He knew very well about his poisonous mist, and ordinary fireballs had no effect at all.
However, the temperature of Jiang Chen's fireball was very high, and it actually burned his poisonous mist directly. From this, it can be seen that the fireball cast by the opponent was not the kind of inner energy that an ordinary warrior would use to turn into fire, but a real magical fireball.
Jiang Chen had no intention of answering, but punched Baqi.
With one punch, a brutal killing intent suddenly erupted from Jiang Chen's body.
It was clearly a shadow of a fist, but at this moment it was charging out like a thousand troops, with a tragic flavor that sounded like the wind was rustling and the water was cold.
Feeling the terror of this punch, Baqi's expression changed greatly, and then his body suddenly shook, and eight huge snake heads suddenly appeared on his body.
Eight huge snake heads emerged, and one of them opened its mouth and spit out a hurricane, facing Jiang Chen's fist shadow.
As if fearing that this hurricane would not be able to block Jiang Chen's attack, another snakehead actually sprayed out a huge water droplet. The water droplet carried the force of thunder, made a rumbling sound, and hit Jiang Chen's fist.
The hurricane, water droplets, and fist shadows collided one after another.
Accompanied by two muffled sounds of "bang bang", whether it was water droplets or hurricanes under the shadow of the fist, they exploded instantly like an egg shell meeting a big hammer.
The fist shadow still carried a bleak killing intent and continued to attack Baqi.
When Baqi saw this, the other six snake heads moved one after another, spitting out flames, boulders and other attacks, and smashed crazily on Jiang Chen's fist shadow.
In the end, Jiang Chen's fist was exploded by the successive attacks.
Even though Jiang Chen's attack had been neutralized, Baqi did not dare to show any signs of neglect. A huge tail extended from behind him, raised high and then smashed down directly in the direction of Jiang Chen.
The billowing true energy exploded, wrapped in the snake's tail, with an earth-shattering fluctuation, and hit Jiang Chen like a huge mountain.
Yan Wuliang, who was not far away, couldn't help but nodded appreciatively when he saw this.
Baqi is a snake demon. If he goes to the planet where they are, he will definitely be noticed by some ancient religions and reach a higher level.
After all, the planet they were on rarely saw Vipers with such pure bloodline.
Seeing the Yamata no Orochi's tail crashing down like a huge mountain, Jiang Chen knew that it would be difficult for his fist shadow to kill the opponent.
It seems that he can't even use the flying sword if he doesn't want to.
Without any further hesitation, he opened his hand and the flying sword fell into his hand. Then he raised the flying sword with one hand and struck directly forward.
With a sword strike, extremely violent zhenqi immediately poured into the flying sword crazily, making the flying sword suddenly shine brightly, and then brought out an extremely broad sword light, like a fan that was magnified dozens of times.
Like a huge door panel, it hit the huge snake tail that had not completely fallen down with a bang. www.bǐqυgetν.℃ǒm
With a "chi la" sound, the sword light sank directly into the snake's tail, causing Baqi's mouth to let out a shrill scream. The tail was swept against the mountain wall with a bang due to the stinging pain.
Above it, a big crater was created in the mountain wall.
"idiot!"
Baqi was angry, and his sixteen pairs of vertical pupils seemed to be spitting out flames.
At this time, the flying sword in Jiang Chen's hand moved again, bringing up a broad sword light that was a hundred meters long, and struck directly at Baqi's body.
The breath of death crushed down, making Baqi dare not continue to be angry. The eight heads opened their mouths almost at the same time and sprayed out a stream of true energy attacks.
Fire, hurricane, boulders, ice...
All kinds of attacks overwhelmingly hit Jiang Chen's sword light.
Unfortunately, it's of no use.
In front of the sword light, these attacks were as fragile as tofu under the sword, and they collapsed one after another.
"Not good!" When the sword light appeared above one of the snake heads, Baqi immediately knew that something was not good.
However, it was too late. With a "puff", one of his snake heads was directly chopped off by the sword light and fell to the ground.
This caused Baqi, who had completely transformed into a snake body, to twitch crazily, looking extremely painful.
The next second, the flying sword turned into a stream of light and suddenly shot out.
Jiang Chen, who has entered the Danjie stage, takes action with all his strength for the first time.
Driven by his powerful spiritual consciousness, the speed of the flying sword was countless times faster than during the foundation building stage.
The sword light shuttled like lightning, piercing through the remaining seven heads of Baqi one after another, and finally returned to Jiang Chen's hand with a hiss, and was held by Jiang Chen, pointing directly at Yan Wuliang not far away.
The light in Baqi's eyes dimmed quickly, and then the huge body hit the ground with a bang, cracking the ground.
Baqi's huge body fell to the ground, and there was no movement at all.
In other words, Baqi has been killed by Jiang Chen.
Because everything happened so fast, Yan Wuliang didn't even have time to save him.
Seeing Baqi's body being smashed down, Yan Wuliang came back to his senses, and his expression immediately became very ugly.
"You actually killed Baqi?" Yan Wuliang looked at Jiang Chen and asked in shock and anger.
Jiang Chen flicked the flying sword in his hand and said, "What, you want to avenge him?"
"Humph, your Excellency is also a great monk in the Dan-formation stage. Don't you feel ashamed to take action against a junior?" Although he was very angry, Yan Wuliang did not take action immediately.
The main reason was that Jiang Chen's combat power seemed to be no lower than his, which made him a little afraid of Jiang Chen.
As one of the talented people of Wan Yao Mountain, he has always taken his own life very seriously. He will not take action easily unless it is necessary or absolutely certain.
"Junior? Haha, this guy has been alive for who knows how many years. I am only in my thirties. When talking about juniors, I am the junior, right? Besides, people are going to kill me, so why don't I be allowed to fight back?"
Jiang Chen snorted coldly.
Hearing this, Yan Wuliang wanted to say something else, but the ground around him suddenly shook.
There was a rumble not far away.
This made Yan Wuliang's expression change greatly, and his consciousness quickly swept away.
When he saw countless caves collapsing crazily, a look of horror appeared on his face, and then he sacrificed his leaf magic weapon without thinking, and then rushed upward.
At the same time, he waved his hand, and a small golden umbrella appeared in his hand, and he hit it on top of his head.
Then, a spiral beam of light erupted from the small umbrella. This beam of light penetrated the mountain wall above, like a huge drill bit drilling crazily into the mountain, causing countless rocks to fall crazily, and he
I, on the other hand, was climbing crazily with a small umbrella.