Shura God Emperor

Along with Yin Lingji's stomping, Wan Chen's palm was suppressed at the same time.

Yin Lingji fell to the ground with a shock, and a strange scene appeared.

I saw a large piece of silver-white cold light leaping out like a volcanic eruption underground.

"Roar!"

A low-groan roar rose into the sky, and what followed was a silver-white snake rushing into the sky.

The terrifying coercion, with an extremely fierce aura, the instant effort is to cover a layer of frost in a radius of hundreds of meters.

"What!" Wan Chen's pupils shrank, but it was already too late for his palm to come back.

What followed was a wave of horror, shaking out with a majestic posture.

"Boom!"

With a scream, Wan Chen was immediately shaken back several tens of meters by this terrifying aura. His arm was immediately broken, and his five fingers were bloody.

"how is this possible……"

Wan Chen's face was pale, and Yang Lifei, who was close by, was shocked.

The silver-white water snake that I saw just now was definitely a spirit weapon, and the halberd was nothing more than an ordinary middle-grade spirit weapon to him.

But he was wrong. The middle-grade spirit tool that contained the spirit of the tool had a feeling that made him feel chilly, making him feel cold all over.

How could this kid have such weapons! ?

Lin Hu and the others were also shocked, and the guards opened their mouths in surprise: "It's so powerful..."

The movement here immediately attracted Xu Zhi, as well as Shen Cheng and Zhang Shengxiang, especially the expressions of Shen Cheng and Zhang Shengxiang.

"This kid..."

They had received news beforehand that the disciples of Xiaoyaomen would participate in this **** mission.

When they learned that it was a kid in the late Golden Core Realm, they didn't care about it.

This kind of strength can be dismissed casually, killing not only has the end of the hand, but also a waste of time.

But who would have thought that the aura that this kid just broke out would cause Wan Chen's hand to be broken?

How is this possible?

Xu Zhi couldn't help but look at Xiao Yu more, his eyes flashed with a little surprise.

"This kid..."

She felt it. The boy had been silent all the time, but the sudden eruption made her feel like looking up at the mountains.

However, Shen Cheng and Zhang Shengxiang were immediately even more angry. Their plan must not be interfered by any factor!

"The disciples of the Bloodfang Sect follow the order, kill him!" Zhang Shengxiang roared, all the disciples of the Bloodfang Sect on the gleam swarmed towards Xiao Yu's direction.

The white light dissipated, and Xiao Yu just stood there determinedly, like a sacred tower, majestic and majestic.

There was a hint of chic and willful attitude in the fluttering robe.

I saw that on Xiao Yu's halberd, there was a lifelike snake circling up, fierce and mighty.

The cold air was still covering hundreds of meters in a radius, Yang Lifei took a deep breath and tried to calm the restless mood in his heart.

Xiao Yu shook his head, glanced at Wan Chen indifferently, and said, "Who is looking for death now?"

Wan Chen's face was blue and purple. With just such a breath, he was actually injured. How could he swallow this breath?

"Don't be arrogant!"

Wan Chen roared and rushed over again. This time he stretched out his other hand, and his endless palms slammed over like a mountain.

"Eight palms!"

As a true disciple of his own sect, Wan Chen had to say that his talent was indeed strong. With such a magical power of profound grade, it was so powerful that it shook the surrounding valleys.

"Little brother, hide away! That is the fame of Wan Chen and their sect!"