Chapter 167: One punch knocks Little Moon God's head crooked
Jin Chan Buddha begged for mercy!
Chen Ping is overjoyed!
It's not because the other party is overjoyed to beg for mercy.
It's because the other party has finally shown its weakness.
"Fuck you!"
Chen Ping rushed in front of Jin Chan Fozi, and the muscles in his right arm swelled rapidly, then transformed and contracted, condensing all the power into his fist, and the air within a radius of a hundred meters twisted with his fist.
Jinchan Fozi closed his eyes, his breath changed again, and he stretched out a palm towards Chen Ping.
Chen Ping once again felt the power that reached the sky and the earth. His fist was huge on the Buddha's palm in front of him, but he felt nineteen levels of terrifying power, which directly made his fist crackle.
The energies of both sides collided at this moment, and an annihilation-shaped purple energy actually exploded, blasting the surrounding ground into dust.
The palms of Jin Chan Buddha's hands are intertwined with deep and dizzying textures, and the coercion exuded becomes more and more terrifying.
Chen Ping's overwhelming figure was pushed sideways at this moment. His whole body was wrapped up by the huge power of the Buddha's palm. He was knocked hundreds of meters away by the palm and rolled to the ground in embarrassment. His body was turbulent and blood slowly flowed from the corner of his mouth.
ooze.
"Good guy, you actually still have some energy left?" Chen Ping raised his head and looked at the young monk in the distance.
"Both each other, let's not fight anymore, right?" Jin Chan Buddha said slowly with his palms clasped together.
Even though his face had been beaten black and blue, a transcendent aura from the inside still turned into substantial pressure and swept over him.
Chen Ping's heart was solemn, and the pressure from Jin Chan Buddha on him was stronger than that on Mo Wentian.
Mainly it is an unfathomable power.
It looked like he was in trouble, but the sudden burst of power broke his offensive again.
If the two sides continue to fight like this, the outcome will be unpredictable.
Just when Jin Chan Buddha thought that the young man would weigh the pros and cons and give up, he saw Chen Ping showing him a bright smile, clenching his fists, and hammering at Jin Chan Buddha again.
"Fuck you!"
"Are you crazy?!"
Jin Chan Buddha looked at the fist coming towards him, and his whole body felt bad.
He did not hesitate to fight Chen Ping with great intensity.
Chen Ping can already feel the screams of his own muscles and bones, and can feel the overwhelming sound of his own energy and blood surging. This is a sign that his ant tactics are about to reach their limit.
But he still insisted on fighting.
Chen Ping is gambling.
The secret method of Bet Jinchan Buddha lasts shorter than his!
The two sides were fighting each other with fists and fists, just like two top-level awakened diamond-type beings colliding with each other. Golden energy exploded one after another, with a deafening sound of metal collision, and golden blood splattered by the two people.
"Arcane·Thousand Hands!" Jinchan Buddha suddenly pinched out a magic seal during the fight. As the large Buddha light spread, a large number of cyan Buddha hands appeared on the ground, grabbing at the young man's body.
"Are you the only one who knows how to be fancy?" The young man's eyes burst out with the light of magical power. He raised his hand and flicked it, and the scattered blood turned into bright red bloody thorns.
The reincarnation of all things, the thorns of blood hell!
The splashing blood turned into blooming thorns, piercing in all directions, piercing the green Buddha's hands one by one and impaling them on the ground.
Upon seeing this, Jin Chan Buddha wanted to seal the seal again.
Chen Ping's fist had hit Jin Chan Buddha's face hard, sending the golden Buddha flying hundreds of meters again, and a glistening tooth was knocked out along with the spurting blood.
Chen Ping felt the tearing pain in his body, but he was still laughing wildly.
"Jin Chan...why did you avoid fighting with me?"
"What are you afraid of?!"
Chen Ping laughed and rushed towards Jin Chan Buddha.
Jinchan Buddha saw the young man who looked like a berserker, with a bit of helplessness and grievance on his red and swollen face: "Amitabha, you are powerful, you are amazing, little monk, I will not accompany you anymore!"
Cicada wings suddenly appeared on his back, and his whole body turned into a high-speed golden light and shot out of the Tibetan Armed Forces Pavilion!
"Don't run away! Don't you really want to fight me openly? Come and fight!"
Chen Ping shouted while chasing him out.
However, Jin Chan Buddha's speed was too fast, and Chen Ping was quickly pulled away.
He had no choice but to stop and his smile became even brighter.
The bet was right.
This golden cicada's secret technique must be reaching its limit.
