Chapter 419

The more the rain, the more it hit the area where Bai Chen and Mo Zhan were facing each other, splashing a layer of water mist.

At the moment, the sky roared, a flash of lightning cut across the sky, and then there was a huge thunder, which seemed to tear the sky, reflecting Bai Chen's determined face.

She didn't care that her clothes were wet at the moment. Yang Chaoyue looked at the thin figure in front of her eyes, and her eyes were almost dull.

Bai Chen quoted xuanlao's words, but it happened to touch Yang Chaoyue's heart again.

"Boom!"

A loud noise once again cut across the sky, and the lightning was extremely bright. The corner of Bai Chen's mouth, gradually evoked a smile.

Being able to fight one-on-one with tianlingwalker is a wonderful thing for him. Therefore, in the face of the fierce pressure of the spirit, Bai Chen is more excited.

The rain fell on the hard wind sword and gave off bursts of subtle trembling sounds, which seemed incredible.

Keeping the posture of holding the sword horizontally, Bai Chen gradually sticks the finger of the other hand from the tip of the sword to the body of the sword. At that time, the whole sword will tremble violently, and the voice of sadness will be more harsh.

"Come on, Mo - Chop!"

There was a roar of excitement from the deep of his throat. Bai Chen held the wind sword and cut it. An invisible sword cut countless water drops in front of him and cut away in the direction of the ink chopping.

Inexplicably, the speed of the sword was amazing. Mo Zhan didn't dare to neglect it at all. He held the sword in his hand and tried to block it.

"Bang!"

A crisp sound, in the air burst, ink cut was shocked again all the way back.

Seize his flaw, white Chen body suddenly move, at the same time, his hands quickly seal, and a loud drink: "drunk eight immortals third style, tie God Ling!"

Words fall, from the palm of his hand to fly out of a gold line, the speed of strange fast toward the ink cut winding away.

Feeling the extraordinary fluctuation of the golden thread, Mo Zhan squinted his eyes and stepped on his feet. His body rose up to the sky.

However, this tie God Ling is like a long snake with spirituality, and even looks up to catch up.

"With that, you want to beat me too!"

Looking down at the gold thread flying under him, the long sword in mocha's hand whirled rapidly, and a whirlwind cut turned the gold thread into a golden awn.

However, in this short gap, Bai Chen's long sword has stabbed his vest.

Unexpectedly, Bai Chen spared his back. Mo Zhan immediately gave a cold hum, raised his backhand and just kicked the long sword back.

"Heaven splitting palm!"

The long sword was bounced back, and Bai Chen didn't panic at all. He raised the palm of his other hand and patted the top of his head from top to bottom.

"Hunyuan Tianying palm!"

Ink cut a burst to drink, accompanied by a black spirit break out of the body, he is also instant palm high, meet up.

"Bang!"

The two palms collided with each other, and the terrible spirit wave broke out, blowing a crack in the ground under them.

This time the collision, two people almost equal, ink cut feet suddenly fell to the ground, shake up the water mist, and white Chen, is to follow the trend, fell to a tree.

Four eyes opposite, in this thunder and lightning rain night, burst out the sparks.

Just a moment's fight, Yang Chaoyue almost lost her chin. They are similar in age, but their strength is far superior to that of the barbaric country Qi Ye!

"Bai Chen, I'm so happy to be able to solve you myself. Do you know that you are the person I want to kill most in my life?" The ink cuts the long sword a finger, under the shock wave, the strange black fog entangles in the whole body again.

Looking at this familiar gesture, Bai Chen lightly smiles and hangs the sword upside down: "that's really a pity. You never have any weight in my eyes."

"You

Bai Chen's words, let Mo cut suddenly furious, he fiercely will sword a Yang, another hand rapid seal, a black wind column, suddenly appeared around him.

A moment later, with the sound of ink cut, all the black smoke columns, as if attracted by the general, absorbed into the sword in his hand.

"The Phoenix starts to smoke!"

In the ink cut drink, white Chen is also released in the hands of the wind sword hanging upside down, a light read: "drunk eight immortals seventh style, yaochi sea."

"Hum!"

See the long sword of Bai Chen weird hanging in the middle of the sky, ink cut the face of the shadow emerge a ferocious, fierce lift the long sword cut in the air, ten thousand black wind, at this moment toward the direction of his cut away.

"This is...!"

Under this chop, Bai Chen's eyes suddenly show a touch of horror, because that ink chop didn't aim at Bai Chen with "Feng Qi gunsmoke chop", but aimed at the ground between them.

"Boom!"

With a loud noise, the whole earth broke, mud splashed everywhere, and thick soil was flying everywhere. The aftereffect of the explosion shocked Bai Chen and Mo Zhan back, and vomited a mouthful of blood at the same time.Bai Chen, who was sliding all the way on the muddy grass and finally stopped, looked at the overturned earth in front of him and was extremely shocked: "this guy broke my yaochi sea view!"

Mocha, the ninth strongest man in the list of heavenly spirits, became the first one to break the yaochi sea view!

"Ha ha ha ha ha - Bai Chen, you are so naive. I have studied your move for a long time, and I have consulted experts. After guidance, I have known the weakness of this move for a long time. Now there is no yaochi to watch the sea. I see how you can fight with me!"

Master?

The master of guoshifu

Cold looking at the crazy laughing ink chop, white Chen two eyes emerge a touch of blazing ~ hot, such opponent, just interesting!

Because the eighth style of Zui Baxian has been accumulating power for a long time, it is not practical in one-on-one combat.

Now, Bai Chen goes all out, abandons the bottom card that may be displayed at last, takes up the long sword and faces the ink chop.

At the foot of the slippery mountain, their swords were overflowing and their fierce battles were lingering. The momentum of the battle broke out, and the rock walls began to break.

Looking at the crazier and crazier Junlang's face, Yang Chaoyue couldn't help trembling: "Bai Chen, he has fallen into the disadvantage..."

"Bai Chen, even if you don't rob me of the seven yellow glaze today, I won't let you go. You'd better die here!"

"Just a Weng dog in the National Teacher's mansion, he said that he would not let me go? She is Qihuang Liuli, and she is also Yang Chaoyue. For a person like you, don't want to be friends with her

"To be friends? Ha ha ha, it's so funny that you want to make friends with a demon! "

"Sword itself is a friend. How can a person with low vision like you understand this truth?"

A sword to boom, white Chen take advantage of the situation backward slide, at the same time the palm fiercely to the ground hard a clap.

"Heaven splitting palm!"

"Bang!"

With a loud noise, Bai Chen claps his hand hard on the ground, and his body is catapulted into the sky in an instant, rushing into the cold wind between the clouds.

Looking up at the figure deep into the clouds, Yang Chaoyue has turned into a fuzzy black spot. With her red lips slightly open, she hesitates and murmurs: "friend