Chapter 2282: Slap flying
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Overriding the Heaven
- Liu Ya
- 1167 characters
- 2021-02-18 12:19:43
"Eternal Pluto Power!"
"This is Prince Han's unique knowledge!"
"Prince Han unexpectedly showed off his unique knowledge all at once. This is the appearance of putting Chu Yan to death!"
"This guy Chu Yan used the Purple Mansion Realm to provoke the real fairyland.
"Although Prince Han is the First Level of True Wonderland, it has long been rumored to have the ability to challenge the Second Level. Today, when he performs the eternal Pluto power, he can just see it!"
Suddenly, Taoism and Divine Mind, countless light, all converged.
Rumble! The majestic glacial snowfield, covering the sky and sun, is like a moat, a high wall standing between the sky and the earth, and like an eternal frost giant, pointing to the sky and the earth, cruelly suppressing Chu Yan.
Suddenly, the void was frozen and then shattered.
Everything was swept away.
"That's it?"
Amidst the loud noise, Chu Yan let out a cold snort.
The whining sound, like a storm, gathered violently in his palm.
The vomiting blood is like the scorching sun and the scorching on the nine heavens. At this moment, he will melt the sky, stretch his head, and burn the world.
"broken!"
With a loud roar, Chu Yan raised his hand, a blood-colored spear, spurred by his strength, galloped with countless strength, turned into a rainbow-like light, blasted into the sky, and shot towards the ice sheet.
Bang! Everyone felt a wave of shaking, like the destruction of the universe.
The ice sheet was smashed to pieces by all eyes.
Millions of miles, tens of thousands of miles, like the ice field of the city wall owned by the city where the gods lived, suddenly appeared countless broken.
The horrible crack suddenly spread like a giant beast opening its mouth.
boom! With a loud noise, the ice sheet was completely shattered and turned into dust.
Prince Han's face changed drastically.
His body was trembling constantly, and there was an extremely panic expression in his eyes.
The many monks who saw this scene all around had their eyes popping up.
"Prince Han was actually suppressed!"
"What suppression, this is clearly crushing!"
"Prince Han is not an opponent of the Purple Mansion Realm when he displays his unique skills!"
"Isn't Prince Han the leader of the younger generation in the ancient Shenwu country? Is it just an exaggerated waste?"
A cry of exclamation, including voices of doubt, sounded from all directions.
If it was in the past, Prince Han would definitely fight with reason, and even go back to find the speaker to have a try.
But now, his guts are going to be shocked.
As soon as Chu Yan made a move, the billowing momentum was like an ancient giant beast stomping down, and the earth completely collapsed.
"No, I must run away!"
At this moment, Prince Han had only one thought in his mind.
Instinctively told him that if he didn't run away because of face at this time, his life would be lost here.
He bit the tip of his tongue sharply and spit out a big mouthful of blood mist.
The blood is sticky and condenses in the air without dispersing.
Prince Han muttered a word, and then shot out an aura.
In the blood water, thousands of formations immediately emerged.
These formations burst out with an extremely strong light, folding the void, and immediately enveloping Prince Han.
"Do you think you can go?"
Chu Yan let out a cold snort, his body vibrated, his blood billowed, his might soaring to the sky, and the scorching sun in the sky suddenly burned with golden flames.
The Eight Desolation and Six Combinations seem to be confined by the power of the gods.
Prince Han was about to flee at this time, but suddenly, he felt the surrounding space solidify like iron tongs.
Not to mention that he has left here in the void, even moving his finger, it is extremely difficult.
"It's over!"
Suddenly, a storm swept toward Prince Han.
The corner of Prince Han's eyes jumped wildly, and desperate thoughts rose in his heart.
He saw with his own eyes that in the storm, Chu Yan's palm was fiercely shattering everything, and all the surrounding formations suddenly collapsed and shattered, and instantly dissipated into the air.
At this moment, Prince Han only felt that his body was like a piece of paper, which would be torn to pieces at any time.
boom! A slap smashed the protective body, and the waves generated by the sound blasted the surrounding space to pieces.
The robes on Prince Han also exploded, cracks appeared in his Taoist body, blood and spiritual energy gushing together, and in an instant, he became a blood man, screaming and flew towards the distance.
This scene silenced the monks who were still exclaiming for a moment.
No one thought that Prince Han could not even stop Chu Yan's move.
It is almost like a strong adult man beating a baby unilaterally.
In this moment of effort, Prince Han's body flew away and hit the ground fiercely.
On this plain outside the City of Glory, the ground is ten thousand times harder than steel.
But at this moment, a huge pit was hit.
Prince Han's body was wrapped in thick blood and fell into the pit like a ragged rag.
Chu Yan stepped forward, and was about to stomped again, suddenly his spirit jumped wildly.
He barely hesitated, stretched out his hand and grabbed it in front of him.
Hum! At almost the same moment, a slender sword light appeared in front of him without warning, only an inch from the center of his eyebrows.
At this speed, Chu Yan can react.
I am afraid that most of the monks on the scene did not realize it, and this sword light would penetrate their heads and shoot their brains.
The moment he held the sword light, a chill burst out from the sword light, instantly freezing Chu Yan's palm and arms.
At the same time, Ling Fei, who had just left, appeared in front of Dakeng.
He put one hand behind him, and the other hand raised his sword.
It was at this moment that he blocked Chu Yan.
At this time Jianbing had covered Chu Yan's entire right arm.
But Chu Yan seemed to be totally indifferent.
He lowered his arms, his eyes were cold, and he looked at Ling Fei with a mocking smile on his lips: "Sneak attack?"
Ling Fei frowned, and sternly shouted: "Prince Han just saw that you are in a low state and has already taken the initiative to let you take a step, but you have to keep an inch.
Chu Yan, I will not embarrass you today either.
Frozen your arm, with your strength, before the trial of the City of Glory is over, don't want to unlock it, even if it is a lesson I will teach you.
If after the trial is over, you have the opportunity to enter my Wuzong, by then, naturally many people will teach you how to be a qualified disciple. "
These last words are already an unabashed threat.
The cultivators nearby, looking at Chu Yan's expression at this moment, began to become sympathetic from the shock just now.
A cultivator who had offended a disciple of Shenwu Sect before entering the Shenwu Sect, and no one came after him, at least before Chu Yan, it was unprecedented.