Chapter Forty-Seven, A Palm!
In the mountains and forests, Su Yuchen waved his fist, like a brute dragon coming out, his whole body was wrapped in light, and the Dao power of yin and yang flowed, opposing the divine breath of the young man, fluctuating and violent, like a volcanic eruption, incomparably blazing.
''Bang!''
Suddenly, the whole heaven and earth boiled, and there was light everywhere, as well as the destructive power that was constantly surging, and the earth was torn apart, and there seemed to be magma flowing out.
If there are mortals who see it, they will definitely bow down from afar, because from there, it looks like a god standing in heaven and earth, and it is unspeakably precious.
It's just that after the extreme brilliance, it is full of death, and the trees are all burned, and the billowing wolf smoke rises to the sky.
Such a scene can be said to be extremely visually impactful, not representing how amazing the attack is, but the lack of skill, a completely mortal duel, and the sacredness of the monks, without the slightest connection.
In fact, in that village, at this time, all the people saw through the window, the first thought, to set fire to the mountain.
At the same time, Luo Yuxin and another teenager also looked here, and then they quickly swept over, their bodies were like lightning, and with the same vast aura, nothing could stop them.
It's definitely a place of scrutiny.
In the hand, Su Yuchen's offensive gradually became fierce, a pair of fists, like a divine gold, every time they were swung, it was like the sun exploding, and the other fists were agitated, and the void was violently distorted.
Rumble!
Another punch was thrown, and the vast energy was driven, as if it was a condensed ocean, and the young man's shoulders were shattered, even if there was an armor condensed by earth and stone, it was impossible to resist, and the body staggered for a while, if it wasn't for the critical moment, he dodged it, and his head must have exploded into a blood mist at this time.
At this moment, Su Yuchen's breath was terrifying to the extreme, and the shrouded light blessed his body, as if he had the posture of a god of war, and his every move was permeated with rhyme.
''Poof!''
Not long after, the young man flew out even later, the earth and stone armor covered by his body became more and more faint, he coughed up blood and hit a piece of bluestone, and his bones were broken.
It was only at this time that the young man's face showed fear, but it was too late, Su Yuchen rushed over again, and smashed his fist down as always, without any mercy.
The battle of the monks is either you die or I die.
The speed was so fast that the young man couldn't dodge it at all, so he could only resist with all his might, a pair of arms crossed in front of his chest, and the earthy yellow light burst out in an instant, obviously, burning the blood of his body.
''Bang!''
However, even so, it was still difficult to stop, the power of yin and yang continued to surge down, like a heavy wave, and the armor on the surface of the young man's body all exploded cracks, and even the spirit that had just burned was ignited and quickly exhausted.
The flesh and blood of the young man's arms were blurred, and the bones inside were finally broken under the pressure of the huge force, but they did not stop, and continued to destroy.
''Poof!''
A large mouthful of blood spurted out, his chest began to sink downward, and the severe pain made his face without the slightest blood, as white as paper, and the earthy yellow divine aura was evaporated, and the skin of his whole body was full of cracks for a while.
''Ahh
After a few breaths, Su Yuchen's fist finally collapsed all the energy that was blocked, his chest was pierced, his arm shook, and a miserable scream came out, and his body was torn apart, becoming a blood mist.
In the last second, a deep look of regret appeared on the young man's face, but time could not be turned back, death had shrouded him, and there was no hope at all.
''If you don't die, you won't die.'' As soon as Su Yuchen shook off his robe, the rising blood mist dispersed, and he was about to turn around and leave.
However, at this moment, the young man's keen sense sensed something, and his body turned into a ray of light, quickly swept to the side, sensing a palpitating and dangerous aura.
Rumble!
Sure enough, where he stood, the earth shattered in an instant, and that kind of appearance seemed to have been destroyed by a huge force, but he didn't see any human figures, which looked extremely weird.
This scene seems to be a natural phenomenon.
However, Su Yuchen was not deceived, the Yin Yang Dao Jade in his arms released his Dao power, and he invisibly communicated with heaven and earth, even if it was only a small area, it was extremely against the sky.
At the moment, the spiritual power is emanating, and all the scenery around here is clearly visible.
At the same time, the spirit of the whole body was raised to the extreme, and an instinct told him that someone must have come, but it was hidden in the dark and could not be found by the naked eye.
At this moment, he was extremely cautious, because the people in the dark had definitely been able to awaken the innate supernatural powers in the flesh and blood, otherwise they would not be so powerful and shook the earth apart.
At the very least, no weaker than the previous monks!
There, Su Yuchen was not motionless, constantly moving his feet, his spiritual power covering the void, sinking his mind, dustless and flawless.
For a moment, Su Yuchen seemed to sense something, and his fist was shrouded in light in an instant, and he went back behind him, shattering the void, as if he was going to break heaven and earth, powerful and incomparable.
''Bang!''
Suddenly, a loud sound came from there, and it could be seen that a palm slapped on his fist, resisting his attack, and a huge shock wave surged out, and the void was like paper paste, twisting and collapsing.
However, even so, there was still no body to be seen, this scene was very strange, there was only one palm, but there was no monk in sight, as if facing a ghost.
Such a look made Su Yuchen extremely frightened, and he didn't understand why?
However, he was not afraid of this, in the world of monks, any situation was inevitable.
In fact, he also sensed the breath of the other party, and through the palm that appeared, it kept pouring over, as if he was about to shatter his arm, and he sensed madness, or anger.
''Boom!''
The huge loud noise, a fist and a palm, a violent breath, and a violent collision, just like two torn dragons and tigers, devouring each other, did not flinch, and the fluctuations spread heavily, and the surrounding four directions, earth and rocks splashed everywhere, rushing very high.
For a while, Su Yuchen's arms were shining brightly, and he even turned his fist into a palm, and slammed it towards the palm, but it disappeared in an instant.
Although it disappeared again, on the ground in front of him, there was an object that had been shot down by the force of the past.