Chapter Ninety-Five: The Power of Aura
Suddenly!
A beam of light came from Zhang Yue's hand, the Water Moon Sword couldn't withstand the sword qi of the Split Yuan Seven Turns at all, and the sword body was already on the verge of collapse, but it had been firmly bound by Zhang Yue.
At this moment, Zhang Yue suddenly withdrew his true power, and countless fragments of the sword body suddenly exploded and devoured towards Yao Xing.
"Ahh
The incident happened suddenly, Rao is cultivation far surpassed Zhang Yue, Yao Xing was still caught off guard, his lower body was hit by countless broken rays, and an unprecedented pain swept through his body, and the cumbersome things under his crotch suddenly lightened......
Realizing what was happening, he suddenly let out an earth-shattering roar, and angrily slashed out a palm: "Stinky girl, the old man wants to kill you, kill you!"
Zhang Yue had already flown back as soon as he made a move, but he was still a step slower, and was hit by his palm that broke through the air, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and he fell far away.
"The old man is going to break your body into ten thousand pieces, so that you will never be able to live beyond life!" In the roar, Yao Xing frantically pounced on Zhang Yue, and his anger was swollen, and he actually formed a vision of a pillar that reached the sky in his palm.
"Captain!"
Huang Buping, who was seriously injured, wanted to save, but he was a hundred feet away, and he couldn't do anything at all, so he could only watch Yao Xing's nirvana palm continue to approach Zhang Yue-
Twenty zhang!
Ten zhang!
Sanzhang!
"Bang!"
Yao Xing threw a heavy punch, and the column-shaped true vitality was fiercely imprinted on the real thing, and the earth-shattering sound moved through all directions, rolling up a space.
The tearing expression was still on the Luo family's disciple's face, and the cruelty and cruelty of Feng Wusheng's side had not yet retreated, and even Yao Xing's roar was still lingering in his ears......
Everything, but it is strangely stagnant!
In the line of sight, a figure in a dark robe quietly knelt on the ground, the robe was like an angry wave, and Zhang Yue was firmly protected by him on his chest, no matter the wind and sand around him danced and the stones and gravel flew up, they could not hurt Zhang Yue in the slightest.
"Chen, Brother Chen?" Zhang Yue, who thought she was going to die, slowly opened her eyes, but what greeted her was a face that she hadn't expected, and she was stunned for a long time: "Is it really you?"
"Sister Yue, I'm late. ”
Staring at her pale cheeks and bloodshot lips, Luo Chen felt a pain in his heart. Even if he didn't see it with his own eyes, he could guess that Zhang Yue didn't know how much effort he had spent these days in order to find himself.
"You, are you okay? are you really okay!?" Zhang Yue grabbed Luo Chen's arm tightly, and in her excitement, she coughed up a mouthful of blood.
Luo Chen hurriedly stuffed a small Huiyuan Dan over, and when he saw the blood on her chest, a wave of crazy killing intent rose instead. He gently kissed Zhang Yue's forehead: "You rest for a while, and then I'll kill them." ”
Zhang Yue's face flushed, although she knew that Luo Chen's kiss did not contain any affection, there was still a wonderful soft feeling that swept through her body, and she subconsciously closed her eyes.
"Luo Chen!"
Feng Wusheng suddenly let out a long laugh, his laughter was full of resentment and pleasure: "God has eyes, I didn't let you die in the ruins, God really has eyes! Senior Yao, don't kill him, I will torture him for ten days and ten nights, and reward him with a happy one-"
Suddenly, his vicious expression froze, and a wisp of shock appeared!
In everyone's sight, Luo Chen hugged Zhang Yue in his arms and approached Yao Xing step by step, while Yao Xing stood motionless as if he was stunned. This posture does not seem to be fearless, but with a bit of indescribable horror, and then look at his facial features, they are knotted together because of extreme horror......
"You can die. ”
Luo Chen walked past Yao Xing, and a cold sound of judgment fell.
When his body left Sanzhang Xu, I saw Yao Xing's body rise suddenly, swelling dozens of times as if inflated, and then with a "bang", it turned out to be ......
