88 palm, you are busy!

Chapter 88

"Ah!" At this moment, the eight elders stared at their Dantian incredulously, to be precise, there was a golden sword in it.

"You are not Ren Xiong, who are you?" The eighth elder looked at the man in front of him with a frightened face.

"Humph, old man, the Ren family should have died." Jun Yichen's face was cold and fiercely pulled out his sword to prepare to cut it down again.

However, the eight elders retreated rapidly, and their fingers were recorded on Dantian.

Dian, who had almost collapsed, suddenly eased again.

At this time, the elder's face withered rapidly, and the already wrinkled skin withered rapidly.

It was like a dry straw, and the bloody pupils were constantly sunken, but then a terrible breath gushed out.

The eight elders "crushed me" shouted, and the endless breath of heaven and earth solidified in an instant.

The "boom" body surface began to have a trace explosion, and the 30th-level old monster is really powerful.

The invisible atmosphere between heaven and earth seems to be real, constantly turning from tangible to invisible, and a breath constantly squeezes his body, and the whole body seems to be about to collapse.

If you look carefully at this moment, you can clearly see that the meteorite is like a huge deformed metal.

The body is constantly sunken, and a sound* flashes crazily with sparks.

One hand of Jun Yichen has begun to explode, but the strange thing is that there is no blood flowing out of the broken hand.

At this moment, Dantian, the eighth elder, has already been broken, and he forcibly collapsed and continued his life.

"Rot the universe, break it for me" The eight elders almost roared out. With that roar, there seemed to be an upside-down bowl between heaven and earth.

In the big bowl, there is endless power of heaven and earth turning into a storm of heaven and earth, spinning crazily.

"Ah!" Jun Yichen's arm collapsed again. As the big bowl kept approaching, the storm of detention seemed to drive the power of heaven and earth that had already solidified around Jun Yichen.

"Renjia, if you dare to kill me, you must have the consciousness of being killed." Jun Yichen's face remained unchanged, and his eyes were extremely sharp, like a real sword, pointing to the sky.

And the golden sword appeared on his left hand again, and his right hand was broken and his left hand was still mobile.

With the shaking left hand, a golden light seemed to appear on the golden sword, almost at the moment when the golden sword appeared.

The endless war storm between heaven and earth seems to have a slight fluctuation. As the fluctuation becomes more and more violent, the golden light above the sword becomes more and more crazy. The endless storm went crazy as if it had exploded.

The eyes of the eight elders were more horrible, as if they had no pupils in those eyes, and the last trace of blood on the extremely dry fingers disappeared, and the whole finger showed a dead silence. It's more like a dry dead skin shaking on that finger bone.

With the fingers of the eight elders, the endless world* became more violent. The storm within ten miles turned into a hundred miles again. In the center of the original *, the huge storm suddenly shrank and rushed out crazily again.

The heaven and the earth seemed to have completely fallen into darkness, and with the rotation of the huge storm, it seemed to have turned into the body of Jun Yichen, a crazy cutter of swords.

"Ah! Kill me!" The golden sword in the hand of the meteorite followed the roar of Jun Yichen, and a huge golden sword ran through heaven and earth in the middle of the endless storm. The golden light showed the shape of a sword, and the sword pointed to the sky, as if with the moment when the golden light flashed, the endless storm of war suddenly stagnated.

At that stagnant moment, the huge golden sword slowly fell down, and the endless storm seemed to surge like crazy, constantly competing with the golden light.

"Boom" his feet smashed. The golden sword pressed down a hundred feet in an instant, and the endless storm of heaven and earth suddenly shook. * More crazy. Following the crazy*, the right arm of the meteorite completely collapsed, but Jun Yichen's firm eyes turned into an endless storm and rushed to his left hand.

"Boom————" The golden sword was pressed down again, and with the golden sword, the fighting spirit between the whole world seemed to be cut open.

"Cut it!" Jun Yichen roared, and the golden sword burst into a stronger light, and the remaining half of his body exploded again, and the golden sword fell with the impetus of the explosion.

In an instant, the whole world seemed to collapse, and the huge storm seemed to be no longer so violent. The golden light was withered again, and Jun Yichen only had half of his body left.

The eight elders standing opposite seemed to have been fixed at that moment. As the old dead skin dissipated little by little with the wind, the last light in his pupils began to disappear.

"Impossible" Elder Eight made the last roar, and the last trace of vitality in his eyes suddenly disappeared. With the disappearance of the vitality, the whole body of the Eight Elders seemed to turn into a trace of powder and dissipate in the air.

