Chapter 251 The Incredible Last Wish Mission Target
Yes, there is severe pain, there is only severe pain. When the physical body has been refined to this point, Ye Chen has already refined his whole body into one body. All the acupuncture points and the like have been refined. There are no vital points that ordinary people would call him. Any great master, even if he is born in heaven,
Jue Seng Wuxiang was hit by Shi Zhixuan's palm on hundreds of acupoints on his head, which meant he would definitely die. However, he only felt excruciating pain, but there were no obvious scars.
Shi Zhixuan had just struck a palm, but before the other great masters arrived, Ye Chen punched Li Yuanba violently. The veins on Shabo's big fist were bulging, forcibly breaking the void. Countless small black lightnings were beating on the surface of the fist, and he was about to prepare.
Li Yuanba's pupils shrank sharply as he hugged him. He felt a fatal threat coming into his heart. He only had one thought in his mind: he couldn't block the punch, so he moved his elbows together in front of him.
"boom!"
The black lightning on the surface of the iron fist with raised veins first came into contact with Li Yuanba's elbows. His double eyelids twitched, and he felt as if his arms were being cut by countless sharp knives. Then a force that almost suffocated him hit his elbows.
Unimaginable force hit his forearm overwhelmingly. The ground a few meters below his feet suddenly sank. Countless dust rose up and was pushed down to the ground by the invisible force. It spread like dust from a stage.
The clouds and smoke cover an area of tens of meters.
"ah!"
As Ye Chen's fist struck down, the hard steel-like muscles of Li Yuanba's elbow were crushed down without any resistance. The iron fist pressed into the arm muscles, and the bones of the arm were vaguely bent, and the air was vibrating slightly, as if
Foreshadow what will happen next.
Feeling the signal that the muscles and bones of his arms were about to break, Li Yuanba couldn't bear it anymore and immediately stepped back. Every step he took took a step back, unloading the force he endured into his feet, leaving big pits and countless forking cracks of different sizes from
His feet spread out in all directions, like spider webs spread on the ground.
At this time, the attacks of the other three great masters had arrived. Ning Daoqi pointed at his closed left eye. The extremely pure internal force penetrated the eyelids which were tougher than steel plates, causing his left eyeball to bulge downwards.
It almost exploded.
Ye Chen gritted his teeth and kicked out. The tip of his toe cut through the void like a sharp razor, and a sharp roar forced Ning Daoqi to retreat.
At this moment, the emotions on Tianjue Monk Wuxiang's face faded like a tide, and his whole person turned into a cold and heartless Buddha. He slapped the big point of his back with a palm, surpassing the strength of the Grand Master, and suddenly exploded with a piercing scream.
In the sound, a thin halo of light spread from between the golden palm and his back, cutting through the air like a sharp blade and creating a bottomless crack in the ground.
Tian Jue Monk immediately unleashed his killer weapon, and Ye Chen could no longer stand, and his whole body stumbled out involuntarily.
At this moment, Fan Qinghui, the master of Cihang Jingzhai Zhai, flew towards him with a sword and hit him accurately in the throat. With the help of the momentum and the sharpness of the sword, he finally cut his skin. The sharp sword blade cut open the muscles on his neck and stabbed him.
From the middle of her neck, blood instantly sprayed onto her body like arrows, dyeing her white skirt red.
Ye Chen pressed the wound with his left hand, and grabbed the sword with his right hand as fast as lightning. Fan Qinghui turned his wrist and the sword also rotated in his palm. A large tent of sparks burst out in his palm. He snorted and squeezed hard, and the sparks in his palm were extinguished.
, pinched the tip of the sword tightly and lifted it hard. Even the great master could not resist the terrifying power. Fan Qinghui was brought over with the sword in hand. As soon as he loosened the sword in his hand and raised his hand, he punched it down.
Shi Feixuan exclaimed:
"Master, be careful!"
After saying that, the sword light in his hand flashed and a sword was held out.
Fan Qinghui's expression changed slightly, but he remained calm in the face of danger. He turned his right hand into a palm and struck down the incoming fist, preparing to use the force to retreat.
At the same time, Ning Daoqi had rushed in front of him and slapped his chest with a palm.
Tian Jue Monk Wu Xiang slapped the Baihui point on Ye Chen's head without hesitation. If he didn't dodge or block the attack, he would still be seriously injured even if he had developed golden muscles and jade bones.
But Ye Chen's movements did not change. The moment Wu Xiang slapped him with a palm, his head tilted, and the golden palm fell straight down and pressed on his shoulder. There was a roar of Qi explosion, and the terrifying power made his whole body unable to help but rush forward.
Taking a step forward, Ning Daoqi bumped into her chest and hit her with a palm, knocking her back several steps. Her palms were numb, and his punch directly hit Fan Qinghui's jade palm. She groaned and used the strength to retreat.
But at this moment, as expected, Ye Chen transformed his fist into a palm, grabbed her palm and pulled her forward, leaning forward with his right shoulder and bumping into her.
If his power were to be proven, even a great master would be half disabled.
"Mr. Ye, please spare my master!"
The voice transmission of Shi Feixuan's pleading appeared in his ears, but his movements became more fierce. He ignored Tian Jue Monk Wu Xiang, turned his palms into claws and clawed them into the thick muscles of his shoulders, and slammed into the captured body.
Fan Qinghui.
At this time, a trace of panic finally appeared on Fan Qinghui's face, but it only faded away and turned into determination. Instead of retreating, he advanced and even hit someone with a sword.
Ye Chen had a cold look on his face, ignoring the sword in her hand and slamming it down.
Just when the meteorite hit the ground, and she was about to be killed alive in the next second, Ye Chen's heart suddenly palpitated, and a picture suddenly flashed in his mind, and a trace of shock appeared on his face, filled with excitement.
Her face was in disbelief, and all the power she had mobilized in her body disappeared without a trace at this moment. Even if Fan Qinghui hit her with the sword, she pierced his body with her sword with all her strength and penetrated into his abdomen.
"It's you!"
Ye Chen didn't even look at the wound in her lower abdomen. He stretched out his hand to hold her back and squeeze her chest. He stared at her closely and looked back and forth on her beautiful face, his eyes full of disbelief:
"It's true that there is no way out of mountains and rivers, and there are bright willows and flowers in every village. It takes no effort to get it. You brought it to your door yourself."
Ye Chen was filled with surprises at this time. Just now, his heart was throbbing. The picture that flashed through his heart was the last picture of the descendant before his death, which was also his last wish. The woman turned out to be Fan Qinghui, this Cihang.
The current master of Jingzhai, this was completely beyond his expectation.
He thought about many famous chivalrous women in the world, he thought about Shi Fei Xuan, Wan Wan, and even Shi Qingxuan. He also wanted to wait until he had time to meet her, but he never thought about the woman in his last wish mission.
It turned out to be Fan Qinghui, which was completely beyond his expectation.
"You can't run away!"
He kicked off the confused Fan Qinghui's legs and threw them to the side. He grabbed the sword still inserted in his chest, pulled out the Kifei Shifei Xuan and stabbed him with the sword. He slashed back into the void with his backhand, and a phantom flashed.
Then, a piece of clothes fell down, and Shi Zhixuan's figure appeared out of thin air not far away. He looked surprised as a corner of his clothes was cut off.
With the sword in his hand, he was a much bigger threat than before. The physical bodies of several great masters were not as strong as his ability to block the sword. With his power, once he struck, it would instantly determine life and death.
