Chapter 1162: dead!

Wenren completely changed color. He couldn't kill Su Yan with this fatal blow, and was completely resisted by Su Yan, and he looked very relaxed.
What made him most unacceptable was that his spiritual power was dissipating, as if a magical power was absorbing his spiritual power. This feeling was absolutely terrifying.
Wenren looked at Su Yan. At this moment, he knew that he hadn't seen Su Yan thoroughly, and had never seen Su Yan thoroughly.
Su Baxian is the Tianjiao of Hua Guo. This is recognized by the martial arts circles everywhere, and even foreign powerhouses have not refuted this.
But at this moment, Tianjiao could no longer describe Su Yan in Wenren's eyes. To be precise, it should be a monster, a terrifying monster.
Wenren wanted to pull his hand back, so that his spiritual power would dissipate, and it would not take long for his spiritual power to disappear and become a waste.
But he found that the suction was too strong, and Su Yan's hands were like pliers, which made him unable to break free.
Su Yan was blood-stained at this moment, extremely tragic, but his eyes were shining with golden light at this moment, full of depth.
This was in sharp contrast with the dying man before, and it was completely like a person suddenly changed.
Why is it so? The answer is simple. Su Yan succeeded in reversing the "Nine Heavens of Chaos Jue". At this moment, his whole body is surrounded by spiritual power, and his dantian is restored to its original state, and he has entered the middle stage of Taoism!
In the mid-Taoist stage, this was a natural breakthrough for Su Yan, and there was no realm suppression of Wenren. In the mid-Taoist stage, Su Yan could face the late-stage Taoist Wenren without any problems.
Su Yan's hands kept shining, although it was not Yuan Power, but this spiritual power was also extremely terrifying, more powerful than before.
Yuanli is the heaven and earth aura that is above the spiritual power, but Su Yan can only transform a few drops. It can be a fatal blow to the enemy, but it is not enough to fight against a powerful enemy.
So he didn't convert his spiritual power into Yuanli again, at this moment, the majestic spiritual power is not afraid of asking benevolence.
Su Yan's hand was stronger, and he firmly grasped Wenren's fist, and continued to increase his strength. There were continuous ripples around him.
At this moment, the entire ground was shattered and turned into ruins, dust was flying all over the sky, and spiritual power was vented everywhere.
Su Yan looked at Wenren coldly, his other hand had already clenched his fist, and he fisted directly at Wenren.
The power of this fist was so overwhelming that it was not something Wenren could bear, not to mention that he had been controlled by Su Yan.
This punch directly dented Wenren's chest, and his body flew upside down, crashing into a crumbling teaching building a hundred meters away.
The teaching building collapsed, and Wenren was directly buried inside, which frightened his two disciples.
"master!"
The two disciples screamed while their hearts trembled. They didn't dare to look at Su Yan at all. They knew that if Wenren was killed, they would definitely not escape Su Yan's palm.
There was a noise in the ruins at this moment, and Wenren got out of it, but his breath was extremely weak.
At this moment, his face was unkempt, his body was covered with dust, his hair became gray, and the beard at the corner of his mouth was covered with dust at this moment.
But a closer look reveals that the corners of his mouth are full of blood, which has been wrapped in dust, so I don't know the details.
But Wenren held his chest at this moment, staring at Su Yan, vomiting blood directly.
This punch made Wenren seriously injured, and all he vomited was innate blood, which could corrode a piece of blood when dropped to the ground.
Wenren's eyes were covered with a layer of gray, not as clear as before. It was obvious that he was much weaker than before.
"It doesn't hurt to tell you what I am."
Su Yan stood on the ground, looking at Wenren coldly, and said word by word: "I am a godlike existence!"
Wenren didn't change his color, but instead laughed at it, leaning forward and backward.
"God, you deserve to be called a too, so you look too high on yourself!"
A trace of anger flashed in Wenren's eyes. He couldn't think of that far now. The last force is the root, because he knows that he can't escape.
Wenren roared and rushed directly towards Su Yan. The light from the dantian kept on, and strands of cyan spiritual power floated towards Su Yan, like a soul, trying to restrain Su Yan.
"Just let you try the ethereal skill, blow the lamp!"
That spiritual power was constantly floating towards Su Yan, in all directions, almost every place was blocked, and there was no chance to escape.
Su Yan's expression was extremely cold, his slender arm was waving constantly at the moment, and Jie Yin directly displayed a powerful skill.
"Break it to me!"
The power of fragmentation is more than a little stronger than before, because Su Yan has reached the middle stage of Taoism!
This power rippled around, directly turning those repeatedly green smoke into invisible, all dissipated.
Wenren's discoloration turned out to be easily resolved by Su Yan, completely unmatched.
And Su Yan leaped forward at this moment, with his hands as blades, and with a powerful shattering force, he slashed towards Wenren.
Wenren hurriedly used his spiritual power to resist, while constantly evading, every time he was almost cut by Su Yan's blade.
Su Yan was slightly angry, and the world waved his hand, a majestic spiritual force imprisoned the entire Quartet, leaving Wenren nowhere to hide.
There was a sense of fear in Wenren's eyes, even with a sense of despair, and he could only resist.
But Su Yan's blade easily pierced his defenses and slashed directly on his arm, as easily as cutting a ham, directly cutting Wenren's left arm.
With blood splashing, Wenren's left arm was withered before it fell to the ground, and finally turned into powder.
Wenren's face was horrified. At this moment, the fear had taken over his whole heart, and there was no resistance at all.
Su Yan wiped the blade, flipped his palm, patted directly at Wenren, all three palms fell on his chest.
"You punched me three times and gave you three palms!"
Wenren was slapped flying by Su Yan's three palms. When he fell to the ground, a horrified hole appeared in his chest, the blood turned directly into black, and his spiritual power was madly dissipated.
Su Yan held the wind fiercely, did not stop there, and wanted to shoot again.
"stop!"
Wenren roared, his face convulsed, looking at Su Yan with fear.
"Don't kill me, leave me a dog, and my illusion will no longer embarrass you in the future!"
Ask Ren to beg for mercy, this is the only way, although he knows the effect is minimal.
"Forgive you, I agree but my fist disagrees!"
Su Yan sneered, his palm changed, and he clenched his fist directly, hitting Wenren's dantian with a punch, shattering his dantian.
Wenren's dantian was destroyed at this moment, and his spiritual power disappeared. The whole body was sluggish, his injuries were too heavy, and his heart was absent. After a few hard breaths, he died.