Thunder Martial

Fang Wudao did not expect that Zi Chen would dare to take the initiative to attack, which made him a little surprised, but more angry.

Because he, the number one member of the Fang family, was underestimated by an outsider.

He only heard him yelling, and a light seal flew out in front of him. The light seal grew against the wind, like a hill, spinning forward, causing ripples in space.

This is a soul weapon of extraordinary quality, and it is one of Fang Wu Dao's powerful methods.

Zi Chen's speed did not decrease at all, and the terrifying aura carried on the long stick increased by several points as he moved forward, and hit the light seal.

The light seal exploded with a bang, and the shadow of the stick dispersed accordingly, and powerful air waves scattered in the air.

A high-quality soul weapon was damaged just like that.

But for Fang Wudao, who is rich and powerful, this loss is naturally nothing. His face remained unchanged, and he waved again, and the second soul weapon appeared.

This is a long spear with animal designs engraved on the body of the gun. With the infusion of Fang Wudao's soul power, those beasts seem to come to life.

This is the Tiger Devouring Gun!

The reputation in the Fang family is not small, it can be regarded as a famous soul weapon, and it is invaluable in itself.

These beasts are all fierce tigers, but they are not engraved on them, but every time a war gun kills a different tiger, it will devour the opponent's soul and seal it inside.

The spear was swept out, and the soul of the alien tiger sealed in the spear seemed to be revived, and those pairs of red eyes seemed to be breathtaking.

"Go to hell!"

Fang Wudao fired his battle gun with all his strength, and a powerful aura spread out, sweeping around like a storm.

The twelve people who were in the soul state immediately backed away to the sides.

Fang Wuling didn't retreat, she was still standing there, her whole body was shining, her dress was windless, her eyes were fixed on Zi Chen, like a cold poisonous snake, ready to attack its prey at any time.

Zi Chen held up the long stick in his hand, and the thunder power still filled in his body frantically gathered towards the long stick.

In terms of the quality of soul soldiers, the long stick is a hundred soldiers on the holy mountain, so its power is naturally not weak.

Right now, as the lines light up, purple light fills the sky and the earth, illuminating the surrounding fields, and Zi Chen hits down with a stick again, this time with all his strength.

There was a roaring sound, and a huge crack appeared on the ground, extending all the way to the middle of the bamboo forest. Many of the Thunder Bamboo Monsters still wandering around the edge of the bamboo forest were torn apart.

During the surge of powerful energy, Zi Chen's figure retreated a few feet, his face was slightly pale, the previous blow with all his strength consumed a lot.

Looking at Fang Wudao in front of him, he retreated nearly ten feet. There were cracks all over the battle spear in his hand. With Fang Wudao's light exertion, the battle spear broke into several pieces.

With two consecutive blows, the two soul soldiers were destroyed.

Even Fang Wudao, who is rich and powerful, has a gloomy face at the moment, not because he feels sorry for the soul soldier, although it is indeed very precious, what he cares about is losing face here.

"The Hundred Soldiers from the Holy Mountain really deserve their reputation!"

Fang Wudao threw away the battle gun in his hand that had been scrapped beyond repair, and said indifferently.

Zi Chen's pupils shrank slightly, and the light shield in his left hand suddenly lit up, and he raised the light shield to block in front of him.

A sword light that turned from virtual to real suddenly appeared, and it was going directly towards Zi Chen's eyebrows, but was blocked by the light shield.

From behind, Fang Wulian, who saw this scene, yelled angrily, "Bitch, you actually attacked!"

This was Fang Wuling's attack, silently, if it wasn't for Zi Chen's extremely keen perception of soul power, even if he didn't die right now, he would have been seriously injured.

Because this blow was no small matter, even if it was blocked by the Hundred Soldiers Light Shield, there was still a chilly aura that entered his body.

If it had changed to a normal defense, it should have been penetrated long ago.

This is a real killer move, and it may not be able to block it if it is replaced by other people.

