The strong strength rushed out from Han Chen's fist like a tide, and all of it was vented on Yue Shan's body.

Yue Shan's strength is only in the four-star sword realm, and he does not specialize in cultivating the martial arts of refining the flesh, where can he withstand Han Chen's punch that contains nearly 80,000 catties now.

I saw that his eyes suddenly glared outward, and his face instantly turned pale, but then became flushed.

"Poof" opened his mouth, and the red blood sprayed out like a spring.

Then, its body was like a fallen leaf in the autumn wind, and it shot backwards with great speed, and vaguely, it could be seen that there was a shallow pit that collapsed on its right chest.

Looking at the shallow pit, Han Chen's brows furrowed slightly, and he immediately sighed lightly in his heart, "The elite disciples of the Ten Thousand Soldiers Zhai Inner Sect are really not so easy to kill!"

Previously, at the last moment, Yue Shan had already come to his senses, although he was no longer able to dodge at that time, but at the last moment, he moved his body a little bit, causing Han Chen's punch that originally fell towards his heart to be slightly offset and landed on his right chest, thus avoiding the fate of his heart being shattered.

Although it was a pity that he didn't kill the other party with a single punch, Han Chen knew that even if Yue Shan dodged this mortal punch, the result would not change much.

Under the force of that punch of 80,000 catties, the ribs in Yue Shan's chest had been shattered, and even his viscera had been shaken a lot, and his heart was extremely close to his left chest, so it was naturally impossible to be unharmed

Under such injuries, Yue Shan has lost his ability to fight. And it must be treated as soon as possible, otherwise it will soon die due to the failure of the five organs.

Although he didn't kill the opponent with a single punch, the result made no difference. It's just one more breath.

Thinking of this, Han Chen didn't pay much attention to it, and immediately turned his gaze and looked to the side.

Looking at Yan Liu, who was full of anger and holding a golden long sword, slashing towards him, Han Chen's face did not show the slightest hint of panic, but instead showed a chuckle.

"Boy. I've changed my mind. Even if you hand over the Heavenly Venerable Realm Jade now, I will definitely kill you here!" Seeing Han Chen turn his head to look over, Yan Liu immediately shouted angrily.

As the thirty-fourth elite disciple of the Inner Sect, he was not only resisted by a small five-star sword master today. It's even more in the way of him. Nearly killed one person. At this moment, even if his heart is calm. I couldn't help but start to get angry.

"But I'm sorry, I'm going to kill you all here!" Looking at Yan Liu, who was only a little more than a foot away from him, Han Chen's face was still calm. His mouth opened and closed, and he said slowly.

"Arrogance!" Han Chen's words were like a barrel of oil, which made the anger in Yan Liu's heart even stronger. Yan Liu's face was almost a little distorted, and he roared.

At the same time, the golden long sword in his hand suddenly shook, and suddenly the speed increased by several points towards the top of Han Chen's head. If this sword was slashed, Han Chen would definitely be split in half in half in an instant like a wooden stake.

Looking at the golden long sword that exuded an endless sharp aura, Han Chen's complexion remained unchanged at all.

I saw Han Chen's right palm loosen, and then he saw that the dark ink cold sword in his hand fell, sticking straight into the ground, and the sword body sank into the ground for a few minutes.

Letting go of the Mo Han Sword, Han Chen's face was calm and he quickly put his hands together, his fingers quickly changed, and he clasped left and right, instantly forming a strange knot.

As the seal knot was formed, Han Chen's lips moved slightly, and he slowly spit out a few bytes.

"Beast formula, purple pupil formula!"

As Han Chen's voice sounded, the Hundred Beasts Imitation Technique of Fortune Strength Technique instantly worked in his body, and along with the operation of the exercise, a strange wave quickly surged out from the depths of Han Chen's body, and then burst out violently like spring water, quickly converging towards his eyes.

And in the moment when this strange fluctuation surged, the soul power in Han Chen's sea of knowledge was also about to move at this moment, and then it was like a flood that opened the floodgates, and it also rushed out of the sea of knowledge, converging towards his eyes.

When the strange fluctuations and soul power all converged into Han Chen's eyes, a touch of purple quietly emerged from the depths of his dark eyes.

The purple became more and more intense, and when the strange fluctuations and the convergence of soul power reached its peak, that purple had become incomparably richer, and it had completely filled Han Chen's eyes.

At this time, Han Chen's originally dark eyes had completely turned into purple eyes, and in the depths of those purple eyes, there was a thick cloud of purple smoke surging rapidly.

"What kind of martial arts is this?" Looking at Han Chen's purple eyes, Yan Liu's pupils shrank tightly, and when he saw the purple smoke cloud in the depths of those eyes, his heart couldn't help but become even more vigilant. At the same time, Han Chen's strange change made him feel a little uneasy.

It's just that at this time, he is no longer more than a foot away from Han Chen, and the golden sword in his hand is only a dozen centimeters away from the top of Han Chen's head, as long as there is half a breath, the golden sword can touch Han Chen's head, and at that time, even if Han Chen's body is made of refined steel, in his sword, it will still be split in half.

Thinking of this, although the uneasiness in his heart became bigger and bigger, Yan Liu gritted his teeth, suppressed the uneasiness in his heart, shouted, and pressed his arm, and the speed of the golden sword suddenly increased by a few points and slashed towards Lu.

"Give me death!"

But until this time, Han Chen's complexion still did not change in the slightest, his eyes were raised slightly, his purple eyes looked at Yan Liu, who was hideous, and Han Chen gently spit out four bytes.

"Soul Shock!"

As Han Chen's voice fell, he immediately saw the purple smoke cloud in the depths of his eyes suddenly burst out, and the purple smoke cloud instantly turned into a thick circle of purple smoke, like a water pattern, with it as the center, quickly spreading towards the surroundings.

Airplanes!

And at the moment when this thick purple gas spread, the air around him suddenly trembled, and then a buzzing sound came out, and then I saw that where the purple passed, the wind was sweeping, like a tornado suddenly descending. The earth rolled up as if it had been plowed over.

Seeing this extremely shocking scene, Yan Liu's pupils shrank suddenly, at this moment, his heart was alarmed, although he didn't know what this purple smoke was, but his keen intuition told him that he should never touch it in the slightest.

Yan Liu immediately snorted softly, his arm shook, and he forcibly put away the golden long sword that was only three or four centimeters away from the top of Han Chen's head, and then stepped on the instep of his right foot with his left foot, and prepared to retreat.

Yan Liu's speed is indeed very fast, and this series of actions only took half a breath of effort.

But Yan Liu's speed is fast, and the speed of that purple smoke is even faster.

Yan Liu's figure had just moved back a few minutes when the purple smoke instantly bombarded his body like a flood. (To be continued......)

PS: (The fourth shift, there are still two shifts left, and the thirteenth continues to work hard!)