Han Qianren released the pressure of the saint to the extreme, and the terrifying pressure was extremely domineering, blocking this space.
Since I decided to kill him.
Then you have to leave no effort to cut off the opponent's retreat.
otherwise.
If he is allowed to escape, there will be endless troubles.
This son's scheming strength is amazing, so he must not be kept.
Han Qianren raised his hand and blasted out a bright yellow palm force, which covered a hundred miles of radius.
Although the yard that Chen Ning bought was far away from the downtown area, the movement still alarmed many monks in the city.
People from the four major families also came from the news.
I was quite surprised to see the city lord fighting with Chen Ning.
Among the people who came to watch the Mo family, Mo Feng was also on the list. He squinted his eyes and looked at the two figures above the sky, shook his head and sighed: "Are these two people finally going to fight to the death?"
In the sky.
Facing the powerful palm force that was shrouded in, Chen Ning chuckled lightly, and a dragon roar sounded and a punch was blown out on his body.
Boom!
The fist light lifted the yellow palm force, like a stunning rainbow passing by.
Han Qianren was slightly frightened and said, "You are indeed not weak in the genius who can kill the Riven City, but it's a pity..."
He laughed loudly.
"It's a pity that you don't know how big the gap is between you and me?"
"If you are promoted to a saint, even if I have to retreat, you are just a Tianwu person after all."
After Han Qianren said that, with one finger, the fierce and fierce saint's power gathered into a world-destroying seal, as if it was about to destroy all directions and kill them.
The void shocked.
At this moment, the fierce attack that Han Qianren blasted was much stronger than the former Rakshasa King.
At the beginning.
The Rakshasa King was almost destroyed by the Jiuzhou Realm.
Facing Han Qianren, he was bound to win a blow.
Chen Ning smiled lightly: "Who said...I am not a saint?"
As soon as the words fell.
Chen Ning's aura that dominates the world and the world bloomed out. When he actively exposed his breath, the mysterious soil applied to his face was useless.
previously.
It was the mysterious soil that Sikong Xue gave him to him, which kept covering his breath.
Compared to Han Qianren, he was afraid that Chen Ning would run away.
Chen Ning was also afraid that Han Qianren would escape, so he waited until this moment.
"How could you...are you not the Eighth Level of Tianwu?"
Han Qianren was dumbfounded and stared at Chen Ning in disbelief.
The cultivation level that Chen Ning had revealed before was always at the eighth level of Tianwu. In Han Qianren's opinion, although he had won the Sky Blue, the holy medicine only works for those at the peak of Tianwu's Ninth level.
He never expected that in such a short time, he would be promoted to the realm of a saint.
This is also the reason why Chen Ning said it takes some time.
If you don’t become a saint, it is really difficult to understand the gap between the two.
It is a subtle feeling that is more insightful about the wonderful principles of heaven and earth.
If the monks under the saints practice themselves between heaven and earth.
After entering the realm of a saint.
Every move, even every breath, is in harmony with the heaven and earth.
You can borrow the power of heaven and earth.
It is truly entering the ranks of strong people.
When Chen Ning truly reached this state, he realized how shocking it was to be able to kill a saint with Tianwu in the past.
No wonder it often attracts horrifying eyes.
Chen Ning shouted lightly, and the saint's power was released, annihilated the terrifying offensive that Han Qianren blasted out.
The world roars!
The stars trembled!
Chen Ning did not use any martial arts and magical powers, but simply released the power of the saint, and then disintegrated the fierce offensive that Saint Han Qianren was proud of in the later period.
This moment.
Everyone onlookers was shocked.
Cold is generated throughout the body.
"Didn't he say that he was in the Eighth Level of Heavenly Martial Arts when he was in the Juexue Mountains? Why did he suddenly become a saint?"
"As soon as he became a saint, he could compete with Han Qianren's battle, so he should not be underestimated..."
"This is not the same as the competition, it is obviously a leisurely strolling in the garden!"
The heads of the four great masters also arrived one after another.
Everyone came to witness this battle that was related to the lifeline of Guyan City.
The owner of the Han family was shocked to see and clenched his fists tightly.
If Han Qianren is defeated.
Their Han family lost their power and would never have such a glory again.
The other three companies.
I can't wait to take power.
It has always been the intimidation of Han Qianren's powerful strength that made the three families honestly not dare to act rashly.
Han Qianren was defeated.
The Han family will surely collapse.
This is something he doesn't want to see.
At this moment, Han Qianren's face suddenly stretched out, he smiled and looked at Chen Ning, saying, "You are such a shocking gift. Even though I have never seen a person from the Gods, I think I may not have the style of you."
"If you want me to let you go, then you'll be fine."
Chen Ning smiled faintly.
Han Qianren's eyes swept over the onlookers, and then said lightly: "I just feel sorry for you, a genius man, will eventually die in Guyan City."
A word fell.
In the void, a complete human skin surrounded by blood appeared.
Compared to the human face that Yuan Ming used.
What Han Qianren activated was a complete skin.
It is conceivable that in order to refine this pair of skin, many innocent people died tragically at his hands.
now.
Even though he was watched by many people, he had no other choice.
Chen Ning was the first to become a saint, and he was breathless. He would definitely die without giving this trump card.
The terrifying resentment rose.
The wrath of the wronged soul.
If the resentment released by Yuan Ming was just a stream, then what Han Qianren bloomed at this moment was a vast ocean.
There were a burst of awesome exclamations in the crowd.
"Is this...evil skill?"
"It turns out that the one who has truly practiced the evil skills is actually the city lord!"
Many monks were surprised.
Only Mo Feng in the direction of the Mo family smiled. When he exposed his evil skills, the overall situation was decided. Even if Han Qianren won, the Han family would be finished after today!
...
"Chen Ning...How do you accept the grievances gathered by these tens of thousands of people?"
Han Qianren laughed wildly. At this moment, he no longer cared.
Biggest.
Kill everyone present.
As long as Chen Ning can be killed, he will still be the king of Guyan City!
"I said..."
Chen Ning looked plain and said slowly: "I don't care about your nostalgic business, but you repeatedly force me. Then, I will remove the cancer of you, the Lone Smoke City!"
"Arrogant!"
Han Qianren's face was distorted, his appearance was terrifying, and he rushed to fight with a craziest tide of resentment.
Chen Ning's eyes were filled with three colors of thunder.
Click!
He held a magic thunder in his right hand and blasted towards the resentment.
Behind Han Qianren.
A figure of Chen Ning also appeared, holding a divine thunder in his hand, and blasted out.
Thunder shook the world!
The world is bathed in a dazzling thunder lightning.
The vast resentment gradually disappeared.
The sacred thunder struck Han Qianren's body.
The violent lightning knocked him into pieces.
The soul shattered.
After a moment.
The lightning dissipated, and Chen Ning's eyes returned to a clear and clear look. At this moment, Han Qianren fell under the evil-killing thunder.