290.Chapter 290: The Fist of the Python

"Boy!"

The snake smirked, and while adjusting to the burly body that had skyrocketed, he mocked:

"Don't you think about choosing Snake Five again, didn't Lao Tzu tell you?"

"Just ...... Lao Tzu suddenly set another rule of snake teeth, that is...... The new snake fangs have a one-month newbie protection period!"

"Protection...... Period?"

Jian Chen was stunned for a moment, frowning and wondering. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Yes, the protection period, as long as he is a newcomer, after grabbing the token, within a month, no one else is allowed to challenge him again!"

"Hey, hey, hey!"

The snake twisted his fists with both hands, and smiled proudly: "How about this new rule set by Lao Tzu?"

Now Jian Chen understands it, this is forcing himself, so he can only choose to do it with him?

Glancing at Aotian with resentment, Jian Chen smiled bitterly and responded to the snake: "It's not good." ”

The meat is in the other party's hands, and if you want to eat it, of course, you have to abide by other people's rules, although this rule changes several times a day.

Qian Feng was originally retracted from his back when Snake Five and Wen Aotian were fighting, and at this time he held it in his hand again, he took a deep breath and said slowly: "Since this is the case, then come on!"

Without warning, his footsteps suddenly stopped, and his thin body suddenly disappeared in place.

After reaching the mid-stage realm of the school, the internal force is greatly advanced, and the application of light gong is not the same.

At Jian Chen's feet, he suddenly saw a flower in front of his eyes, and when his body reappeared, he had already jumped into the air five feet high.

It's so strong!

After waking up from the coma, he had no other chance to experience how strong his internal strength was now except for slapping the teapot.

Unexpectedly, just a small realm of improvement, it made him feel like a makeover, what he could only do with all his strength in the past, now he doesn't feel the slightest sense of ease.

sighed in his heart, but the movements in his hands did not stop, and when he was in the air, a silver horse suddenly split out.

Scatter!

The silver light burst out, and when it rushed to the top of the snake's head, it had already been divided into eight, and it was divided into eight stabs and eight key points on the snake's body.

Now Qianfeng is in his hands, it is as easy as an arm like a finger, and the Qianfeng silver spear that runs through Changhong is summoned to the halfway, and he is immediately used in the shape of a gun to show all directions.

At this time, the shape of the spear was not dispersed, but the tip of the spear suddenly cracked, and eight silver darts with silver light shot out vigorously, and then divided into eight directions, and then hit the snake at various tricky angles and eight other acupoints.

For a long time, the Eight Directions in his hands could only attack eight places in the form of eight dragons and silver darts, but now with the help of the Qianfeng Silver Spear that turned into eight afterimages, the two moves were combined and the offensive was raised to sixteen for the first time!

Although the number of terrifying swords that seem to be one hundred and twenty-eight swords in one move is far from the same, but the sword of Aotian is to win with "fast", while Jian Chen's exhaustion in all directions is mainly based on "reality".

Who is stronger and who is weaker between the two......

In the eyes of the snake, it's all the same!

Jian Chen's moves are fast, but Snake One's movements are not slow, as early as when Jian Chen jumps up, Snake One is doing one thing.

Something so ordinary that everyone can easily do.

Snake Yi's face was extremely calm, and he didn't even look at Qian Feng, who was about to stab sixteen blood holes on his body, his body did not move, and his right arm slowly stretched back, as if he had stretched his muscles and bones after practice, slowly, but extremely powerfully, pulled back.

When Jian Chen's Qianfeng Silver Spear turned from one to eight, and then from eight to sixteen, Snake One's right arm was finally stretched to the extreme.

After the ultimate stretching......

Boom ——!

A punch, a punch without any fancy punches, but with an extremely harsh air friction, on the huge fist, a circle of twisted qi visible to the naked eye covered it heavily, and with the blast of this punch, it was rubbed into a faint fire.

One punch of the snake can ignite even the air!

Jian Chen was in the air, and his complexion suddenly changed.

He had a deep feeling at the moment that the person he was facing was Guo Chuanzong!

No, Guo Chuanzong is still far behind, no matter how powerful the snake punch is, in terms of momentum alone, what Jian Chen knows and has seen is only seen on the night in Luoyang City, from the crazy Guo Bunu.

This momentum is comparable to the peak of the beggar gang's peerless dragon palm!

It's just that it is not the dragon that is slamming towards him at this moment, but the ...... Python!

In a trance, Snake One's fist suddenly magnified several times, and that punch was no longer a fist, but a huge python that made people's scalp numb and opened its mouth wide!

Puff puff puff——!

The Eight Dragons Silver Darts bore the brunt of the blow, hitting the fists one by one, but the sharp silver darts didn't even touch the dander on the snake's fist, but only touched the twisted and reddened air waves, and the darts trembled like an electric shock, and there was no accurate head.

Immediately afterwards, the python advanced again, and the Qianfeng silver spear, which turned into eight afterimages, was forced by the momentum, and suddenly united, and the silver-white tip of the spear was unavoidable, and it suddenly slammed into the fist of the snake one.

The sharp and hard tip of the spear collided with the fist of the flesh and blood, no matter how you look at it, it is also the side that uses the fist to suffer, but seeing this, Jian Chen's face does not mean half joy.

Yes, just gritting your teeth and insisting.

Woo – Woo ——!

In the end, the Qianfeng Silver Spear was much more dignified than the Eight Dragons Silver Dart, and the tip of the spear pierced in the wave of qi on the Giant Python's Fist, and it was not bounced away like the Eight Dragons Silver Dart, taking advantage of the tip of the spear, but stabbing a little bit.

But that's the end of it.

After the Qianfeng Silver Spear pierced into the twisted and reddened qi wave about a finger wide, it could no longer move an inch, and in an instant, under the extreme friction between the tip of the spear and the qi wave, it was visible to the naked eye, and the silver-white spear tip turned red in an instant.

Even from the distance of a gun, Jian Chen, who was holding the other end of the Qianfeng Silver Spear, felt that from the tip of the spear, there was a steady stream of scorching heat transmitted.

This scorching heat is not an internal force, it is just a natural friction and heat, so even with the magic of his mystical secrets, it can't stop half a point.

If it goes on like this, the Qianfeng Silver Spear will be melted by the punch that the snake blasted out!

Shocked in his heart, he suddenly turned around this thought, Jian Chen's eyes flashed, and he was reluctant to let this Qian Feng, who had accompanied him in the rivers and lakes for a long time, be melted into a ball of waste silver.

Don't dare to wait any longer, with a straight arm, the Qianfeng silver spear did not retreat but advanced, and sent it forward again, but with the existence of that unbreakable qi wave, this send did not make the silver spear advance by half an inch, but made the seven-foot-long spear body arch into a semicircle.

At this moment, Jian Chen's eyes lit up, his arm shrank again, and the body of the gun that was pressed into an arch suddenly flicked, and with this countershock, he even brought the gun and turned over in the air.

Brush ——!

The silver spear that had broken free from the shackles of the twisted qi wave suddenly retracted into the short stick.

"Boy, where to run!"

Although the danger of a thousand blades is solved, the fist of Snake One is still there!