Chapter 270 (1/2)

Pulling some weak Irene, Wang Chen opened and closed the red burning giant sword in his hand, chopping the waves one after another and chopping out a channel.

”Where to go!” seeing that Wang Chen was about to rush out of the siege with Irene, a middle-level Lingwu rushed to Wang Chen.

”Roll!” feeling the breath of spiritual power, Wang Chen pulled Irene back with one hand and cut the nine heavy waves out.

The shadow of the sword roared like a giant beast in the night, opening its mouth and biting at the man.

As soon as the master makes a move, he knows whether he has it or not. Wang Chen's hand immediately changed the face of the middle-level Lingwu.

”Whirlwind strength!”

The two palms clapped out, and suddenly, it was like a whirlwind raging towards Wang Chen and Irene.

”Broken!” roared like thunder.

Nine heavy waves cut across the sky. He immediately swallowed the whirlwind and rushed to the end of Lingwu with his spare power.

Fourth level Lingwu, this is a fourth level Lingwu. Wang Chen judged the strength of the other party.

Today's fourth level Lingwu people do not pose any threat to Wang Chengou. They do not need to open the eight door dunjia to deal with it.

Under one move, the whirlwind strength suddenly disappeared, and an incredible look appeared in the masked man's eyes. Looking at Wang Chen, it was incredible.

”The waves whirl!”

Hoo Hoo

The wrist shook. Wang Chen didn't give the other party a chance to respond. The ChiYan giant sword suddenly turned around and cut the five or six meter blade with the roaring blade.

”Big Buddha's palm!” seeing the attack of the sword edge, the masked man was a medium-level Lingwu after all. He soon recovered and took out a rune in his hands and rushed towards Wang Chen.

Suddenly, a huge yellow energy palm appeared in the dark night. All over the world, they are shooting at Wang Chen.

”The mantis arm is the cart!” a cold hum, and a sneer appeared at the corners of Wang Chen's mouth.

At the foot of a ghost step in Shandong, his body suddenly went towards Fang Biao: ”twenty four overlapping wave palms!”

ChiYan's huge sword was attached behind him. His palms were superimposed, and the 24 overlapping wave palms were snapped out suddenly. In the dense crowd, ChiYan giant sword is easy to hurt those members of the guard team. It is obvious that dielang palm can control a lot.

Boom, boom

The 24 overlapping wave palms come out to drive the air and roar. The strong wind raged, and the palm shadow all over the whole space was sent towards the golden palm.

Boom

Pop pop

The roar and the roar are connected together. Under the wave palm, Wang Chen, who has not opened the eight door dunjia, can exert nearly 23000 kg of power!

The momentum is overwhelming. With no return, with the breath of supremacy, he directly scattered the golden palm.

At the same time, Wang Chen came to the man's body: ”avalanche boxing!”

Static as loose, dynamic as tiger! His fists roared and galloped like waves, bringing up a roar in the air.

Poof poof

The successive punches directly hit them before the other party didn't react, making several dull sounds. Then, the man's blood drifted in the stuffy hum, and the whole man flew upside down.

The crisp crack sound can be heard clearly. Obviously, the man's sternum was broken under the fierce bombardment of Wang Chen, and he was about to die.

From the beginning to killing each other, it's just a blink of an eye! Wang Chen's strength made people around him stare at this scene.

This is a spirit warrior, this is a medium-level spirit warrior! Was he killed like this? What the hell is going on.

For a moment, almost everyone was stunned subconsciously.

Especially the members of the bandit group, the big man headed by him, and those masked spirit warriors in black! All showed incredible eyes.

Kill the medium level spirit warrior in a short breath. What strength does it need?

Looking at Wang Chen, his eyes showed infinite horror!

Looking at Wang Chen, who is sixteen or seven years old, how can he have such a strong strength at this age? How is this possible?

False, it must be false! Then, these people can't help comforting themselves.

At the same time, on the other side, Iron Tiger and others also stared big eyes and couldn't believe it.

This morning, I looked weak. This morning, I looked embarrassed. The teenagers taken in by their team were... So strong!

Before, they were still sighing for Wang Chen. The innocent boy was involved in their ranks. It is estimated that he will die! There is no extravagant hope that he can help.

After all, the age is over there. Sixteen or seventeen is at most the strength of Zhenwu. What role can Zhenwu play on such an occasion?

However, at this moment, the strength shown by Wang Chen completely subverted their thoughts! They were shocked. They were stunned.

What strength is this! Under the three moves, kill the middle-level Lingwu directly, occupying an absolute advantage. Is this still human? Who the hell is he? How powerful is it?

At this moment, the iron tiger suddenly burst out a glimmer of hope and an excited look in his eyes.