Chapter 1187: Where is the limit of Lu Chen's combat power

Hearing the horror from all around, the battle was pale, and he looked up at the proud figure in the ruins.
A full blow failed to break through Lu Chen's defense. Zhan Tao didn't give up, and the pride in his heart forced him to growl unwillingly.
"Impossible, you are obviously only the six peaks of saints, how can they be so strong? I don't believe you can't open your defense ..."
Along with the low roar spread, Zhan Tao passed a decisive glance, and at the next moment, there was a painful look on his face, and then a more violent breath came out of his madness.
"Kaka Kaka ..."
Under the pressure of this breath, the ground beneath the battle began to crack silently.
Not only here, the vitality between heaven and earth, as if being drawn by an invisible force at this moment, began to swarm and gather towards him.
As the majestic vitality gathered between heaven and earth, the breath emanating from Zhan Tao's body also climbed in a straight line. It actually broke through a certain bottleneck and entered the ninth level of the saint ...
Coupled with the blessings of the Seven Star Divine Soldier Flame Gun, the breath displayed by the battle is actually comparable to the saint's ninth peak warrior!
Those warriors who originally thought there was no chance of winning the battle, after seeing this scene, their face changed slightly, but they also quietly changed their minds.
Battle is not necessarily defeated!
In this battle, the outcome is unpredictable!
Some people even think that battles will definitely win.
When he saw this scene in the battle, he did not like to be surprised, and he scowled with embarrassment: "Little beast, he ... he actually used the secret technique. Doesn't he know that even if the secret technique is defeated by Lu Chen, the secret technique is bitter After that, he will not be able to get out of bed for half a month, and the fight with Aoki is doomed. "
Zhan Yi saw that the battle was in a hurry, and he comforted: "Seven younger brothers don't need to worry. Although the secret technique is a bit troublesome, it is not unsolvable. As long as you are willing to spend some price, Xiao Tao can still participate in the battle of Aoki."
"Second Brother, what do you mean?" Zhan Yan revived and looked at Zhan Yi.
Zhan Yi chuckled and said: "Since Xiao Tao has broken through to the eighth peak of the saint, with all his strength, he is even chasing the nine saints of the saint, and he is already qualified to participate in the battle of Aoki. Fight. "
"That Lu Chen ..."
"Lu Chen will naturally play, and the eighth is only the eighth peak of the sage, so he will be wronged first and let him move out of the position." Zhan Yi decided in a word.
The battle was overjoyed.
Although there is strong vitality in the Aoki Spring, it is impossible to support too many people to absorb. Once the warrior wins, most of the Aoki Springs are absorbed by the five people who participated in the Aoki Battle.
In that case, he and his son battle, both qualified to absorb Aoki Fountain.
After absorbing the spring of Aoki, he hopes to impact the realm of the half-step king, and his son Zhan Tao will hopefully impact the saint Jiuzhong. Their father and son are the biggest winners.
When the battle was overwhelming, on the battlefield, the momentum of the battle was already climbing to its peak.
At this moment, Zhan Tao gave the illusion of a sage's ninth peak.
"Lu Chen, I will not hesitate to use mystery today, but I will also defeat you in public!"
With that, Zhan Tao shot directly, and saw that he clenched the sharp gun with both hands, and the elemental force surged, dancing again and again, and the majestic and pure elementary force moved with it.
Between the changing colors, dozens of flame gunshots condensed in front of him.
These gunshots exude blazing high temperatures, each one contains amazing power, and each one possesses the terrifying destructive power that shakes the saints.
Dozens of flaming gunshots are enough to impress the saints such as Warlord Nine Heavy Peak Martial Artists, and dare not underestimate them.
The battle loomed high and gave Lu Chen a cold look, then stretched out his hand, and dozens of flaming gun shadows suspended in the air swept through the sky and blew into the landing dust.
Faced with the offensive of Zhan Tao, who did not dare to underestimate even the saint's nine-fold peak warrior, Lu Chen did not dare to carelessly, he looked at the blazing flames from the sky and whispered.
"The second level of God of War!"
"boom!"
His breath also surged!
The breath that was originally suppressed by the battle, quickly caught up at this moment, even overtaking the other party.
Everyone saw this scene, their eyes widened, and there was only one sentence left in their minds: Lu Chen still had the power!
And when everyone was shocked and Lu Chen suddenly broke out, purple thunder surrounded Lu Chen's body, his hands slowly clenched.
"Boom!"
The sound of air smashing came out, and I saw Lu Chen slamming a punch, the purple thunder screamed out, turned into a purple angry dragon, and the claws of the open teeth danced out.
With one punch, Lu Chen didn't stop at all. Under everyone's horrified eyes, he punched like a wind. He actually threw a dozen punches in one breath. Each punch has a powerful force. Coming out as a purple angry dragon.
When Lu Chen closed his fist and stood, dozens of purple angry dragons swept the power of the thunder, and the blazing flames from the overwhelming blasting gun shot, one by one.
"Booming ..."
Loud noises rang in succession.
In the area between Lu Chen and the battle tower, the air has been shattered by the collision aftermath, forming a vacuum area.
The shock wave visible to the naked eye, carrying the power of destruction, madness, made the already messy battlefield completely transformed into ruins, forming a rugged deep pit. A corner ...
Under the impact of the aftermath, the personnel watching the battle turned upside down and were extremely embarrassed. Some weaker warriors flew out screaming.
Zhan Xiao and Zhan Yi looked at this scene in the field with admiration.
The battle next to the two was a bit complicated. He took a deep breath and then spit out slowly, saying, "That Lu Chen is really like a wicked man. The strength shown at this moment is no longer in me. Below, without using the flaming sharp gun, I have a fight with him and I have no certainty of victory. "
Zhan Yi heard the sense of loss in the words of the war, smiled, and comforted: "Seven younger brothers do n’t have to be under pressure. Geniuses like Lu Chen, the entire battlefield outside the territory is very rare. If you let him grow up smoothly King Feng is stable, but he does n’t know where he can go on the road to the king. "
The battle laughed bitterly, without speaking.
Zhan Yi's words are really shocking people. Is this the gap between genius and mediocrity?
In the field, the aftermath of energy gradually dissipated, and everyone could vaguely see the battle of the sharp weapon, staggering back and taking a few steps, and the land dust, still standing like a javelin, stood still and motionless.
Seeing this scene, everyone was horrified.
A battle broke out comparable to the sage's ninth peak power, still being suppressed by Lu Chen, then, the question is, how strong is Lu Chen's strength?
The question that arose in my heart was not just ordinary war-watching warriors, but even the half-step king who was warrior, was also somewhat curious.
He stared at Landing for a few seconds, shook his head, and with his strength, he could not see the depth of the latter.
Mainly, Lu Chenzang was too deep, and the people present didn't know much about him and could not see it. It was also a matter of reason.
Although Zhan Xiao is a half-step king, he is not a god. As long as Lu Chen hides his strength, he cannot see the depth of the latter.
Zhan Xiao shook his head, turned to Zhan Yi, and asked, "Second brother, can you see the limit of Lu Chen's combat power?"