Chapter 117 Flame Storm
Although Yang Qian has never seen the power of inheritance, Yang Qian's heart trembled at the momentum that broke out of Zhantian.
"No, you can't let him continue!" Yang Qian gritted his teeth and flew to the war sky.
At this time, Yang Qian has made a lot of effort, and his success or failure is once again. As long as Yang Jian successfully stops Zhantian, the battle still has to be fought. If Yang Qian can't, he will fall into a hard battle. The true qi in his body was unreservedly mobilized by Yang Qian. The temperature of the whole space suddenly rose, and the hot waves suddenly rushed around. It also forced the people around him to retreat.
At this time, Yang Qian and Zhantian burst into light at the same time. The difference is that Zhantian is dazzling gold, like the sun rising in the east, while Yang Qian is fiery red, like a burning flame.
The golden light contains a sky-breaking momentum, while the fiery red contains a huge flame, as if it can melt everything.
"Human beings, there are few people in Tianfeng City that can force me to use the power of inheritance. I don't know if you are lucky!" Just when Yang Qian was less than one meter away from Zhantian, Zhantian suddenly opened his eyes!
A shining light suddenly flashed from the eyes of Zhantian and pointed straight to Yang Qian!
In this light, Yang Qian's body unconsciously paused, because in that light, Yang Qian felt an ancient and vicissitudes of life. This breath should have appeared in the world of cultivation, but with some opportunity, it came to Zhantian. The obstacles of space and the constraints of time seemed insignificant at such a moment. .
Zhantian moved, and his right hand grabbed Yang Qian at a very fast speed. The grasp seemed to break the void. Zhantian's right hand passed by with a fingerprint, as if tens of millions of hands grabbed Yang Qian at the same time!
It seems that the distance of one meter is very long, but Zhantian's eyes are just electric sparks. Waiting for everyone to see Zhantian's movements clearly. At this time, Zhantian's right hand firmly grasped Yang Qian's fist!
"Ah!" His right hand was captured, and Yang Qian also escaped at this time, but Zhantian's claws were tightly grasped like a pair of pliers and could not be taken back!
"Kka, Ka, Ka..." At the moment of catching it, Zhan Tian's face darkened and his right hand was strong. Yang Qian's fist was crushed by Zhantian like cotton, and the bones in his palm were also broken.
"Ah..." A painful howl came from Yang Qian's mouth with the broken bones.
It is common to win or lose. Although Yang Qian has come to the world of cultivation for just over ten years, he has experienced a lot of battles. Yang Qian has not suffered so much from beginning to now! You should know that this is the feeling of your bones being crushed!
"Break it!" The severe pain aroused Yang Qian's murder. Although his right hand was captured, Yang Qian could still mobilize his true spirit.
At this time, a storm suddenly hung in Yang Qian's body, and the storm rolled away from Yang Qian's tomb at the moment of birth.
Although the storm is not big and only a few people are tall, it is surprising that the storm is composed of flames!
At the same time, the people around only felt a huge suction with their bodies unconsciously leaning towards the storm. What was more frightening was that the suction was also accompanied by a violent high temperature, and people only felt that they were about to melt.
At this time, there is no choice but to retreat them. At this time, if you stay for one more second, it will be more painful, and other people will stay away from the flame storm!
Angry roar, with the irritability of flames, spinning crazily, the huge suction power seemed to want to involve everything and burn it!
At this time, Zhantian was also shocked. Except for Yang Qian Zhantian, who is the closest to the flame storm, the feeling of the violent temperature Zhantian is the most real!
The body was baked by the flame storm. At this time, Zhantian seemed to have been cut off his meat little by little with a knife, but the knife was not stained with any blood!
It's just that Zhantian's body shrank in an instant, and the flesh on the surface has smelled!
In horror, Zhantian hurriedly loosened his right hand and wanted to retreat.
