"Oh ..." Dan Meng's ancestors had a sweet throat, and a spit of blood sprayed out of his body, dyed his coat.

He was shocked and never expected that Feng Chen's combat power would be so strong that he could hurt himself.

"Boy, I have to admit that I really look down on you. That move should be your strongest blow. I want to see what else you can do!"

Dan League's ancestor squinted his eyes with red blood, but for him, the more powerful Feng Chen was, the more he moved, anyway, in his opinion, how strong Feng Chen was, it was still difficult in front of him. To escape, as long as Feng Chen is dead, everything in Feng Chen's body is his own.

"Old thing, there are so many ways for Master, killing you is enough!"

Feng Chen slowly stood up from the ground. At the moment, Feng Chen looked extremely embarrassed, but Rao was injured at the moment. No one dared to look down on him!

"The teeth are sharp and sharp! I want to see what else you can do. If you want to kill me, take out your capital! However, you shouldn't be able to support it for a long time!" The ancestor of Danmeng sneered dismissively.

"Now ... it's my turn!"

After the Dan League ancestors finished speaking, the entire Dan League was instantly covered by the dark clouds and extremely gloomy, but his own momentum rose again at this moment.

"Feng Chen, let you **** famine!"

After the Dan League ancestors finished speaking, there was a layer of gray death gas on his hands.

Immediately afterwards, the ancestor of Danmeng waved a punch, and powerful power poured out from his hands, the earth shivered, and the space showed signs of being torn.

After the first boxing, the Dan League ancestors didn't make any stop, and the second punch was suddenly slammed into Feng Chen.

The Eight Fist of the Wilderness is one of the feats of the Dan League ancestors, and it is also one of the magical powers that Dan League ancestors have created since entering the state of the Lord.

The eight boxing genus of heaven is superior in strength, one punch is stronger than one punch, and one punch is more powerful than one punch. After the Dan League ancestors punched eight punches, the sand fell away, causing the sky to fall, the wind howling, and the ground grinning Countless cracks, because the earth can't withstand the fierce fist of the Dan League ancestors.

Feng Chen squinted his eyes, wiped out the blood on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were full of war.

"Well ..."

Feng Chen waved eight sword-mangs one after another to meet the ancestors of Danmeng.

"Well ... Bang ... Bang ... Hmm ..."

A series of collisions sounded, and in the blink of an eye, Feng Chen flew up, like a kite with a broken line.

Feng Chen was tens of meters away directly by Zhen Zhen. The inherited sword in Feng Chen's hands was stuck on the ground, and his blood flow was not endless. Even so, at this moment, everyone looked at Feng Chen with awe.

Even Yu Mingzi saw a tremor in her heart when she saw this scene. Feng Chen's combat effectiveness is too strong, even to be able to fight with his ancestors to the present, and even wounded his ancestors. He had previously foolred and fought against others, and they did not kill himself with a sword. They should be grateful.

"Old thing, isn't your **** fist bad?" Feng Chen grinned grinning, a smile that touched the injury in his body and made him frown.

Dan Meng's ancestor's previous blow once again caused damage to his body. In order to catch the Dan Meng ancestor's wild fist, the original body still has 50% of its true power. At this moment, only The next 30% is gone.

It seems that if you want to kill the ancestors of Danmeng, you must either use the taboo technique or make an exception to display the eighth-style sky of the extreme fairy sword. Now you can only let it go, and while you have the true yuan in your body, it is enough to perform Eight styles.

If the taboo technique is performed, the cost is too great. If the eighth type cannot kill the old things in front of it, it is estimated that Feng Chen should think about how to escape.

At this moment, the ancestor of Danmeng was extremely shocked on his face. At this moment, he didn't underestimate Feng Chen and put Feng Chen on a level with him.

Feng Chen shocked him again and again, and surprised him again and again.

"Old man, didn't you say you were going to kill me? Come on, you are a parallel importer, oh no, you are a counselor! Since you can't kill me, let you see what is magical!"

Feng Chen laughed a few times, and the power of Qi and blood in his body instantly surged along with his mind. All the power was converged on the lotus in his body. At this moment, Feng Chen, who was originally weak, continued to have momentum at this moment. Ascends upward, at this moment, he is like a victory over the world.

After Feng Chen finished speaking, he clenched the hilt of the inherited sword with both hands and continued to inject the power of the true sword into the inherited sword. After a few breaths, the inherited sword was shining brightly, the sword continued to rise, exuding a vast world but it was impossible. Elusive breath.

"Eight Immortal Sword Techniques, the sky is cracking!"

Feng Chen sang loudly, the momentum rose sharply, the real Yuan was swaying, the inheritance sword in his hand was shining brightly, the overbearing sword sentiment swept the world, and the swaggering sword swept the wild land.

"Cut me!"

Feng Chen held the sword with both hands, a sword was drawn, and a fiery sword arc flashed. Where the sword arc passed, leaving layers of sword shadows like essence, and the space rippled layer by layer. At this moment, the world seemed to be divided into two Half, the power of one sword is overwhelming.

"Chopping, chopping, chopping!" There was a fierce rush in Feng Chen's body, and a low drink came from his mouth.

In the sword arc, the sword destroying the sky and the earth suddenly erupted, like the ancestors of Danmeng.

"Not good!" The Danzu ancestor trembled in the face of this blow, and his heart even developed fear, as if this trick would be his old life.

"Ah ..." Before the Dan League ancestors had any movement, the sword arc drowned the Dan League ancestors instantly.

The domineering sword in the sword arc madly poured into the ancestors of Danmeng, turning into a wave of waves, destroying the body of Danmeng ancestors.

"His ... Feng Chen is just a metamorphosis!"

Wan Chuan can clearly feel the power of Feng Chen as a sword. Even if he tried his best to resist the attack, it would not help. He would definitely die under the sword.

The blood of the spider web-like cracks in the body of the Danmen ancestors continued to leak from the cracks, and the blood was dripping, which was unbearable.

"My grass! This didn't kill him!"

Seeing the plight of Danmeng's ancestors, Feng Chen kicked his eyes as if he saw something incredible.

Feng Chen was shocked. At this moment, the true element in his body had been exhausted. Even if the best elixir was used to recover the true element, it would not be restored in the short time.

If the Danish ancestors still have the power to fight, they will be in danger.

I have used the taboo technique and have not been able to slay the Dan League ancestor under the sword. This ancestor is powerful.

"Ah ... Feng Chen, I want you to die!"

Before Feng Chen came back to God, I saw a roar of the Danmen ancestors who looked like blood people in front of him. Then, the Danmen ancestors looked as if they had made a decision.

His own momentum suddenly became manic and kept rising.

"This ... half a step away!" Feng Chen frowned and groaned softly in his mouth.