Thunder Martial

There are many wounds on Zichen's body, and he looks very miserable.

But his aura still exists, not even as weak as everyone imagined.

As for death, it is even more impossible.

He stood up again, and then everyone found that there was no wound on his head, and the sleeves on his arms had been destroyed by countless gunshots.

You know, his robe is exclusive to the holy talisman master, and there are many talisman formations on it, and its defensive power is extremely amazing.

But at this time, it still turned into a strip of rags, hanging on his body.

The rain of guns that even the magic robe could not stop did not leave any marks on Zichen's arms, except for countless white spots.

Seeing those white spots, everyone was shocked, secretly guessing, could it be that Zichen's arms are stronger than the Holy Spirit's weapons?

Standing up, Zichen looked at the immortal war in front of him, his eyes became colder, and he was grateful in his heart, if it wasn't for the protection of the holy bones, he would really be doomed this time.

But the other party is also uncomfortable, eighty-one ghosts are annihilating the soul of the other party at this moment, and the corners of Xian Zhan's eyes are twitching, obviously enduring endless pain.

"You're dying."

Zi Chen said, his voice was indifferent.

"As long as I kill you, everything is still in time!"

With a thought in his mind, Xian Zhan roared angrily, and went straight to Zi Chen.

"Gun Nine!"

Xian Zhan stabbed forward with a spear, and saw ripples from the spear in his hand, which instantly turned into nine identical spears, carrying terrifying power, and went straight to Zichen.

Obviously, he wanted to take advantage of the time his soul was still able to hold on, to kill Zi Chen in advance and resolve his own crisis.

Zi Chen clenched his fists tightly, and black flames lingered on his fists.

Right now, facing such a strong person, Zi Chen's power of holy thunder has lost its effect, and he can only use Hei Yan.

Hei Yan was on top of the fist, and Zi Chen inspired the sacred bone under his feet, and his speed was displayed to the extreme.

He punches.

in an instant,

The two fists turned into nine fists, and met the incoming battle gun.

boom!

boom!

...

The battle gun and fist light exploded in an instant, and the tyrannical power surged.

With the power of this shock, Zi Chen retreated quickly. Right now, he doesn't want to confront Xian Zhan head-on, as long as he waits patiently, the opponent's soul will be killed by eighty-one ghosts.

Everything is just a matter of time.

But Xian Zhan naturally doesn't think so, he presses every step of the way, and his speed is very fast, even if Zi Chen uses the sacred bones of both feet, the speed explodes, he still can't get rid of the opponent.

"Gun Six!"

Xian Zhan yelled again, this time the shocking long spear only manifested six spears, the number was significantly reduced, but the power increased several times.

Facing the incoming gun light, Zi Chen, who had nowhere to dodge, had no choice but to continue punching.

boom!

boom!

boom!

With the explosion of the six spear lights, Zi Chen was blown away by the powerful force, and at the same time, he felt severe pain in his hands.

Even if it is the sacred bone right now, it still reaches the limit of strength.

The combat power of the opponent is simply too terrifying.

Those holy spirits who were planning to take advantage of it in the distance had already stopped, not daring to continue advancing, and could only quietly wait for the opportunity.

"Gun Three!"

Xian Zhan's voice sounded again, indifferent and cold.

One shot turned into three shots, and the power contained in these three shots was even more terrifying, as if even the void space was about to be torn apart, the sharp whistling sound came out, and the nearby Lei Lan seemed to have suffered a soul attack , very uncomfortable.

In desperation, she had no choice but to continue to retreat.

Up to now, the pain that Xian Zhan has endured is unimaginable, and the soul breath that has been suppressed before has also begun to disappear at this time.

He knew that his time was running out, and there was a bit of ferocity on that heroic face.

The dangerous breath came oncoming, Zichen felt the threat of death from it, he knew that he had to do his best.

Facing the crisis of life and death, he no longer dared to have any scruples, Hei Yan mobilized as many as possible.

This time, Hei Yan filled his whole body, as high as a flame, and burned up.

Looking from a distance, Zi Chen's body has turned into a ball of fire.

Hei Yanhuo!

"This is impossible!"

The young man in the distance was already moved, turned his head to stare at the ink agent, and said coldly: "How dare you pass the complete Hei Yanhuo to an outsider?"

Shocked ink agent, only wry smile, "I said no, do you believe it?"

I definitely don't believe it, because the Hei Yan displayed by Zi Chen at this moment is like a complete group of Hei Yanhuo. This is the most complete state of the Hei Yan method, and it is also the most powerful state of the spirit-killing technique.

Zi Chen punched out quickly, and three groups of black lights appeared between the sky and the earth, like three groups of flames, releasing a strange aura, blocking the spear.

boom!

boom!

boom!

The long spear moved forward without hesitation, and fell on Hei Yan, causing Hei Yan to explode instantly, and the countless power of Hei Yan submerged the long spear.

Under everyone's gaze, the three fluctuations merged into one, and the vibration scattered in all directions, the void was distorting, like paper that was constantly being folded, and there was a faint sense of confusion in time and space.

Even though Lei Lan retreated a long way, he was still affected, coughing up blood and flying backwards.

Her face was very pale, and the aftermath alone hurt her.

In the aftermath of the shock, Zichen withdrew from Baizhang, and after stabilizing his body, the black luster of his whole body became dim, and blood continued to overflow from the corner of his mouth.

But at this moment, his eyes were still bright, and there was even a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Because he was the one who persevered, Xian Zhan was about to die.

At this moment, I saw Xian Zhan follow up again, his ferocious and anxious expression suddenly became cold.

"Gun One, Heaven and Earth!"

The indifferent voice resounded in this void, as if a strange force had been produced.

Before Zi Chen's eyes, the scene changed, as if he had come to a strange world.

In this world, there is only him.

No, there is one more shot!

A shot fell from the sky, shining light in his eyes.

He started to run away, but he couldn't get rid of the gun no matter what, as if this gun was everything in the world.

In other words, this world is made up of this spear.

This feeling only lasted for a moment, and Zi Chen came back to his senses. In his sea of ​​consciousness, the ghost's voice became extremely sharp, as if reminding Zi Chen of danger.

boom!

The more blazing black flames surged out from the body, burning violently.

Facing the long spear that was within easy reach, he clenched his fists with both hands, cross-blocked, the power of the sacred bone was activated, and he began to defend with all his strength.

When a shot came, the rainbow light shone, causing people to be temporarily blind.

There was severe pain in Zi Chen's arms, as if an indescribable torrent hit his body.

His arms were instantly shaken away.

Xian Zhan rides a fairy beast, holds a battle gun, and goes forward indomitably.

puff!

The war spear pierced through Zichen's chest, the front chest went in and the back came out, completely piercing through, unstoppable.

The world became quiet in an instant, and the mighty aura receded like a tide.

Zi Chen's body was hanging on the spear, hanging in the void.

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