Only the strong Martial Emperor can drive the attack into the ground, so that Jiang Chen, who is thousands of miles away, can feel the power of the shock. Only the Martial Emperor can kill a group of Martial Emperors like crushing ants in a dozen breaths. The strong one.

Thinking of this, Jiang Chen reluctantly reached out his consciousness to check, but there was still no movement. But just when he was about to take it back

At the moment of consciousness, he felt a majestic power of consciousness crushing towards Jiang Chen's consciousness.

However, the escape speed of the few people was obviously not as fast as the Martial Emperor's attack. All they saw was a dark green hand covering the sky, and the texture on the palm was clearly visible. When they grabbed Jiang Chen and the others, even the dense forest's The thick fog was compressed into balloons and exploded.

He can't even see anyone, but can wipe out everyone with just one big palm. This is the courage of the Martial Emperor, and only the Martial Emperor can match the way and courage of "Four Six Three" in his appearance.

The big hand covers the sky, as if it wants to destroy the sky. Jiang Chen and the others are like ants under its palm, endless, trying to gather everything in its palm. This coercion alone can defeat the will of all Martial Emperors.

"yin and yang!"

Looking at the endless, seemingly endless palms, Jiang Chen felt a sense of despair.

However, he was not the type to surrender. He controlled Fei Zhong's consciousness and roared at the same time as his body. His black hair flew, and with a sudden step, the Eight Trigrams Diagram rose and fell, emitting the light of yin and yang.

The yin and yang lights emitted by the two entangled each other, like two evil dragons rising into the sky, and like fish swimming upstream, facing the big dark green palm with unyielding and desire to survive.

The big palm is endless, with a thick and earthy taste. This is the invincible belief of the strong Martial Emperor. Facing the light of yin and yang, the dark blue palm remains unchanged, holding it in the palm of the hand towards the light of yin and yang, and due to the experience of crushing pressure.

The light of yin and yang flowed out from the palm like water, covering less than half of the sky, and competed with the powerful Martial Emperor with his big palm.

The yin-yang combat skill is Jiang Chen's strongest combat skill, which can kill the strongest warriors at the top level of Emperor Wu. If the two are combined, even the most defiant Emperor Wu can only be slaughtered.

But now the yin and yang combat skills can only weaken the power of the dark green palm, and cannot completely resist the dark green palm.

Jiang Chen's expression changed, and he gritted his teeth and stopped using the yin and yang combat skills. As for Fei Zhong, Jiang Chen left him where he was, while he himself fanned the Dapeng's flying wings and shot electricity towards the edge of his palm.

Without Jiang Chen's support, the light of yin and yang was consumed so much that Fei Zhong could not hold it alone. He saw that in a dozen breaths, the light of yin and yang was exhausted. If it could cover the sky, his thick and earthy palm was facing towards him. The earth is pressing down, just like dark clouds pressing down on the top, making people feel fear.

Jiang Chen flapped the wings of the great roc, exerting his speed to the extreme, and walked under the big palm that seemed to destroy the sky. As a strong man in the middle level of the Martial Emperor.

His own speed is extremely fast, but now he uses the flying combat skill Dapeng Flying Wings. He can reach hundreds of miles in one breath with all his strength. In a dozen breaths, he has already reached thousands of miles away.

The dark blue textured hand suddenly fell down, setting off billowing smoke. Such a magnificent scene was like a surge. In the smoke, a figure flew out like a rag and fell heavily to the ground. The blood seemed to be free of money. gush out.

The color of the green shirt originally worn by this person has long been unclear, and soil and blood have condensed into strands on his black hair. This person is Jiang Chen. Although he used extreme speed to escape being crushed into minced meat by a giant palm, But he was also severely injured by Zhang Feng.

However, at this time, Jiang Chen had no time to worry about his physical injuries. The desire to survive made his eyes blood red. He clenched his steel teeth and struggled to get up again, running desperately towards the south.

"Good boy, a mere Martial Emperor actually blocked my palm. It would be great if this person were promoted to Martial Emperor!"

Thousands of miles away, a figure also wearing a green shirt stood with his hands behind his back, with a face that seemed to be crying and laughing, but the eyes he showed were deathly gray, and there was a hint of admiration in his mouth, but his deep expression But there is fear and bloodthirsty everywhere.

He, Wu Qiong, was the strong Martial Emperor who could cover the sky with one hand, but at this time, his attack was blocked by one of the Martial Emperor's ants. Although it was just a casual attack, it was also a great shame and humiliation for the Martial Emperor. Must be washed.

And he is also extremely interested in combat skills that can withstand him.

However, there was no trace of Jiang Chen in the spiritual consciousness search room. After all, Wu Qiong originally attacked thousands of miles away, and now Jiang Chen escaped thousands of miles away. "Even the strength of the Martial Emperor's spiritual consciousness cannot be swept close to ten thousand miles away." Far distance......

Jiang Chen ran all the way and had already lost track of Hu Hu and the others. After running for a while, Jiang Chen still didn't feel the aura of the powerful Martial Emperor.

He couldn't help but relax, exhaled a breath of turbid air, his face turned pale, and his eyes flickered as he blasted a simple Cave Mansion on the short mountain not far away, and then fired a few spells that affected his consciousness, and he started to breathe in the cross-legged position to heal his wounds.

He was severely injured this time, and the might of the powerful Martial Emperor was simply untouchable. With the strength of his body, just touching the wind in his palm felt as if his whole body was being crushed with great force, and his internal organs were about to be completely vomited out.

After sitting cross-legged, Jiang Chen swallowed a handful of elixirs and carried Lei Yuan's holy water to recover from his injuries.

Different water is the most top treasure in the world. As long as you control the different water, your strength can be doubled. However, Jiang Chen directly Integrated Union three kinds of different water, or even ten kinds of special water that exist for healing people.

Now that the Lei Yuan holy water was swimming around, Jiang Chen had been deformed from being squeezed before. His bones and internal organs were burning with pain, but after being moistened by the Lei Yuan holy water, there was a hint of coldness.

Even the pain has been relieved a lot. With the continuous transportation of Leiyuan Holy Water, the original coolness has become warm.

This feeling was like soaking all the limbs in a hot spring, and even Jiang Chen's face gradually turned rosy.

I don't know how much time passed, but Jiang Chen opened and closed his eyelids and turned around. His eyes were peaceful and deep, and he sighed for a moment before he fluttered his sleeves.

I saw the corpses of the two old students from the inner courtyard who had been killed by Jiang Chen before, lying on the cold rocks, with the expressions of unwillingness and horror still on their faces.

Fei Zhong's body, controlled by Jiang Chen, has been beaten into mincemeat by big palms. Although Jiang Chen's combat skills are not weak now.

But they are only comparable to the top level experts of the Martial Emperor. It is okay to meet one person, but if they meet two powerful people, then Jiang Chen's cultivation level will only mean that he will be on the run.

Whether he can escape or not is another matter.

Under the Bodhi Tree, Jiang Chen's eyes were calm and deep, and his thoughts were like knives cutting into his soul.

This kind of pain is simply not something that ordinary people can bear. Even if Jiang Chen endured it once, it was still very painful to endure it again. He felt like he couldn't bear it and wanted to die.

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