Chapter two hundred and seventy first: losers do not lose
"Chai Ying, madman, you see, that guy named Liu Yidao is pretty good. If the master gives him power, I'm afraid even Xie Ren won't be his match."
Lan Jue carefully observed the battle on the ground and said with appreciation for Liu Yidao's strength.
The so-called "empowerment" he refers to is the soul control technique mixed with the power of runes.
Although it cannot be compared with the power of Qin Tian's runes, it cannot be underestimated. The two are of the same ancestry and lineage, which is what surprised Yu Chen and confused him.
It stands to reason that the Luo clan has long been annihilated under the wheels of time, and no one else in the world can cultivate the power of runes.
What's more, if you want to practice, you need the Rune Iron Scroll, but the Rune Iron Scroll was buried in the dark forest tomb, so this is what Yu Chen is puzzled about!
The other two puppets in the sky nodded in agreement, and Zhuiying said, "Then Qin Chen is relatively weak. Judging from his strength, he should only have the strength of level three, but his explosive power is very strong.
Xie Ren can only deal with it now!"
The madman crossed his arms and said expressionlessly, "That's because Xie Ren hasn't used that state yet. If you want to decide the winner, it will only be in an instant!"
Lan Jue chuckled and said, "That's natural. How can the master's gift be ordinary..."
While they were talking, a long trace was dragged on the ground, and smoke and dust rose into the sky, blocking everyone's sight.
Xie Ren grabbed Qin Chen's neck and pressed him to the ground, rubbing him away. "Qin Chen, give up resistance!"
At this time, Qin Chen's head went blank, his neck was pinched, and it became difficult to breathe. The air wings behind his back became a bit broken due to friction with the earth, and he looked in a miserable state.
Qin Chen barely opened his eyes and said angrily, "Don't even think about it."
The iron fist swung hard towards the former's temple, and Xie Ren quickly let go of his hand and ducked back.
At this moment, the harsh sound of breaking wind sounded from the side, Xie Ren's cold eyes narrowed and he secretly said something bad.
However, the opponent's speed was so fast and fierce that Xie Ren had no time to dodge.
‘Bang’
Liu Yidao hit Xie Ren on the head with one kick, and the latter immediately flew sideways like a kite with its string broken, hitting the ground hard and causing quite a stir.
Qin Chen quickly got up from the ground, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, and spit out a mouthful of blood mixed with dust.
He looked at the place where Xie Ren fell to the ground fiercely, "You bastard, you're so cruel, so don't blame me!"
Qin Chen has never been in such a sorry state as he is today. As a powerful Martial King, he is looked down upon with admiration wherever he goes. Coupled with his power in Anlin City, it is even more awe-inspiring.
In shame and anger, Qin Chen rushed over immediately, but Liu Yidao was a step too late when he wanted to stop him.
"Xie Ren, either you die or I die today, give me your life!"
Xie Ren stood up unsteadily, and the aura on his body began to soar rapidly. His drooping head slowly lifted up, and under the gaze of everyone, a pair of gray eyes appeared with a chilling chill.
Liu Yidao was so surprised that goosebumps fell all over his body.
The one who was shocked was Qin Chen. At this moment, he was only tens of meters away from the former. This distance could only be reached in the blink of an eye for the strong King Wu.
The inertia of the rapid speed made it impossible for Qin Chen to stop immediately. Seeing that he was about to hit him head-on, Qin Chen forcibly twisted his body to avoid Xie Ren.
The lucky expression froze on his face for a second, and a voice that sounded close to his ear shocked Qin Chen, "Join us, Qin Chen!"
Qin Chen turned around in horror. Before he could see the man's true face, a big hand grabbed his face. Through his fingers, he could clearly see Xie Ren's ferocious smile in his pupils. The smile was even worse than that of a devil.
Even more terrifying!
Liu Yidao cursed secretly and rushed over to help Qin Chen out of the siege. Once Qin Chen lost the ability to fight, he himself would be in danger. With one against four, there was no hope of escape.
As Xie Ren smiled ferociously, the big hand that grabbed the former's face suddenly emitted a bright light. Under the majestic surge of spiritual energy, an energy became increasingly powerful, powerful enough to threaten the life of a strong man in the King of Martial Realm.
Liu Yidao sacrificed his life to save him, how could Xie Ren let him succeed? Just when the former made a move, an unrivaled energy wave shot out directly from Xie Ren's palm.
Suddenly, Qin Chen felt a bone-chilling pain on his skin, and he couldn't bear it anymore and couldn't help but let out a cry of pain.
The speed of the energy light wave was terrifying, but the distance of hundreds of meters was as close as a breath. The light wave shot Qin Chen onto the air wall of the barrier.
With the sound of a blast, Qin Chen fell straight to the ground. Black smoke curled up along the aperture of the barrier, but the barrier did not move at all. Under such a powerful bombardment, there was not even a ripple.
a little bit.
Liu Yidao stopped and looked at Qin Chen who fell to the ground with wide eyes and mixed emotions.
After all, Qin Chen is a solid third-level Martial King, but even so, he couldn't survive Xie Ren's attack for five minutes.
Especially when Xie Ren's eyes changed, the surge in strength was extremely obvious. Now it was hard to say whether he could block Xie Ren's attack, and he couldn't help but beat his drum in his heart.
Liu Yidao looked very ugly. Xie Ren turned around and said jokingly, "Are you scared?"
Liu Yidao was really panicking now. If he teamed up with Qin Chen, he might still have a 30% chance of escaping. Now he was the only one left who was definitely in danger.
As the saying goes, if you lose, you don't lose. Liu Yidao would not beg Xie Ren for mercy. He pretended to be calm and cursed, "Asshole, come over if you can."
Stepping on the back of Qin Chen's head, Xie Ren pointed at Liu Yidao and said, "He's already dying. It's your turn without you having to say it, hehe..."
Liu Yidao swallowed hard, and his dry throat got a little moisture. It was going to be a fierce battle. Naturally, he would not be as careless as Qin Chen.
The spiritual energy stored in the body of a strong Martial King is not comparable to that of a strong Martial Spirit level person.
If the spiritual energy storage in the body of a strong martial spirit is compared to a lake, then a strong martial artist is like a vast ocean. The two cannot be compared, let alone Liu Yidao, who is the fourth rank of the king of martial arts.
With strong spiritual energy as the support for fighting, Liu Yidao quickly condensed and strengthened the air shield while circulating the spiritual energy in his body to prepare for the use of martial arts.
He peeked around with the corners of his eyes, as if looking for an escape route. With his shrewdness, it was impossible for him to fight Xie Ren to the death.
Even if he defeated Xie Ren, the remaining physical strength and spiritual energy would not be able to fight with the other three strong Martial Kings. Life and death depended on this!