There was no longer a trace of vitality in the hair scattered between heaven and earth. Only Jun Yichen with mutilated limbs is left.

"With a loud shout from Jun Yichen, the limbs held around him began to gather gradually, and in a blink of an eye, he returned to his original state again. At this moment, he is extremely weak. Although the meteorite can be infinitely resurrected, he can only slowly recover the spirit of war at this moment.

At the same time, the escaped teenager fled crazily to Ren's family, "Eight Elders, you Jun Yichen is too evil. It's terrible!" The teenager kept saying in horror.

"What's the noise? Don't you know that this is the important place of the Ren family?" Suddenly, a majestic voice sounded and woke up the teenager in an instant.

The teenager slowly raised his head, and his face still couldn't hide the horror in his heart.

"I, I..."

The majestic voice sounded again, "You mean that the Eight Elders are still in front of you, so how can they not come back yet?" There seemed to be a sense of anger in the majestic voice.

"Jun, Jun Yichen, evil sect, eight elders are in front of you," the teenager said incoherently.

The majestic voice of "Say, tell me the matter clearly" sounded again, as if there was a bad feeling.

So the teenager stammered and reluctantly made the matter clear.

And in the hall, the majestic voice did not sound again, and everything seemed extremely gloomy.

"Roar!" Suddenly, there seemed to be a shocking roar in the hall.

"Try, find out who killed Lao Ba" With the majestic sound, several dark shadows appeared around the hall in an instant, slowly disappearing in a flash.

But when the teenager heard all this, his face was more afraid. "The evil door, this Jun Yichen is the devil, and he can't kill." At that moment, the teenager seemed to become crazy.

At this moment, a middle-aged man sits on it, with a huge breath oppressing the whole hall, but the middle-aged man's face is extremely gloomy, "Jun Yichen"

At the moment of the name of the middle-aged man at the beginning of the year, he snorted coldly. With that cold hum, the tables and chairs around him collapsed in an instant and broke into powder little by little.

At the same time, Jun Yichen dragged his heavy body to find a quiet place and sneered, "Renya, since the day you were ready to kill me, we have been doomed to never die!"

Now the injury suffered by the meteorite is really too heavy. Every time the whole body heals, it begins to collapse, and it must continue to convey the spirit of war to barely maintain the body.

"It seems that it will take a few days to cultivate the meteorite to fully recover." Jun Yichen crossed his knees again and slowly condensed his physical fighting spirit.

In Tiannan College, there is a constant fighting spirit of practitioners. He holds a dark iron knife in his hand, which is dark, as if it can devours people's eyes.

"Take a break, take a break" Jun Yichen's face showed unbearable face.

"No, the most powerful line of life and death is not above that skill. What is really powerful is this knife. My ancestors relied on this knife to understand the line of life and death and kill strong enemies between life and death.

"En" Jun Yichen nodded slowly. He knew that for people who really needed to be powerful, the best thing for them was to practice and practice crazy. Only in continuous exercise can they truly understand themselves.

" boss, it's not good!" Pure water rushed over and shouted loudly.

"What's the matter?" Jun Yichen is very strange. What must have happened if this pure water can be shocked like this.

"The old man looking for you" pure water looked frightened.

Hearing the pure sutra said, Jun Yichen smiled slightly. I'm afraid that what the dean is most afraid of now is this pure sutra.

It is said that the last time Chunjingshui became his agent, his value rose again and again, and in a blink of an eye, he became a hot husi.

At that time, he saw a beautiful girl passing by, and he was so excited that he wanted to make the girl give in with his tiger power.

but he didn't expect that he didn't pay attention to him at all, and finally asked something that made pure water crazy, "Who is Jun Yichen?"

Hearing this, the pure water dried up and insisted on speaking, but I didn't expect to meet the old dean who came to pick up his granddaughter.

The old dean thought he wanted to plot evil. As soon as he slapped him, the pure water flew directly.

Finally, I knew that it was wrong, but from where did the pure water call the old dean immortal? Why? It means that nature is old but not dead.

"Ha ha, what you said makes sense. Every time the old dean comes to me, there is nothing good, and now I don't think it will be very good." Jun Yichen smiled faintly.

Although he knew that nothing would be good, the more dangerous it was, the more abundant it would be. It would be better if there had been another purple fruit last time.

Thinking about Jun Yichen, he began to enter the fantasy again. He has no resistance to treasures.

"Old Dean, what's the matter with me?" Jun Yichen didn't mind and opened the door with one hand.

"Well..., you're busy, you're busy first." Jun Yichen closed the door fiercely again, and his heart was about to jump out of his throat.