Thunder Martial

Luo Chen's previously diffused sense of holy power covered the entire Luo Chen star, and most of the monks clearly perceived this horrible pressure in the battlefield.

This is pure saint repression, much more powerful than half saint.

After constantly retreating, Brother Luo felt this Holy Wisdom, he shouted out loud and his expression became extremely exciting.

They are highly motivated and have a strong counterweight.

On the opposite side of the Star of Life, their faces changed dramatically, but after the color changed, the killing machines that appeared in their eyes also became more intense, and their expressions appeared more and more hazy and crazy.

When the saints arrive, they may die, face the end of a possible death at any moment, and naturally kill one more, and earn one more.

At one time, the warrior Brother Roche was repressed again, and a large number of the brothers died, and the rest, finally invincible, immediately retreated to the rear.

Instead of pursuing the existence of the Star of Life, they fold back into the room, adjust their breath, and prepare for the final battle of life and death!

Though the saints are terrible, Rochen is only pseudo-holy. There are more than 300 people here who are not afraid of dying. Once the madness starts, even the pseudo-holy will have to be moved.

“Ro Chen has arrived, but the people of the Ro family have been demolished. Next, as long as everyone joins forces to kill Ro Chen, the forces of the Ro family represented by the Ro Chen stars will all be destroyed.” On the lookout stage, a powerful homeowner said.

“The young man was confident and believed he was not weak, but in the current situation, those servants were allowed to join the war and consume Rochen first.” Another landlord said.

This statement clearly stood on top of the big picture and led several other heads of household to nod.

In order to win the battle against Rochen, it was not possible to compare the cost of death, and they believed that those servants would not refuse in the face of that situation.

Because they were the ones who were going to die, a life could be lost at any moment, just like anyone else.

Being able to fight saints, death is also fierce.

Look at the faces of these servants in the arena, in fact, they've made plans to join forces against the saints of war.

“All of you back off.” A soul sounds in the sea of knowledge of the servants, which gives them a twinkling look.

“Your freedom is not easy. Everyone must live well. I'll take care of the next fight. ”

Listening to the sound of purple again, the servants changed their colours and their faces showed unknown emotions. It seemed that no one had ordered them to live properly for a long time.

Their hearts were moved, but they did not retreat, because they knew that freedom was not easy, and they did not want to lose it again. Likewise, they can see that Zixuan is in charge here, that he cannot go wrong, and that if Zixuan goes wrong, the hard-won freedom will be lost again.

The main thing is that they are not afraid of fighting, not afraid of dying, even if their opponent is a saint!

“Back off, this war I'm dealing with. Believe me!”

During the conversation, the purple steps forward, the surrounding golden glow, the atmosphere belonging to the anti-heavenly is fully released.

“Back off, all of you! ”

He drank loudly and sounded like a thunderbolt.

“Boom!”

At this moment, a tremendous earthquake came out of the dome, only to see the energy surge on the dome, the spiritual gas converged, forming a giant swirl, in which a palm print appeared in the sky and fell hard below.

In the heavens and the earth, a horrific threat emerged from the palm of the hand, perceiving this oppressive people, the color of the gods changed dramatically.

“Saint William! ”

“This is a Saint Strike! ”

In that shout, the handprint fell from the sky and fell down to the battlefield.

Under that horrific pressure, the one-way ban began to distort and eventually explode loudly.

Simply the aftermath of the repression is the breaking of the ban.

Though the battle of death has long been decided in my heart, the colour of the servants has also changed since I saw the palm above my head.

At this moment, only purple appeared in a golden light, rushing to the sky, punching towards the palm of the print.

“Boom!”

The two attacks collided and shocked, with the horrific energy centered on purple and scattered in all directions.

Energy passed, all the buildings around were damaged, and many observatories with them were crumbled, and many of the monks flew out under the impact of energy.

Purple punch broke his palm print, but his figure fell toward the ground as well.

As the figure landed, the purple figure continued to retreat, and each step retreated, a huge force poured into the earth through the feet, above the ground, outgoing rumbling shock, and a crack along the road appeared.

After five steps in a row, Zi Zhen dissolved the power of that hand.

In this confrontation, he blocked the Saint from striking.

The power of heaven against the blow of the saints, such a scene, shocked the people on the observation deck.

“The battle is certainly not weak, and the next thing you know, if those servants were to be used as cannon dust, maybe they could really kill Rochen!” A homeowner looked forward to taking five steps back, unharmed purple, silently said.

The energy swept, and there was chaos on the stands. At this moment, Saint Vincent came, and there was an extra middle-aged man on the dome.

“Rochen! ”

In this realm, the only person who can be called a saint is Rochen, who at first glance recognises each other.