In Zichen's right hand, the long stick lit up again, and there was coldness in his eyes.

Seeing this scene, Fang Wuling's face immediately changed, and he was about to take away the soul weapon.

It was already too late, the long stick in Zi Chen's hand was thrown down immediately, and with a purple half arc across, the long stick passed Fang Wuling's soul soldier.

With a bang, her soul soldier was torn apart.

This is Zi Chen's attack method. He is already strong, but after using all his soldiers, he is like a tiger with wings added.

Swish!

The next moment, Zi Chen's figure disappeared.

"Back quickly!"

Fang Wudao in the rear shouted, and then quickly stepped forward, with another soul soldier in his hand.

Fang Wuling sensed the danger and retreated to the rear.

Zichen's stick was blocked by Fang Wudao, and a powerful aura spread out.

Then, with a flash, Zi Chen reached Fang Wudao's side and landed another blow.

One blow after another, Zi Chen continued to attack Fang Wudao, during which the soul soldiers of both sides collided constantly.

Fang Wudao's soul soldier was not broken, but now he was also entangled by Zi Chen, and it was almost impossible to shake him off.

Zichen used the shock fighting technique, and every time an attack fell, a trace of shock force would enter Fang Wudao's body through the soul soldier.

Fang Wudao, who claimed to be the number one member of the Fang family, was getting harder and harder to block, and his speed slowed down gradually.

Zi Chen's last stick fell, the weapon passed through the opponent's soul soldier defense, and directly hit Fang Wudao's chest.

During this period, a ray of light emanated from the robe on his body, it was the magic robe.

With a bang, Fang Wudao's body flew upside down.

After hitting the ground dozens of feet away, Fang Wudao coughed up a mouthful of blood.

And the third soul weapon in his hand also broke directly.

The number one person recognized by the Fang family was defeated by Zi Chen just like that.

But Zichen is obviously not that satisfied with his record. He is not afraid of anyone in the same level. If it weren't for the magic robe on Fang Wudao's body, the opponent would not be coughing up blood right now.

This is Fang Wulian's real sense of seeing Zi Chen's strength, but at this moment, his eyes widened and he was shocked.

He has been acting all these years. Although he hates Fang Wudao in his heart, he knows the strength of the other party. He is the number one person in the Fang family and the number one person in the world.

But he didn't expect him to be so vulnerable in front of Zi Chen.

"you wanna die!"

Fang Wuling, who was retreating, saw Fang Wudao who was injured and vomiting blood, and rushed towards Zichen as if he had lost his mind.

"return!"

Fang Wudao shouted, but Fang Wuling didn't stop.

Zi Chen's expression was indifferent, and he stepped forward, holding the stick down again. This time, there seemed to be more lines lit up on the long stick.

A bright purple light erupted, and a tyrannical aura surged out, and Zi Chen smashed it down with a stick.

This stick contained destructive power, the soul weapon that Fang Wuling took out was instantly shattered, Zi Chen's attack remained undiminished, and landed on Fang Wuling's body.

Her body was also thrown out, and even though the Faling Robe blocked most of Zi Chen's attacks for her, she was still seriously injured after landing.

The first and second strongest members of the Fang family were defeated by Zi Chen one after another.

Seeing this, the other twelve people immediately stepped forward and protected the two of them behind them.

Fang Wudao stood up staggeringly, he glanced at Zi Chen, and said coldly: "If you didn't rely on the strength of the soul soldier, you would never be my opponent."

Zi Chen was too lazy to talk nonsense with the other party, if the other party hadn't relied on the magic robe, he would have been blown away by him long ago.

Suddenly, a smile appeared on the corner of Fang Wudao's mouth.

Zi Chen felt bad, turned his head immediately, and saw a person appeared in the place where the Thunder Bamboo Spirit Seed was.

It was a man in black robe, the same guy who had failed to attack Fang Wulian twice.

"you wanna die!"

Zi Chen shouted angrily, and directly threw the long stick in his hand.

Recommend the new book of urban master Lao Shi: