Chapter 255: The storm is coming 17

The huge fist came with a whirring sound of wind, and it had not yet arrived, but this power had already made people feel like they could not help surrender. However, Yang Chen, whose clothes and long hair were flying wildly, still had a smile on his face, but anyone could feel that the murderous intent ejaculated in Yang Chen's eyes narrowed into a line was so sharp and cold.

The attack was about to come, but Yang Chen was still unmoved. Although the monk did not believe that Yang Chen was scared and did not dare to take action, if he had not reacted, he believed that Yang Chen could no longer break his attack, so a trace of cold disdain appeared on his face. His colleague increased his strength again. He wanted to use twelve percent of his strength to strike this attack and solve the battle beautifully and cleanly.

His attack was less than one meter away from Yang Chen.

"Sixth Master, do you want to take action?"

Hou Changkong shook his head slightly. He didn't know what to do at this time. Yang Chen's ability was far beyond his expectations. More and more mysteries in Yang Chen bothered him, especially for his daughter's issue. He thought at this time whether he had missed something.

"That person was really scared?"

"After all, it's a Xuan-level martial art!"

"The ferocity just now disappeared!"

"What a pity, I thought it was a talent!"

They believed that Yang Chen was shocked by the skills he performed on qualified monks, so they did not react at all.

In fact, since just now, when the monk used this set of martial arts, Yang Chen's attention had been completely focused on it. When the monk attacked him, Yang Chen's eyes were full of the attack pattern. The monk's attack quickly decomposed in Yang Chen's eyes to find the best solution. Gradually, this huge beast showed a clearer outline, veins, and those places were the nodes for cracking.

Just as the huge attack approached, Yang Chen felt very strong. As long as he counterattacked, he could easily break the opponent's attack. Once this idea arises, it would be lingering. He was even reluctant to do anything extra, and he waited until the time came before taking a thunder strike.

At this time, Yang Chen slowly raised his middle finger and index fingers to close his arms, and pointed at the huge fist.

Yang Chen's action surprised everyone and confused. The attacking monk saw Yang Chen's action and just said coldly;

"Arrogant, seeking death!"

He roared and punched over.

Several Jindan monks outside the field were also watching all this. Seeing Yang Chen's actions, they all frowned and could not see any mystery. However, Yang Chen did not seem to commit suicide. What was going on?

Just when everyone was puzzled, Yang Chen's fingers wrapped in spiritual energy finally collided with the huge fist.

boom

The strong wind blew, and a wave of air spread. When the monk attacking Yang Chen collided with his fist and Yang Chen's fingers, he felt that Yang Chen's power was not too great. His colleague Yang Chen took a step back slightly and his arms bent slightly. Obviously, his power was better, so he shouted here;

"The devil is killed!"

The moment the two came into contact, Yang Chen was a little surprised. The power of the attack was indeed quite large, worthy of being a Xuan-level martial art. However, the idea of ​​being able to attack this martial art did not decrease. Although his power was not too strong at the beginning, there was a sound in his blood that repeatedly told him that as long as he did this, he could crack this seemingly powerful attack.

"Oh!"

Yang Chen hurriedly stabilized the lower plate, stopped behind his back, and groaned, and the spiritual energy in his body rushed into his fingertips wildly. When the huge spiritual energy poured into his fingertips, Yang Chen suddenly felt a sharp pain coming from his two fingers. Because there was too much spiritual energy and the strength of his fingers was not enough, he felt that his finger might be destroyed at any time, but at this time the arrow had to be fired on the string, so he endured the severe pain and poked the huge fist with one finger.

"Today is your death!"

The monk was full of confidence and punched Yang Chen's head. The huge beast phantom wrapped around the monk looked majestic, and its fist was two hundred times larger than Yang Chen's entire person. So Yang Chen's defeat seemed to have already decided.

boom

The two attacks collided again, and this time Yang Chen did not hold back. He told him in his heart that he had to move forward bravely to crack the opponent's attack in the simplest way, and at the same time ended the battle with the simplest way.

"Hahahaha, die...what?"

The monk laughed and suddenly felt something was wrong. Yang Chen's attack power was not very good, and it did not bring him any fatal feelings. However, at the moment when the two collided, there was a small sound in the roar, which fell into his ears, but it was like a bolt from the blue, and a thunderclap that destroyed the world.

"Crack..."
Chapter completed!