Supreme Martial Dao

"Broken."

Everything is ready, Wang Chen launched the most violent impact at this moment.

咚...

Before the wilderness, in the eyes of everyone, Hong Zhong suddenly trembled fiercely, as if the next moment would be torn apart.

Hang...

Over the sky, the endless thunderclouds rolled over and there was an unprecedented thunder.

A thunderbolt is about the size of an adult's waist and falls down.

The moment of heaven and earth is suddenly bright, and everything is drowned.

Fighting...

Blood blood.

In the impact of this thunder and lightning, even if Zhao Heng and the other three elders teamed up, it is difficult to resist with their magic and spirit.

The previous Thunderbolt has already made them crumbling, and the impact of this moment directly caused them to collapse.

The blood is mad, Zhao Heng has a body shape, and his face suddenly pales.

蹬蹬蹬...

The other three elders who helped Zhao Heng were even more torn at this time.

The body shape collapsed for hundreds of meters, which stabilized.

Hang...

Over the sky, the clouds roll.

With the bond of the layer breaking, the thunder and lightning began to wreak havoc.

There is no time here...

The thunder of a thunderbolt was on the top of the Hong Chung, and the bells rang with the bells.

The earth trembled fiercely, and the Hong Zhong seemed to be jumping in place.

"Give me a break."

At this moment, in the roar of Hong Zhong, everyone heard the roar from the outbreak of Wang Chen in Hong Zhong, and the momentum was like a rainbow.

Hang...

That Hong Zhong was in a violent turbulent wave, and the black light rushed into the sky, as if it was a struggle before death, and returned to the light.

Hang...

The next moment, Hong Zhong broke out in the eyes of everyone, and he flew up.

Yes, this Hong Zhong, at this moment, was directly shocked to the clouds.

嗡...

The bell roared so that everyone couldn’t help but hold their ears.

Although it is already tens of thousands of meters apart, this sound is still unbearable.

At this moment, with Hong Zhong flying, Wang Chen’s figure appeared in the eyes of everyone.

When wearing a flame armor, Wang Chenwei is unparalleled.

His eyes glanced at the heavens and the earth, and the light shimmered like a stalk with a sharp edge.

"Fighting..."

The blood is mad, and as Hong Zhong is broken, the earthquake flies out, and Zhao Heng suddenly seems to be ten years old.

There are wrinkles all over the face, and the black hair instantly turns into white hair like snow.

"You... broke my Hongzhong brand."

The mouth is hung with blood, and Zhao Heng exclaimed.

Yes, he suffered so much at the moment, mainly because Hong Zhong was broken and his brand was wiped out.

"Hey, under my singularity, your Hong Zhong is falling apart."

Wang Chen took back Hong Zhong without hesitation, and looked coldly at Zhao Heng.

"Now, I will marry you."

A scream, Wang Chen chased the moon step.

"Tiandi Quan."

A roar, Wang Chen banged out.

Emperor Boxing, this is the move of the bloodline after entering the blood of the Emperor.

The blood of the gods, every promotion is the ability to comprehend the powerful martial arts.

It’s like the mad world at the beginning.

It’s a pity that some of the moves that were later comprehended are not too strong, and they are inferior to those of the Seventh Heaven and the World. Especially after Wang Chen’s acquisition of the treasures such as the Four Heavenly Seals and the Wan Guiling, those martial arts are not used. .

But now, this day, the Emperor Boxing is amazingly powerful.

It is even stronger than the few moves before the death of the Seventh, and the power of chaos and its scarcity, more blood bursting out.

Hang...

A fist banged out and swallowed the mountains and rivers.

咔咔咔...

The space seems to solidify, splitting into pieces.

Hang...

A sudden, the heavens and the earth exploded and fell into chaos.

Wang Chen punches through the endless chaos, tearing the heavens and the earth apart, turning into infinity fists, dazzling the whole sky.

The air of this punch has already made all the creatures with a radius of hundreds of meters feel trepidation.

"Good temperament."

"What moves is so powerful."

"This Wang Chen, there is still such strength, God... just a punch, broken the world, who can fight with it."

Under pure sun, no one can stop it."

Looking at the sky solidified, the space is fragmented, the black holes are endless, the chaos is in the world, and the people onlookers are all horrified, and they are constantly escaping in all directions. They are afraid of being involved in this endless wave. Among the powerful momentum, I am afraid of being torn by the distorted space.

Hang...

This punch, through everything, in a blink of an eye, came to Zhao Heng’s body.

Close the eight heavens and the earth, so that Zhao Heng has nowhere to escape.

"I am fighting with you."

Feeling the strong momentum of this fist in front of him, Zhao Heng looks pale and unparalleled.

He wiped away a trace of blood from the corner of his mouth.

I know that this punch is hard to resist, but he has no choice.

The strength of Xuanyue’s consummation suddenly broke out.

The magic is soaring, the black smoke is rolling.

In the hands of Zhao Heng, I don’t know when, there is a blood red knife.

This giant knife is turned into a hundred feet in the magical gas. Under the infusion of magical gas, it seems that blood is flowing.

There is no time here...

