Vol 3 Chapter 163: Not Falling [Fourth]

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The teleportation array was opened, and Shang Wenxing's face changed instantly, and then the killing in his heart broke out!
Among them, it is indeed a fraud!
Although the teleportation did not collapse, the horrible tearing force of space burst out instantly. Shang Wenxing groaned and shot with all his strength to resist.
This little dared to calculate with him, really killing him! Shang Wenxing sneered in his heart and wanted to kill him just by virtue of this violent teleportation. It was too underestimated by the power of a monk!
"When the old man teleports is over, he immediately shoots and completely kills this child!"
Shang Wenxing's eyes flashed fiercely, and then he showed a little bit of hesitation, because in his induction, this altered transmission was about to end soon.
Things were as expected, his body was light, and the horrible force of tearing away in space was dissipated. Shang Wenxing's face was white. In just two breaths, he was already worn out.
But at this moment, the little must be extremely shocked, and what is waiting for him will be completely tortured to death!
Shang Wenxing looked gaunt and looked up, but now Xiao Chen sneered at him.
"No, this little still has a second hand!" When she realized that Ling Ran was murderous in her smile, Shang Wenxing's heart broke out suddenly and he suddenly lifted up, just to see that the criminal law forbids the explosion. The sensation of the sensational killing burst out, leaving him covered with cold hair, completely covered by a crisis of death!
"Small has such a vicious mind that the old man will surely crush you to death without death!"
Shang Wenxing burst into a sigh, and did not fall into the air, bursting out without reservation, and resisted the strangulation.
But after three breaths, the person's eyes were angered, a few heartaches were crossed in his eyes, and then he reached out and took out a ball from the storage ring. This bead is about the size of a stone and has a green body. One of them has a small figure sitting cross-legged, and it is this Shang Wenxing himself who looks closely. Holding this bead in his hands, Shang Wenxing's eyes suddenly burst into endless killing, rushing straight away regardless of the restrained injury.
Numerous forbidden road injuries fell on this person. Although his face was pale and weak, it did not cause fatal injury. At the same time, there were several cracks in the beads held by Na Shangwenxing, of which the scaled-down figure opened his eyes at this moment, exposing endless pain.
Snapped!
At the moment when the bead was broken, Shang Wenxing paid the price of a serious injury and rushed out of the restrained strangulation. At this moment, the old ghost had no previous style, his head was scattered, his face was pale, and there was a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth.
At this moment, the seventh breath.
"Damn! Really it!" Shang Wenxing was furious in his heart. After Xiu reached the realm of not falling, how could he end up so embarrassed, especially when he was forced into such a situation by a junior infant. . The previously used bead is also a treasure. The monk deposits a trace of the gods. After the refining, the monk can condense in the bead, take it out at the moment of life and death, and offset half of the damage for the body. Such a life-saving magic weapon, I am afraid I will no longer be able to get it after being worn out today.
Therefore, this person's heart hates Xiao Chen's hatred, and the endless killings break out!
"Little bastard, take your life!"
Regardless of the internal injuries, Shang Wenxing adjusted all the mana in the collective at this moment and shot forward with a single palm! Although hard hit and less than 50% of the original strength, it was still a backhand to kill a young monk in the early years.
In the face of Shang Laogui's all-out shot, Xiao Chen's face was pale, and his uncomfortable pressure made him extremely uncomfortable. But his gaze was bleak and cold, with no fear at all.
"Sacrifice me two thousand birthdays, finger of silence, one finger of silence, kill everything!"
Xiao Chen pointed out, his face was instantly pale, the star-like eyes were dim, and his head was black. At this moment, it turned white, and a twilight breath exuded in his body. Even if the blood jade dragon tooth rice is continuously refined in the Na Li family, the vitality of the flesh and blood storage is still less than 2,000 yuan. Therefore, at this moment, Xiao Chen's instructions have already sacrificed most of his life and the physical body will show signs of aging.