It's a blast!
An extremely eerie atmosphere enveloped the audience.
"Run away! This is a heavenly powerhouse, and his aura realm is cultivated!"
Suddenly, Yao Ji let out a terrified roar, he had followed Mo Qingkong, the hall master of the Chase Treasure Hall for a long time, and he could see at a glance that Yao Xing's strange situation would only appear after being shrouded in aura.
Although he couldn't believe that Luo Chen was already a powerhouse at a young age, but with the facts in front of him, it was naturally important to save his life. He unfolded his body, and was about to catch the blue-winged eagle that he was riding on and flee for his life.
"Dare to hurt the people of my Luo family, do you still want to live?"
Luo Chen said lightly, and suddenly threw a punch towards the void, and ten twisting and tearing forces were released, making the ten zhang in front of him seem to have turned into a strangulation purgatory.
"Ahh
Yao Ji let out a terrible roar, his body was twisted to pieces, and he couldn't die anymore.
"No, it can't be!"
Feng Wusheng yelled and shouted in disbelief: "You can't be a heavenly powerhouse, impossible!" When Yao Ji reminded him violently, he still didn't believe it, but Luo Chen's power to kill a ninth-order powerhouse with one punch at will was like a basin of ice water poured down on his head, and he couldn't help but have half an illusion in his heart.
Luo Chen approached him step by step.
"Stop!" "Stop him!" Feng Wusheng yelled in a gaffe.
Those Feng family disciples who came with him hesitated slightly, and suddenly someone shouted: "He is young, his cultivation accumulation is definitely not enough, killing two ninth-order powerhouses, his own loss must be serious! Brothers, kill me with me!"
The fourteen core disciples of the Feng family subconsciously obeyed the order and rushed forward, and the sword light and sword shadow filled the void and shrouded Luo Chen.
At this moment, Luo Chen was still quietly hugging Zhang Yue, his expression did not move at all, as if he didn't know that the killing machine was approaching.
A look of ecstasy flashed in the eyes of one of the disciples at the head, and then a strong killing intent emerged, and the long knife slashed at Luo Chen: "Give Lao Tzu to die!"
When it was, Luo Chen slowly raised his head, the mockery in his eyes was extremely strong, and a soft shout came out of his lips: "Sword! Qi! Return!"
Condensing true power is sword energy, illusion is like the sea, and it is one!
The Luo family's secret Split Yuan swordsmanship is the highest secret technique, and now coupled with Luo Chen's own perception, after forming a sword momentum, the power has been increased to the fifth level.
A wave of heaven and earth gods and Buddhas blocked the front, and the domineering momentum that was about to be destroyed with a sword exploded, and before the Huanghuang sword qi arrived, all the Feng family disciples already felt as if their hearts had been cut in half, and a great sense of fear swept through their bodies.
"Boom!"
The long knife that could be slashed to the top of Luo Chen's head was like a fragile bamboo tube, and the "Titicaca" ground shattered into countless pieces, and just by touching the edge of the sword qi, it was smashed into pieces.
The Feng family disciple led by him seemed to have been cut by an invisible blade, and his entire body was silently divided into two halves.
"Oh, don't! Don't kill me!"
The remaining Feng family disciples were stunned by the terrifying scene, although they also had a sixth- or seventh-order cultivation, but under Luo Chen's sword, they didn't have the slightest chance to resist it, and there was a continuous popping sound in the roar, and brilliant blood flowers burst from their foreheads.
Luo Chen twisted his fingers, the volley sword disappeared in the palm of his hand, he stepped slowly, and one body after another fell down, and his face was full of disbelief-
With one sword, kill fourteen core disciples of the Feng family!
Everyone was shocked, it took too little time for Luo Chen to kill Yao Xing and the others just now, and they hadn't been able to react yet. Now that they clearly saw Luo Chen swinging his sword, more than ten martial arts masters died on the spot, and the strong shock spread throughout their bodies, making them almost unable to believe their eyes......
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