Bang!

Guo Chuanzong and Ling Wei felt that the rock embedded in them vibrated for a moment, and the corner of their eyes swept over, but they saw that between the two of them, there was another human-shaped depression. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Plop!

Jian Chen didn't hold it steady, and fell face down directly to the ground, without moving for a long time.

"No, you. ”

Jiao Yang, who was like a hill carrying another hill, pursed his lips, the fanatical fighting intent in his eyes suddenly disappeared, and he shook his head in disappointment.

Compared with strength, the Spitfire Meteor Hammer is not as good as Jiao Yang's mace, but better than Qiaojin......

The Yin Yang Breaking Stick had just gained momentum, and even the iron nail planted on the mace was not next to it, Jiao Yang just casually smashed the huge stick to the ground again, and the strong impact of the blow once again made Jian Chen leave a human-shaped depression on the rock that made people have a toothache at first sight.

How can you fight this fight?

"Big ...... Brother!"

Guo Chuanzong screamed weakly, seeing Jian Chen lying on the ground for a long time without moving, he suddenly became anxious, his body struggled, and he tried his best to break free.

A hand suddenly crossed in front of him, and when he turned his head to look, it was Ling Wei.

Ling Wei's face was unprecedentedly solemn, his hand was in front of Guo Chuanzong, but his eyes kept looking at Jiao Yang, who seemed a little excited, and said in a deep voice: "Your injury is very serious, so let me go." ”

When he said this, his face was a little pale, and blood stains continued to spill out from the corners of his mouth, which seemed very unconvincing, so Guo Chuanzong's struggle became more intense.

"Why are you so impulsive?"

Ling Wei smiled helplessly, forcibly endured the pain that kept surging in his back, slapped his other hand on the rock behind him, and jumped out of the depression just like Jian Chen had done before.

When his feet hit the ground, the slight vibrations spread to his back, and he suddenly let out a groov and bent down in pain.

Suddenly, a hand was also crossed in front of him.

Ling Wei's face was a little distorted in pain, and he turned his head to look, but it was Jian Chen who had stood up again at some point.

"Don't be impulsive. ”

Jian Chen's appearance was even more miserable, not only the corners of his mouth, but also in the seven orifices, there was also faint blood flowing, but his voice was very calm, but this calm voice came into Ling Wei's ears, which actually made him tremble in the bottom of his heart, because, the last time he heard Jian Chen speak so calmly, he killed fifty-four people.

"Boy, although you are not good at martial arts, your ability to be beaten is good. ”

Jiao Yang's bored gaze gathered again, he laughed wildly, and with a lift of his toes, the silver short stick belonging to the Yang stick in the Yin Yang Breaking Stick flew up lightly, drawing an arc, and when it fell again, it was already at Jian Chen's feet.

"Come on, come on, and then pick up two sticks!"

He hooked his fingers indifferently, disdainful of Qian Feng, who was at the top of the Divine Soldier List, as if as long as there was a fight, everything would be fine.

Jiao Yang is strong.

After only two moves, Jian Chen understood where he was strong.

If you talk about internal force cultivation, I am afraid that this mountain-like man in front of him is only in the entry-level realm, but his strength is not in internal strength.

It's the power of that muscle!

Black Dragon, the boss of the Black Dragon Society, is also known for his innate divine power, which is also what Black Dragon is extremely proud of, but compared to Jiao Yang, he is more than inferior in weapons alone.

The black iron spear weighs three hundred and thirty-three pounds, and Jiao Yang's mace can weigh up to one thousand two hundred pounds!

If the black dragon comes, even if he can lift the mace, I am afraid that he can only walk with difficulty.

Jian Chen's body is equipped with the Xuanming Technique, which can offset or even recoil most of the internal force entering the body, and since he obtained the second Xuanming Technique, his wonderful use of the chaotic internal force has been raised to a new level.

For example, in the battle of Shaolin, Mingjue and the Thirteen Stick Monks and others were counterattacked by him with chaotic internal force, but they were injured by their own internal force.

When he got to the Ten Thousand Swords Alliance, he was already very skilled in this routine.

However, this set is placed here in Jiaoyang, but it does not work.

Jiao Yang's internal force is just a beginner!

Let's not talk about whether he can get close to Jiao Yang's body, even if the two of them collide hard, the chaotic internal force can only reflect that pitiful little entry internal force, with Jiao Yang's body as strong as a mountain, will he be afraid?

It's really, ridiculously ridiculous that the world's most powerful mystical secret is ineffective for complete muscle strength.

If it was placed at any other time, Jian Chen might have laughed too, laughing at the impossibility of this happening.

But now, he couldn't laugh, he just bent down silently, picked up Jiao Yang's disdainful yang stick, and slowly returned to the yin stick in his left hand.

"You're strong. His movements were very slow, and while carefully recovering the Yin and Yang Breaking Stick into a thousand blades, he said softly, "It's just that you're not strong enough compared to the enemy I'm going to deal with." ”

Jiao Yang snorted, shrugged, and said, "What do you want to say?"

"I want to say......" Jian Chen's gaze slowly moved away from Qian Feng, and when he turned to Jiao Yang, there was a flash of divine light in his eyes, "If I can't even pass your level, how can I talk about killing all the people I want to kill?"

The Yin and Yang Broken Stick was finally restored to its original state by him, and at this moment, it was also when his words fell, his left arm stretched forward, and Qian Feng was beaten by him and held it horizontally in his hand.

"I have three arrows. His movements still did not stop, although slow, but suddenly gave the illusion of being as thick as a mountain.

Clearly...... It's just a thin teenager.

"If you can stop it, I will do whatever you want, if you can't stop it, your life will end here today. ”

Three swords?

Ling Wei and Jiao Yang didn't react, but Guo Chuanzong, who knew a little bit about Jian Chen's background, was stunned, "Brother Jian Chen, he'...... Didn't you never use a sword?"

"Haha, good!"

Jiao Yang raised the mace with one arm, pointed it at Jian Chen, and said in a cruel voice: "The kid who can't even stop the sprinkler with a stick, where did he get the courage to dare to say the three swords?"

"The Sprinkle family wants to see how many swords you can produce from your so-called three swords!"

didn't take the lead in making a move, his body froze, like a beast ready to attack, his eyes became fanatical again, staring firmly at Jian Chen, and slowly seemed to have a lot of expectations for Jian Chen's so-called three 'swords'.

"Huh. ”

Jian Chen smiled lightly, three arrows, in Jiao Yang and the other three people, but it was three swords, if he could really use the sword, the blood on his waist would have been out of the sheath long ago, where could he use the three swords?

The right arm slowly stretched out to the outstretched left arm, and Ling Wei, who was standing next to him, suddenly felt an extremely dazzling light flash from the corner of his eye, and when he looked at it, he saw that there seemed to be an extremely thin silver wire on the end of the horizontal Qianfeng stick?

This is...... Delusion?

This silver filament was so thin that if it weren't for the scorching sun, Ling Wei would have clubbed his head in front of the Qianfeng stick, and he wouldn't have been able to find the clues.

Jian Chen's right hand touched the horizontal Qianfeng stick, his thumb and index finger were pinched, and the muscles on his right arm suddenly burst out, as if he was pulling something extremely heavy, his body leaned forward, and then suddenly straightened up, and his right arm was stretched back to the extreme.

Jiao Yang's complexion, which had always been relaxed, changed suddenly after Jian Chen's body was stretched to the extreme.

It turned out not a sword, it was, an arrow!