Chapter 645 Burial Array 5

Layers of softness were forced away by the fierce fist, and then entangled again, removing Qin Yan's boxing power. Wan Liufeng retreated again and again, and Qin Yan pressed him reluctantly and hit his heart position with a more powerful punch.

Fist broken the net, and the net was born again.

Wan Liufeng's figure faded away, and he dodged like a reflection in the water when Qin Yan turned his palm into a fist. Qin Yan's fist was bloody and hit the air. He still didn't lose his balance, and his right elbow punched out brazenly to the side. Wanliufeng's body appeared from the void and trembled.

After the three punches were completed, a cold face appeared on Qin Yan's face: "Then try this punch again!" He said the fist, but what really attacked was the legs, with the sound of wind and thunder, like the whip leg of a big gun.

The wind cannot be avoided, and the wind cannot be avoided. Raise your palms to greet each other.

The palm is like a tide, and the dark red storm meets the soaring beast. The two huge forces collided brazenly, wrapping the surrounding space in the energy torrent, and the blood light blocked the vision. The giant beast came through the wind and waves, split a path from the storm, and smashed the sky behind the waves fiercely.

Wan Liufeng was shocked all over, retreated his palms, staggered back more than ten steps, and barely stabilized his figure.

Qin Yan sneered: "Can't the fourth punch stop it? And the fifth punch!" Catch up.

The fist was blowing, the wind and strength were stagnant, and the chest was like thundering. Seeing that this punch could no longer resist, I had to abandon the complicated and soft moves and waved my arms across my chest. Qin Yan's fist hit his left hand. After a muffled sound, Qianjun's strength surged to him, and the area below his left shoulder was numb. Qin Yan's residual strength rushed into his body, and his whole body suddenly turned into a battlefield, and a feeling of soreness and numbness spread all over his body.

He fell out, collapsed two walls, rolled over and climbed up, slowly oozing blood from his mouth, nose and eyes.

Qin Yan looked at him: "How does this punch taste?"

Wan Liufeng pressed his chest and calmed his qi and blood. The demon shadow behind him solidened again and said in a low voice, "What's the name of this punch?"

"It's called... Broken Sun."

"Breaking the sun, breaking the sun!" Wan Liufeng repeated twice and said slowly, "I can withstand this kind of punch three times at most. However, do you still have the strength to do it three times?

"I can still use it twice, and it's enough to kill you more than half of your life. By the way, your immortal master didn't come, did he?"

"He is attending the alliance leader's meeting in the tassel garden."

"That is to say, you are the only one responsible for this eight disasters?"

"Not bad."

"Then I'm relieved..." Qin Yan said, with awe-inspiring eyes and shouted, "Hao Chen, tell me the location of the pillar!"

Wan Liufeng was ready to meet the next blow, but when he saw that Qin Yan did not take action, he was stunned and heard Hao Chen say in a loud voice: "37 feet eight feet three inches away from the fire position, 48 feet six feet seven inches high!"

Qin Yan moved and came to the south cave wall like a virtual shadow. He stretched out his fists and gathered momentum. Two moments later, the momentum reached its peak. The wind and thunder in the air was accompanied by a faint wolf howl, and the heavy blood red pressed heavily on the stone wall. In a flash, the mountain shook, everyone stood unsteadily, and the roar stretched far away. After a while, something more than 50 feet away from here suddenly broke, and the disaster runes in the hole stagnated for a moment, and then dissipated a lot.

The power of this punch reached the ground more than 50 feet away, destroying the perfect structure of the burial array and causing the suppression of disasters to decline a lot. People's bodies don't seem to be so heavy that they can barely straighten up.

"Next!"

"Earthquake position, 53 feet, 6 feet 3 inches, 60 feet 8 feet 8 inches high!"

After two very fast conversations, Qin Yan appeared in front of another wall and punched out again.

It's like a giant dragon turning over and the world collapses. People's bodies are light again, and they see the dense disaster spells floating in the air running in a little disorder.

"The position is 67 feet, 2 feet 5 inches, and 71 feet 1 foot 4 inches high!"

Qin Yan was about to walk, but suddenly saw Wan Liufeng smile, his body suddenly moved, and his arrogant murderous spirit instantly climbed to the extreme, and the fist shadow drove a faint light to rush towards Yu Hanyan and others. Without power and momentum, it is a black light in the infinite killing, among which the danger can only be experienced by the Yu Hanyan facing each other. She had no doubt that she could not be hit by this punch. As long as she received a little strong wind, she would have to eliminate the fragrance and jade damage.

"Oh!" Qin Yan flashed and stopped before Wan Liufeng, and his body sank slightly. His palms staggered and firmly grasped the heavy fist, and took the opportunity to hold the end of Wan Liufeng's fist and twisted his wrist. Wanliufeng smiled ferociously and rotated half a circle with his strength, and the right knife cut his arm. Qin Yan raised his arms, and Wan Liufeng took the opportunity to steal his left fist.

The two fought together. Qin Yan's fist was strong, and Wan Liufeng fluctuated like a falling leaf in the strength of the fist, but he was never hit. Qin Yan chased and fought repeatedly, but his fist shadow was always a little different, and he couldn't get rid of it. Because as soon as he had the idea to leave, Wan Liufeng pointed his finger at the crowd and forced him to save him.

Qin Yan secretly screamed. The two punches that destroyed the pillar just now consumed him a lot of strength. Now he can use a punch to break the sun at most, but it can't kill Wanliufeng. When the strength is exhausted, it is inevitable to die.

At this time, Haochen said, "The water level is two feet and eight inches!"

Qin Yan's heart moved. In such a close position, may it be... to look for a flaw, it was Hao Chenang's own position.

'Does this boy have any plan to defeat the enemy and wait for me to go and have a look.'

He held this idea, and his momentum became more and more violent, and he looked straight into the throat of Wanliufeng.

Wan Liufeng opened his hands and compounded, turning into Liu Yun softly wrapped around Qin Yan's wrist. The noisy and powerful power converged in the soft light, turned upside down, led it aside and hit it into the air.

Qin Yan snorted coldly, and his whole body suddenly sank. Suddenly, a brilliant but tightly condensed light appeared in the void, as dazzling as borrowed from the sun, and there was a kind of loneliness from the blow of his companions. Lonely light, this is Qin Yan's initial light, contrary to the previous domineering momentum. The power of his whole body sank, and only this light was still shining.

In the face of this unprecedented move, the dreamlike light clouds began to worry about gains and losses. On the contrary, it condensed into a thick lead cloud as a barrier, and Qin Yan's initial light could not penetrate the haze. But his white right hand firmly resisted Wan Liufeng's palms, eliminated all the momentum, and took the opportunity to hold it, solidifying it even stronger.

"Come with me!"

With all his strength, Wan Liufeng, even if combined with the possessed demon soul, could not compete with this domineering power and was dragged aside.

The water level is two feet, two feet and eight inches.

There is a person named Hao Chenang.