At this moment, Luo Chen's face was also gloomy, staring at the purple, his eyes revealed Sen Cold Killer, "Is that you robbed my Luo's shop and killed my son? ”

“Exactly! ”

Purple stepped forward, like climbing a staircase, slowly rising.

And the servants, all of them, retreat.

“Let the servants back off. Is this to fight the saints alone? What a fool!” A homeowner on the stand was angry.

“Well, since I have the guts to admit that I will not kill you today, I will abolish your cultivation so that you can live a better life than death!” Rochen's voice was filled with resentment.

Zixuan laughed and said: "Don't be shy here. You're just a hypocrite in the district. Do you really think you're a saint? By the way, you are nearly 18,000 miles apart from the saints I have seen, and I believe that when a true saint meets a pseudo-saint like you, he can burn you with one finger! ”

Purple learned from the stars what pseudo-holiness was like. After Luo Chen appeared, the surrounding atmosphere was not suppressed, and he was proud to be pseudo-holy.

But it is clear that this level of holy power, the weakest holy power, is far too different from what he once perceived in close proximity to the peacock saint and the green dragon saint.

Purple words make the whole place quiet, even if he is telling the truth. But in this world, besides the true saint making such a joke about pseudo-holiness, who dares to make such joke about pseudo-holiness?

As for heaven, it is one step short of half-heartedness, almost two levels short of pseudo-holy, and there is an insurmountable gap between the two. Normally, the heaven encounters pseudo-holy, which is also a matter that can be solved with one finger.

“What a shameless boy, let me see what you really have. ”

In the eyes flashed a cold light, Luo Chen rushed towards the purple slaughter, under the action of the sanctity, his speed was very fast, like a light, instantly approached the purple, punched towards the purple slaughter.

“Whoosh!”

At the foot of the purple feet, a mysterious force escaped. Luo Chen's blow caused a pause, purple step back, that punch rubbed past his face door.

As soon as the blow went down, Luo Chen's body struck forward again, followed by another attack.

In this attack, purple body flashes constantly, mysterious energy continues to emerge, and every attack of Rochen arrives in front of Purple, an instantaneous pause can easily be blocked.

“No wonder this is so rampant, there are means, let me show you, Ben Saint's true strength and speed! ”

As the voice dropped, Luo Chen Zhou's breath became more powerful, his speed doubled, instantly came in front of the purple pearl, then punched towards the purple door.

“Boom!”

The violet energy surged and the purple body retracted.

All around them shouting, in their gaze, Purple had been punched in the head.

The retrograde figure stopped and a cold laugh appeared in the corner of the purple mouth, saying: "This is the fastest you can do, and it looks like nothing more? ”

“Faster than you, I'd like to see. How many times can you stop it! ”

Rochen echoed with a cold smile, and her figure swung forward again.

The energy sounded again, immediately followed by an energy blast, Rochen's body completely turned into a light, surrounding the purple attack, while Purple's body, is constantly retreating, looks very wolf.

Everyone who saw the scene showed their worries. He snuck up to Dren, who was hiding next to the stars, and his face was even more miserable.

The glowing expression also appeared nervous.

It can be said that on that battlefield at this moment, other than the people of the Luo family, there are fears in their faces.

“Rest assured, the purple velocity hasn't really shown yet?” Seeing the stars of purple velocity, he said faintly.

“Boom!”

Another violent energy shock, the purple figure flied out.

Luo Chen looked at the flickering purple, disdainfully said: “Is this your confidence? ”

The figure stopped halfway through the sky and purple wiped away the blood spilled from the corners of the mouth, saying softly: “Your strength is nothing but that, and your speed is even worse. But after all you've done, it's my turn. ”

“On your own?” The disdain on Rochen's face grew thicker and thicker.

“Sure!” smiled coldly, silver flashing over the purple back, the six-winged heavenly thunder wings appeared, and the lane thunder flashed on the surface of the lightning wings.

“Your speed, I've roughly understood, is now my turn to attack. ”

Speaking, the purple figure vanished from sight, like a transient movement, and instantly reached behind Rochen.

This speed slightly changed Rochen's divine color, but soon his face revealed a mockery color, only to see him turn around at a moment and punch behind him.

There, the purple figure just appeared.

“This is yours…”

Disdainfully, Luo Chen's voice came from behind him: "Here! ”

A fist shining with a golden light, carrying a powerful force, fell on Rochen's back.

Feeling the energy fluctuations coming from behind, Rochen's divine color changed and immediately formed a holy light shield to protect his back.

“Boom!”

Zizhen punched him and hit him hard on the back of Rochen.