"It's not that easy to run!" At this time, his face sank, and the flame storm suddenly increased a little, and the speed also increased a lot. In the blink of an eye, it was swallowed up by the flame storm!
If it were an ordinary flame, Zhantian could also escape, but the flame at this time formed a storm. With the huge pulling power and Yang Qian's intentional control, the speed of Zhantian was invisibly reduced. More importantly, there was no distance between the two. How could the war sky escape!
It's okay outside the flame storm, but the fierce flame. At this time, the war sky was vividly swept in, not only to bear the more violent flame in the center of the flame storm, but also to encounter the huge tearing force.
Yang Qian's flame storm is formed by Yang Qian's true qi. With the rosefinch's original life, Yang Qian's flame is no longer comparable to ordinary red!
At this time, the flame is like a bone-attached maggot. No matter how much Zhantian fights, he can't shake off the flame on his body. What scares Zhantian more is that the tearing force in the storm seems to tear Zhantian alive.
At this time, the war sky has been tortured by the flame storm. Most of the muscles on the body have been burned, and bones have been exposed in many places, but they are not white but black!
"Human, don't think you can defeat me like this!" Just as Yang Qian repaired the crushed hand bone, the sound of war suddenly came from the flame storm.
At the same time, the originally rotating flame gradually stopped, and a tiger in flame suddenly appeared in the air! The king on the forehead is clearly visible even if it is surrounded by flames.
The most lethal form of demon cultivation - ontology!
At this time, I saw the tiger suddenly roaring, and the word king on his forehead glowed again! Even the flame looked a little dim at this time.
Suddenly, the tiger rushed to Yang Qian with a golden flame!
"It's not good!" With a secret cry, Yang Qian hurriedly dodged behind.
At this time, Yang Qian didn't expect that Zhantian would have this hand. At the moment when the flame storm wrapped Zhantian, Yang Qian was completely relieved.
Yang Qian admitted that under the power of inheritance, Yang Qian couldn't resist Zhantian's punch, but Yang Qian also knew clearly that Zhantian could not withstand the burning of the flame after his transformation!
However, the situation at this time surprised Yang Qian. Even under the package of flames, he could fight back!
However, it is obvious that Yang Qian's speed is not as fast as Zhantian at this time, but Zhantian's claws have been patted on Yang Qian's body in the blink of an eye!
What's strange is that the claw patted Yang Qian but made no sound! The force on that claw has completely invaded Yang Qian's body.
Without any suspense, Yang Qian's body suddenly flew out!
At the same time, the flame on Zhantian's body gradually extinguished, but the charcoal black body was telling the pain suffered by Zhantian just now.
Speaking of Zhantian, Yang Qian only felt that his body was about to fall off at this time after being photographed. The seemingly ordinary claw was like hitting Yang Qian's body fiercely with a hill.
After seeing Yang Qian's horrible flame, Zhantian did not dare to neglect it at this time. Before Yang Qian could react, his huge body rushed to Yang Qian again.
"Ah..." Yang Qian didn't have time to straighten up and endure the severe pain and flashed aside.
"Bang!" A crisp voice, but Zhan Tian's tail swept fiercely on Yang Qian's body.
Taking advantage of his illness to kill him, this is the survival law of the world of cultivation. Being hit repeatedly has already exceeded Yang Qian's limit!
At this time, Yang Qian was like a group of mud and was beaten at will by Zhantian!
The body that flew out finally hit the door ladder and stopped, and a tiger in the distance was quickly coming to Yang Qian.
However, the world is always changing. Just as Zhantian rushed to Yang Qian again, a red light suddenly hit Zhantian.
In this light, Zhantian suddenly stopped and flashed aside. In this light, Zhantian felt the breath of death! This is not the danger of starting the flame, but a death!
Just as the war sky dodged, the light also roared past.
"Rumble"
Everything behind is twisted into pieces in this light!
After the light, a man slowly came out of the distance and saw the man breathing very heavily, and a fiery red flying sword was supporting his body.