Wang Chen felt the pressure brought by the fist, his face stiffened, and his body tensed and shook slightly. If this punch is solid, your life will be over!

'dang' Xue Cen took his hand, and the soul power turned into a translucent bell wall, blocking in front of Wang Chen, and resisted this fist, and the translucent soul power quickly thinned and almost collapsed.

Chen Cheng took the opportunity to swing his sword, the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, surging like a tide, smashing towards Wang Yao, and the remnants of the Dao appeared in Wumei, densely covering three feet in front of him, and the water could not be splashed.

'Bloodkill* Wave'

The bitter murderous aura was wrapped in the blazing heat, and the smell of death shot out.

The swordsman's attack ability is the best in the same realm, especially after becoming a swordsman in the third realm of the sword, the sword skill is affected by the artistic conception, and every slash can cut out the sword qi, and the sharpness is unmatched.

Wang Yao saw that his fist was blocked, his eyebrows were raised, and his face was gloomy, "Hunter An dares to spoil my good deeds!" The round fist surrounded the body, and the energy came out through the body, and suddenly erupted and swept around.

The two forces collided, and the bloody sword qi pierced into the protective fist three feet, and it couldn't enter again. Hearing a loud shout, the bright green light of the body protection fist flowed, and the sword qi shattered, turning into a point of light in the sky, and disappeared into the air.

Gale pavement, snake teeth out of the sheath, Chen Cheng glanced at the remaining reserves of the bloody killing artistic conception: 578, the strong power of the sword qi is not without a price, and the huge consumption of the artistic conception is one of them.

The artistic conception can also support the launch of two wolf kisses or five times of Yan sulfur, press the restlessness in the heart, the eyes are slightly narrowed, and the next thing to save is used.

The sword qi was attached to the double blades, dyeing the two spirit knives bright red, and the toes were on the ground, and the figure shot out, intending to fight hand-to-hand.

His artistic conception is not as strong as Wang Yao's, the time to step into the third realm is too short, and the degree of growth of artistic conception is too low, and it is inevitable to suffer losses by simply competing with artistic conception.

can only make up for the disadvantage in the realm through sword skills, and when Wang Yao reveals a flaw, he will be given the head with a sword.

The tip of the knife stabbed obliquely, the word collapse trick was not triggered, and the sword step flickered, and it had already reached his side.

"Dare to get close? Bite off more than one can chew. Wang Yao wrinkled his brows and laughed angrily, the physical strength of the swordsman was lower than that of the martial artist of the same realm, this was a fact that the entire alliance was aware of.

Fighting the strong with the weak, who is this looking down on?!

The fist the size of the fist wrapped in the casserole exploded like raindrops, and the huge force was surging endlessly, and one wave was better than the other.

The strength was swaying, the two sides collided, and the moment the blade and the fist came into contact, Wang Yao's expression changed greatly, and the power of the black horizontal knife was not inferior to himself who had just stepped into the third realm.

What's going on? Isn't he a swordsman, how can he have such a strong physique?

This son cannot be kept, and it will become a great trouble after that. The fierce light in his eyes was revealed, and the strength in his hand was added to it, and his fists struck the long knife, making a 'clanging' steely impact.

Wiping the sword style, Chen Cheng secretly sighed in his heart, the sword intent flowed into a wave of water, absorbing the huge force of the attack, the wrist rotated to cooperate with the body shape, and he was never touched by the fist, causing actual damage.

Ah Wu, I really thank you for your swordsmanship, it's so easy to use, and I gave Ah Wu a thumbs up in my heart for being far away on Yunman Island in the East China Sea.

The "bang" sword broke out, the tip of the knife was on the fist, and the two figures retreated and separated.

Seeing that the offensive did not make the expected progress, Wang Yao was ruthless in his heart. Slanted his eyes and glanced at Wang Chen, who was hiding in the distance, his fists clenched, and his bones were faintly white.

Before the townsfolk can react, they must kill Wang Chen, obtain the alliance seal, and put an end to the beast tide. Otherwise, when you get the alliance badge, when you review the island afterwards, you don't have enough public support, and you won't be able to inherit the status of the lord of the member country.

"You don't have to die here, so why don't you kill yourself!" Wang Yao exhaled heavily and reached out to untie the bandages that wrapped around his hands.

The white-gray bandage was loosened in layers, and fine spots of blood were reflected on it, and as the last layer of bandage was lifted, his blood-crusted hands were revealed, followed by his arms.

The bandage was slowly lifted, and the momentum on his body became thicker and thicker, and even formed a faint pressure on Chen Yan. The strength was unkempt, and the bandages tied to the secret parts of his body broke inch by inch, and Wang Yao's momentum suddenly increased to the peak.

The emerald green light flashed in the depths of his eyes, and his clothes were instantly soaked with blood, dyed bright red, and the pungent blood filled his body.

Ume trembled slightly, smelling the blood in the air that contained the breath of life, and let out an excited knife sound. It had a hunch that this blood would be of great benefit to its evolution, and after it was completely absorbed, it would not be too easy to suppress the little brother of the snake tooth again!

Chen Cheng straightened his waist, the stone slab under his feet cracked inch by inch, carrying the pressure of his breath, his eyes firmly locked on Wang Yao, and his double-edged blades stood on guard carefully.

Wang Yao's current state is very wrong! Blood seeped out of his body in stages, fluctuating with his breathing. He could clearly see that Wang Yao's body was torn from the inside, and it was quickly recovered. The body rose and swelled, as if something was about to rush out of his body.

"Gah, breath of life." The briquettes felt something strange and turned their heads to look at the battlefield, and the three dark eyes flashed brightly.

When Chen Cheng heard the reminder of the briquette, his apricot eyes were round, and he couldn't imagine that someone would put the treasure of life in his body, it was simply dead!

Different from use, the transplantation of a treasure containing the breath of alien life will cause its own vitality to be disrupted by external forces, which will lead to violent conflicts, and the most common result is to explode and die.

But Wang Yao not only transplanted the treasure of life into his body, but also absorbed the energy provided by it and maintained himself, which was incredible!

A terrifying thought suddenly appeared in Chen Yan's mind, and information about Wang Yao crossed in front of him.

Wrapping bandages all day long, increasing the body's injuries by one point after participating in the beast tide every time, reaching the third realm of horizontal martial arts training in just five years, and on the battlefield, after appearing, the cloud beasts will gather towards him, and all signs are adding bricks to the truth and gradually improving.

"Every time you have caused a beast tide in the past few years, you have placed life treasures in your body?" What is in my heart, blurt out.

"You're going to take care of yourself!" Wang Yao's face was gloomy, his arm swinged, and the pale blue fist turned into a long whip, and the scream sounded suddenly, and the white mist wrapped the tail of the whip, forming a funnel-shaped.

Unstoppable, perceiving the high concentration of artistic conception contained in the whip, Chen Cheng reacted immediately, the sword step exploded, and his body disappeared in place.

I only heard a loud sound of 'pop', and the light green whip was whipped at the position where Chen Cheng disappeared, and in an instant, the bluestone cracked, and the crack wide of the Dao Dao fist spread around, and the surrounding dozens of meters collapsed inward, forming a half-meter-deep hole.

The green rays sank into the ground, and before long the grass turned the soil and grew at a speed visible to the naked eye.

When Chen Cheng's figure reappeared, he was already dozens of meters away from his original position, and the edge of the pit was at his feet, and he glanced at the position where he had just been whipped and the strange grass growing in the cold winter wax moon. I couldn't help but tighten the double blades in my hands, and if I was drawn, I would be seriously injured if I didn't die!