Huang Quanzong chased and killed two thousand lives. He once resisted and did not fall into the magical powers. This time, I don't know if he can kill this old ghost!
A thick and withered Huang Guanghua shot from the tip of Xiao Chen's fingertips, flickering as if passing by for thousands of years.
Shang Wenxing's pupils contracted violently, and an endless sense of fear was born in his heart. This yellow light actually brought him a strong sense of life and death crisis!
Behind that moment was the punishment ban, Shang Wenxing retired, even if he realized that Huang Guangwei was extraordinary, he could only forcibly resist. And as a non-falling monk, he was not proud to allow himself to escape concession under the magical power of a Yuanying monk.
drink!
While drinking, Shang Wenxing's eyes were full of coldness, and his palm was even more powerful.
Xiao Chen's dim eyes flashed in his eyes, and Huang Guang and his palms met in emptiness.
Shang Wenxing's color changed instantaneously, and his eyes showed horror. This yellow light looked extremely inconspicuous, but the power was to speed up the flow of time and turn the millennium! Enveloped by this light, the palm of his hand contains magical powers, as if going through long years, the fluctuations are unstable, and the next moment will collapse. The palms are dying, repairing and then dying again. Between reciprocation, the vitality springs in the body, and after a few breaths, a hundred years of life disappears, which is called terror.
Shang Wenxing crossed with determination in his eyes and palm like a knife, before Huang Guang did not spread, he severely cut off his shoulder. With a moan, the blood spring gushed, and his complexion turned pale. But fortunately, he could barely escape the killing.
Being forced to break his arm, Shang Wenxing's heart was filled with hatred, but his heart was full of fear. The teleportation formation, the punishment of punishment, the finger of silence, Xiao Chen's repeated killings have already completely damaged him. At this moment, his arm is broken, and his strength is greatly reduced. And the most important thing is that he is not sure, is there still a second hand for Xiao Chen at this moment? Therefore, this person's heart retreated, and when the injury recovered, it was not too late to kill this little hybrid. In the current situation, Shang Wenxing has already taken care of what he is proud of, and the next step is taken, a little space fluctuations occur.
Teleport!
One of the great magical means of not falling into the monks, once it was successfully implemented, Xiao Chen took every effort to kill the game at any cost, and he would have to give up all his achievements.
Time, the ninth breath.
At this moment, Xiao Chen's eyes flashed fiercely suddenly, and one arm stretched out to that Shang Wenxing.
"Confinement!"
"Broken Air" magical powers, the cultivation of spatial magical powers, imply that the imprisonment of space and the binding of the enemy. Cultivate to the Dacheng realm, and when the idea is moved, it becomes void and imprisoned the opponent.
In the realm of Yuan Ying Yuan Shen, the monks were imprisoned and did not fall. The supernatural powers instantly swallowed, and Xiao Chen's nose and nose bleed. But under this supernatural power, the space ripples at the feet of Shang Wenxing suddenly abruptly. Break and pause.
Regardless of the serious injuries in his body, Xiao Chen flickered with his murderous hand. He stretched out his hand and brushed it over the storage ring. A broken sword suddenly appeared in his hand. Xingyun Liushui cut off without a pause.
Change the teleportation array to eliminate its strength.
Hit it hard with criminal law bans.
Two thousand Shouyuan silence fingers, wounding them again.
The shop was cut and ruined!
The four killings were continuous, and Xiao Chen did everything he could to kill Shang Wenxing, otherwise he would die.
Go all out and go forward.
The shop sensed the decisive trend of Xiao Chen's thoughts. The broken sword suddenly trembled violently, the sharp edge of the endless blast burst, and it was arrogant and domineering.
Shang Wenxing screamed, feeling the breath, and he felt endless despair in his heart.
The sword fell, the blood spring gushed, the corpse separated, and the gods were destroyed.
Do not fall monk, Shang family Shang Wenxing, fall!