The space is more shattered.

This knife went away and resisted Wang Chen’s full blow.

The next moment, in the endless chaos, a knife, a punch, confrontation together.

Booming...

The sky is cracked and the earth shines.

Black light, red light filled the world, illuminating this ridiculous chaotic space.

The world is shattered and thunderbolts are rolling.

A wave of waves sweeps across the square, rolling up endless waves and winds.

"Broken."

After the earthquake, the Emperor’s breath that broke out at the moment of the Emperor’s Day of Heaven made Wang Chen stand tall. He looked down at the celestial being. He overlooked Zhao Heng.

Under the Emperor, all are ants.

Wang Chen looks cold.

Hang...

The outbreak of the gas wave, the power of the most powerful of the Heavenly Emperor.

咔咔咔...

The blood-red giant knife is under this momentum, and the cracks spread.

The best heaven and earth gods, at this moment in the Tiandi boxing actually produced a crack, the crack spread quickly, in the blink of an eye, all over the giant knife.

蹦...

The crisp cracking sound came.

The giant knife is instantly split, and the endless pieces are not even enough to fly out. It is the scent of the heavenly boxing.

Hang...

The Emperor’s fist smashed the giant knives, and the momentum did not diminish. The turbulence caused the waves to burst and swept away toward Zhao Heng.

"No... I want to kill me."

The blood in the mouth is mad, and his eyes are stunned. Looking at Wang Chen’s fist, he continues to rush. Zhao Heng’s pupils are rapidly expanding, and the eyeballs are almost smashed out.

He stacks his hands and tries to resist again.

Hang...

The magic is rolling, and Zhao Heng’s hands are in front of Tiandi’s fist.

咔咔咔...

However, the full force of the world's best squadrons can't resist Wang Chentian's fist, let alone the meat.

The soul is heavy, and in the eyes of the internal injury, what is the strength of Zhao Heng?

The crisp sound of the break came.

This is a broken sound, and the bones are broken.

Flesh flies, screams and tears.

I saw only under the Emperor's fist, and Zhao Heng's hands were filled with blood, and the white bones were exposed, and the next moment was turned into powder.

In the crisp voice, his hands disappeared without blinking.

Hang...

In his stunned eyes, Wang Chen’s fist was still on him.

In the roar, the blood rushed for nine days.

Wang Chen’s Tiandi Boxing runs directly through Zhao Heng’s body, breaking through the chest and appearing on the back.

砰...

Then, in the dull voice, Zhao Heng didn't even have time to continue screaming, and the body instantly split after Wang Chen's fist, and it was turned into an endless flesh and blood, floating between the heavens and the earth.

A powerful and unparalleled Xuanyue Daquan is a strong and powerful man. At this moment, he is annihilated. Even the bones are not preserved. The rest is endless blood and rain.

Death is the final ending of Zhao Heng.

Looking at this scene, as the battle fell, the scene was silent.

嘶...

After a long time, those who have withdrawn from tens of thousands of meters, it is only in the **** fog that Wang Chen is as proud as a demon.

He looked cold and indifferent in the blood, without the slightest expression. This scene made everyone mad.

"Dead."

"The bones are not saved."

"Oh my God... Zhao Heng was killed, there is no bones."

Finally, after the reaction, the crowd boiled.

The crowd is almost crazy.

"This Wang Chenqiang has reached such a point, and he shot and killed Zhao Heng."

"This is the strongest man of the 9th grade of the Xuanyue, so he was slain by him. There is no resistance, this punch is earth-shattering."

"This is not the martial art that exists between heaven and earth."

Everyone can feel the strength and violence of Wang Chen’s punch, they can’t calm down.

"This punch is very powerful, but Wang Chen can kill him with a punch, but it is mainly because the previous battle has already made Zhao Heng a strong end."

"Yes, Hong Zhong was broken, the soul was severely wounded, resisting the thunder and consuming the magic. His strength has not reached the great completion of the Xuanyue 9th. If it is the peak, there may be hope to resist this punch. At least not dead."

"Even so, this punch is still strong, under the pure sun, it is difficult for someone to be physically confronted."

Those strong people are even more emotional.

"This victory is destined to make Wang Chen shine in the devil world."

At the same time, everyone knows this in their hearts.

Wang Chen wins, kills the deputy lord of Lie Zong, the inside of the devil world, the younger generation, he is almost invincible, who can fight the spirit, this demon world, there is a place for him, the strong man, he has been able to touch.

"Want to marry me, you are not strong enough, you will die only for you."

When everyone talked about it, Wang Chen gradually erased the blood in his hands.

He looked at the world indifferently, muttering to himself.

As if to say to this piece of the sky, because Zhao Heng's flesh and blood is integrated into the heavens and the earth.

This Zhao Heng came to the fire country, this is to kill Wang Chen, but unfortunately, Wang Chen’s tyrannical step is that he can resist. In the end, he was killed by Wang Chen, this is Zhao Heng. Life.

Recovering my thoughts and watching the space gradually recover. Wang Chen looked cold and cold, without a trace of affection, but turned to look at the three elders of the Sun Yat-sen.