Chapter 277 Cen Guanling 8

Qin Yan clenched his fist with his left hand and also spoke to Hao Chen's palm without fancy, so that he could easily find that the strength of the other party was far above himself. After the fist collided and trembled, he found that his true qi was pulled by a strange force, and the blood on his fists had a faint tendency to dissipate.

Hao Chenang's understanding of the use of power is better than his.

While he was aware of his disadvantage, Qin Yan also reacted with lightning. He rotated his body, shrank back from his left shoulder, and concentrated his spiritual power on his right sword. The torrent of cold frost suddenly surged up and turned into silver-gray waves, breaking free from Hao Chen's hand, and then poured out/sword waves engulfed Hao Chen's figure.

Since I can't beat you with strength, let's try my sword skills!

After a moment, a vast white light emerged from Haochen's body, and then heaven and earth returned to silence, and all the shadows disappeared in pure snow white.

With strength, there is no clearness. The pure and huge power made Qin Yan suddenly find that there was nowhere to start, so he had to retreat and avoid his front.

This is the first time he has retreated due to a frontal defeat since this battle. Hao Chen, it lives up to its reputation!

But with his mysterious and exquisite footwork, it is also difficult for Hao Chen to hurt him. The two fought dozens of moves again and fell into a stalemate.

Qin Yan was secretly anxious. If it goes on like this, only when one party's spiritual power is exhausted can the result be achieved. But whether you can win Hao Chenang or not, there must be no life after this battle.

If the blood vendetta is not avenged, he will never die. Then, let's fight!

Just as he made up his mind and planned to fight for his life, he suddenly heard a pleasant roar across the sky from the hillside behind him: "Get out of the way--"

A long-sleeved figure suddenly appeared on the sloping rock platform on the half slope. That's Zhou Yueyi, the head of Mingxin Building. When she appeared, Hao Chengang, who had just slapped Qin Yan, flashed aside without hesitation, and Qin Yan also had an extremely dangerous feeling in an instant and wanted to shoot to the other side. However, an invisible force suddenly fell from his head, which imprisoned him in the original place.

That power comes from the sky. Looking up, when the moon rose at the beginning of the moon, a huge full moon covered the sky, bright and flawless, reflecting the clear shadow of Yueyi last week on the stone platform. She was fluttering in her green clothes and her long sleeves were flying, as beautiful as a fairy. However, this situation made Qin Yan feel a great crisis.

The moonlight is beautiful, but if the moon wheel is so large that it is close at hand, it will only bring fear. It was a magical moon, which attracted the power of the tides on the surface, and the blood in Qin Yan's body was also induced by it and floated up uncontrollably.

Zhou Yueyi stood proudly under the moonlight, and her palms were as fast as flowers and butterflies. With her movements, a shining female crown figure slowly emerged from the bright moon behind her head. The female crown was dressed in a mysterious purple robe, with long eyebrows and phoenix eyes. She was peerless, holding a five-petal lotus lamp in her hand, and a little cyan candle swayed in the lamp, cold and lonely.

When the light that seemed to go out at any time was reflected on Qin Yan, Qin Yan felt as if a mountain had been pressed down, and his shoulders had weighed a million catties, and would be crushed down almost in an instant.

He immediately roared, and the blood stained on his body seemed to boil. The cold star in the spiritual platform suddenly bloomed a dark light and suddenly dissipated most of the force on his shoulder. He shook his body fiercely and wanted to break out of the confinement of the moonlight.

At this time, the beautiful female crown in the moon wheel clenched the blue lamp and hummed coldly.

The gentle hum hit Qin Yan's heart, which made his heart tremble, and he only felt the sky collapse in a trance. When he hurriedly operated his consciousness and forcibly escaped from the fantasy, he saw the scene of the waves surging from the sky and the earth.

This time it is not an illusion, but Zhou Yueyi's true body. Since Tianyuan, if it has not been condensed into a Dharma phase, it can only bear this blow with its own soul.

The moon wheel shines high, and the light veil-like brilliance spreads all over the world. The tornado tides on the ground are vast and turbulent, which is about to completely swallow the small and immovable figure under the slope.

Seeing the tide approaching, Qin Yan raised his head and laughed up to the sky. Laughter spread through the wilderness, resounding through the six-in-eight wilderness, echoing among the mountains for a long time.

That's a proud smile. Facing the siege of dozens of first-class masters with one's own strength, it also attracted Tianyuan Master to take action with all his strength. Our generation of men should be so proud!

After the laughter, the waves came to him. He rose up like a thousand pounds of arms, and the power of the soul, spiritual power and blood gas simultaneously exhaled, converging into a huge sword shadow that seemed to split the world.

A sword stabbed out, and the wind froze. The stormy waves were divided into two halves. The cold sword spirit suddenly enveloped the world. The wave splash condensed into dense ice grains at a speed visible to the naked eye, and twisted and decomposed in the flow of brilliance, and merged into the unparalleled sword spirit in a blink of an eye. The sword was as powerful as a broken bamboo, running through the distant sea and sky, stabbing in front of the female crown in the bright moon, picking up the five-petal lotus lamp in her hand. The cold light of the sword bloomed, and the crumbling blue candlelight was completely extinguished.

One sword frost cold 14 states. If there is no Dharma phase, let the sword replace the Dharma phase!

In the blink of an eye, the huge white full moon and the female crown with light gauze and blue smoke slowly dissipated in the void. Zhou Yueyi's body trembled, and there was red blood in her eyes, ears, mouth and nose. She raised her head and looked at the peerless arrogant figure down the slope in surprise and muttered, "Why, it's impossible. He obviously didn't reach Tianyuan. Realm..."

But when he heard Qin Yan snorted coldly, he raised his hand and wiped the blood beads under his cheeks, and said disdainfully, "But a Tianyuan junior level dares to come out and be ashamed!"

Zhou Yueyi's body trembled again, but this time it was because of anger. She stretched out her hand and pointed to Qin Yan under the slope and screamed, "Indifferent, why are you still stunned? Go and kill him!"

The wild goose sighed indifferently, raised the sword of the blue sea, and walked slowly down the slope.

At this time, Qin Yan turned around and was about to go west, but was stopped by Hao Chenang. The two slapped each other, and Hao Chen's body shook, and Qin Yan took three steps back in a row. It was he who took the opportunity to retreat to avoid the attack between Hebufan and Wang Long, and he wanted to escape. However, just as he adjusted his body and just took a step, a turbulence suddenly rose out of the air, covering his whole body. Then, not far from the oblique rear, there was a mysterious chanting of Wu Qingqiong: "God's curse, divine power, divine anger..."

Wu Qingqiong's palms were empty, and a jumping flame gradually appeared in his palm. One hand was blue and the other was bright yellow, pulsating in the same rhythm as the halo surrounding Qin Yan.