Chen Ping felt relieved and his breath suddenly became weak.
The limit-breaking backlash from the ant tactics came like a tide, making his whole body ache, dizzy, and his whole body became shaky.
"Be careful with tangerine peel!"
The woman's exclamation sounded.
The sky and the earth suddenly turned frosty white.
An extremely sharp flying sword shot directly behind Chen Pi!
The next moment, the girl turned into a purple light and flashed behind Chen Pi. A large amount of soul power spurted out, turning into a black crescent moon under the night sky, slashing at the flying sword, cutting the life-threatening flying sword in half.
Song Siyao appears!
She looked up and looked ahead.
There is a woman stepping on the mysterious yin energy, colorful neon clothes are fluttering, the sky and the earth are rendered into a blue and white color by her power, in the wind and snow, the power of the nine yin condenses into a sharp sword.
The frost-white warriors were densely packed, covering the sky, with hundreds of them.
Moreover, soul skeleton soldiers formed from condensed soul power began to crawl out of the ground. They held translucent blades in their hands, and their blue eyes stared at the two people surrounded in the center with a murderous look.
Leng Qiuchan, known as the Little Moon Goddess, had a slightly proud smile on her lips.
"Contestant Chen Ping... your condition looks very bad..."
"It seems I made the right bet."
Leng Qiuchan was frightened when she saw Chen Ping's incredible fighting power. After being punched, she kept watching the battle from a distance, hesitating between escaping and not escaping.
In the end, she chose to reap the benefits.
No matter who wins the final victory, the other person will definitely be left with residual health.
And she will be the one who takes the last hit and gets the biggest result!
"This is the Frost Sky Ten Thousand Soldiers Formation that I laid out with my own hands."
"How can your already weak body block my killing formation?"
Leng Qiuchan had a smile on her pretty face, silently applauding her wit.
"Don't worry Chen Pi, I will fight to the death to protect you!" Song Siyao stood firmly in front of Chen Ping.
Leng Qiuchan didn't take Song Siyao seriously at all. They were both soul awakeners. Song Siyao was a B-level early awakener, but she was a B-level peak awakener. There was no comparison between the two.
However, when she turned her gaze to the boy behind the girl, she found that there was no fear or anxiety on the boy's face. Instead, he sighed helplessly.
"Yaoyao...please give in."
"No! Chen Pi... I will never run away. I can't just watch you being bullied!"
Song Siyao bit her pink lips tightly and spoke stubbornly.
"That was not what I meant……"
Chen Pi pushed Song Siyao aside, faced hundreds of frost-white warriors and soul skeletons, and said with a faint smile: "I mean...to deal with these things...one punch is enough."
Leng Qiuchan:???
Song Siyao:!!!
The two women have yet to react.
boom!
An unprecedented terrifying force broke out again.
The golden energy stirred up and turned into a beam of light that shot straight into the sky, penetrating the blue-white killing array.
Chen Ping joins the ant strategy again!
"How is it possible...you..."
Leng Qiuchan hasn't finished speaking yet.
Then he noticed that the young man in the distance turned into a brilliant rainbow-like golden light, shining directly towards him.
Leng Qiuchan did not hesitate to control hundreds of soldiers to stab the figure. However, the sharp frost-white soldiers stabbed the young man's body, but were directly smashed into pieces by the young man's indestructible Vajra body!
As for the soul-skeleton warriors, Chen Ping ignored them even more. Waves of incense and incense appeared in his mind, which could crush the incoming soul-skeleton warriors.
Chen Ping rushed in front of Leng Qiuchan with overwhelming force, like a peerless magic weapon that cut across the world.
"Who told you that I can only use the secret method once?"
The young man's cold voice sounded in his ears.
A look of disbelief appeared on Leng Qiuchan's cold face, and Chen Ping's fist hit Leng Qiuchan's extremely beautiful face without hesitation, knocking the little Moon God's head off his head.
boom!!
The golden fist exploded.
It's like a big sun blooming and shining in all directions!
Leng Qiuchan's painful screams echoed around the world, and Chen Ping punched her in the face, knocking her into the ground and creating a big dent.
Inside the pit is a woman with a crouched body, a red and swollen face, a straight bridge of her nose that was crooked, and blood spurting from her mouth and nose. The protective film of the Starlight Order is releasing a life-saving light. Under the life-saving light is the woman's deep suspicion.
The expression of life.
Leng Qiuchan looked at the young man standing in the sky. Under the blazing golden energy, his peerless grace, which was like an immortal and a god, and his cold and extremely aggressive eyes were deeply imprinted in her heart.