As soon as he finished speaking, Han Zheng controlled the white feather fan and shook it fiercely, blowing out the fire of stars in an instant!!
Yang Chen had to admit that the mid-level Xuantian Treasure was worthy of being the mid-level Xuantian Treasure. It could even blow out his own strange fire and stars. This was a very rare thing.
But it's a pity.
The most important thing about his star fire is quantity. As long as he is willing, the star fire can spread for several kilometers and burn forever!
Just blowing out a few star fires has no effect on him!
"Moreover, my fourth move is not the fire of stars!" Yang Chen waved his hand.
Just as Han Zheng triumphantly blew out the starry fire, the next moment, Han Zheng had a bad premonition. In an instant, a thunder fell.
Bang, Han Zheng felt his body stiffen.
"Ah!" Han Zheng screamed.
Not counting these, the second thunder, the third thunder, the fourth thunder and the fifth thunder were completed in one go, without any sloppiness!
Five Thunder Zhengfa is Yang Chen’s fourth move!
Han Zheng's whole body was paralyzed by the blow, and he just stood there stiffly, not dead.
Yang Chen also knew that Han Zheng was not dead.
After all, he was a genius warrior at the sixth level of the True Martial Realm. Han Zheng was a genius cultivated by the Ling Nu Sect through hard work. He would definitely have many trump cards, so how could he die so easily?
So, next is the fifth move!
"Holy ants!" Yang Chen released the holy ants, led by a red gold holy ant, and bit hard at Han Zheng, who was still in a paralyzed state.
In just the blink of an eye, the holy ants surrounded Han Zheng.
When he came out of the paralysis, his body was already being bitten by the holy ants. This made Han Zheng sweat profusely, and his eyes were filled with pain. He used a white feather fan to incite,
However, it turned out that it had no effect.
Although the White Feather Fan is an intermediate-level Xuantian spiritual treasure, its effects are all on objects of true energy. These holy ants are living creatures. How to target them?
"Yang Chen, don't kill me, don't kill me. I am a disciple of the Ling Nu Sect, and I am the genius of the Ling Nu Sect. If you kill me, the Ling Nu Sect will retaliate against you, and you will die." Han Zheng finally said
Frightened, he begged for mercy in pain and threatened.
Yang Chen said in a gloomy tone: "Han Zheng, I really overestimate you with ten moves. Five moves are enough to defeat you. And Han Zheng, you made a mistake. I have never been afraid of being bullied by you."
If you want to take revenge on me, Yang Chen, you can come anytime!"
After he finished speaking, Yang Chen controlled the fire of the stars, and cooperated with the Holy Covering Ant to directly kill Han Zheng here!
Han Zheng screamed in pain, his eyes full of fear and despair. He felt that he was probably going to die.
But what no one expected was that at this moment, a yellow zhenqi swept over and pressed down like a tsunami.
When Yang Chen was shocked, he quickly backed away without any choice.
This tsunami-like Qi stayed in a stalemate with the Holy Covering Ants and Starfire for about three breaths, blowing away Yang Chen's various methods and saving Han Zheng.
Then, a person appeared in Yang Chen's sight. This person was none other than the Subduing Tiger Messenger of the Black Dragon Sect.
The Fuhu Envoy had been looking for Yang Chen for a long time. When he learned about Yang Chen's location, he rushed over immediately. After discovering signs of another struggle here, he naturally rushed over without saying a word.
It seems that he arrived in time and at least saved one of his allies.
"Little friend Han Zheng, are you okay?" Messenger Fuhu said with a smile. He did not expect that he would have an opportunity to become friends with a senior disciple of the Ling Nu Sect.
He saved Han Zheng this time, wouldn't Han Zheng have to thank himself someday?
Han Zheng took a deep breath and said, "Thank you, senior, for the rescue!"
Immediately, his eyes contained a bit of fear for Yang Chen, and this fear quickly turned into viciousness. He said coldly: "Yang Chen!"
"Han Zheng, you are very lucky." Yang Chen sighed, such a good opportunity to kill Han Zheng was missed.
The Fuhu Messenger looked on and sighed inwardly. Yang Chen was so difficult to deal with. Even Han Zheng, the genius of the Ling Nu Sect, was almost killed by this kid. As the top genius of the younger generation, Yang Chen
There is really no doubt about it.
"Yang Chen, you are at the end of your rope. Your only allies, the Green Lotus Sect and the warriors from the main city of Wood Dragon, have all been delayed by our Black Dragon Sect. Hum, just accept your fate. Little friend Han Zheng, I am the Black Dragon.
I want to teach the Fuhu Messenger that I have a lot of hatred with this boy named Yang, so why don't you, little friend Han Zheng, join me in killing this boy?" said the Fuhu Messenger.
Han Zheng narrowed his eyes when he heard Fu Hu announcing his home address.
The Black Dragon Sect's Subduing Tiger Messenger? It seems that his status is average. If he dies, the Black Dragon Sect should not dare to say anything.
"Kill Yang Chen. Only the Fuhu Messenger knows about my embarrassing scene today. When the elders in our family arrive, we will kill the Fuhu Messenger one after another. In this way, the only one in the world
There is only one person who knows about my defeat to Yang Chen today."
Han Zheng was thinking about this, and clenched his purple fist: "At that time, I will say that I won today, and I killed Yang Chen. Who dares to question the majesty of Han Zheng? And he, Yang Chen, after all,
It’s just a flash in the pan!”
With this thought in mind, Han Zheng decided on his plan and said: "Envoy of Fuhu, this is very good. You and I will take action together to kill this boy named Yang!"
Yang Chen gritted his teeth when he saw the envoy of Fu Hu asking Han Zheng to join forces. Even though he was angry, he had no countermeasures. He had to quickly use the thunder technique, turned around and walked away.
"The third level of Thunder Technique!" Yang Chen quickly took back the three monsters and increased his speed to the 'extreme'.
Indeed, the third level is already the best he can use now. He doesn't have much Qi left. He just had another battle with Han Zheng, so how can he have much left?
Now, he has reached the limit of using the third level of Thunder Movement Technique!
As for his three monster beasts at the eighth level of the True Martial Realm, they have no chance of winning against a strong man with half a step of the Earth Martial Realm.
"Chase!" Han Zheng and Fuhu Messenger directly chased in the direction of Yang Chen.
The messenger of Fuhu laughed loudly and said: "Yang Chen, it seems that you are at the end of your rope, hahaha. With such speed, where can you escape to?"
With the help of the wings of Xuantian Treasure, Han Zheng took some pills and recovered the vitality he had just been injured. The Fuhu Messenger was already strong in martial arts, so his speed was not bad. The two of them moved one after the other and soon got close.
It’s just Yang Chen who activates the third level of speed of Thunder Technique!
Yang Chen held the last Thousand Miles Talisman in his hand and headed back to the opposite direction of the gate on the first floor!!
