Eight hundred and twentieth eight chapters of the power of a stick
Under everyone's attention, the three-headed survivor was forcefully knocked away by Zi Chen. His most proud six-punch combo only had time to land two punches.
The three survivors landed on the ground, their feet a little heavier, and rushed towards Zi Chen again.
Light lit up in his palm, and he clenched his fist for the second time.
Zi Chen raised his long stick.
The moment they approached, the three-headed survivors suddenly opened their mouths and let out a roar.
A real sound wave spread out in all directions, passing through Zi Chen's body like ripples.
In front of Zi Chen's eyes, there was a slight trance, and the falling long stick also slowed down a bit.
Three heads of survivors approached, and six punches landed on their heads.
Bang!
He made a real attack, six punches fell quickly, as if they turned into one punch, and there was a dull sound.
At the critical moment, Zi Chen blocked the light of the fist with his long stick and moved his body backward, bringing up two streaks of smoke.
"Suffer death!"
When the three survivors saw this, they let out a low roar.
Several cracks appeared under his feet, and the powerful force of the shock pushed his body forward, as if it were an out-of-arms shell, rushing straight towards Zi Chen.
Bang! Bang! Bang!…
This time, there was a series of shaking sounds, and the attacks of the three survivors were dazzling, and with countless afterimages, they launched an attack on Zi Chen.
Faced with such an attack, Zi Chen seemed to have lost the ability to resist, and could only passively defend and then retreat.
In the secret room, Yue Buhuai shook his head and said: "It turns out that he is so good at what he thinks but not useful. Now I have some doubts about how he got his reputation."
Yue Buyian said: "Don't be careless. Zi Chen's reputation of being invincible was gained through battles. What's more, he has become the Core Ultimate. Among the Core Ultimates of the Holy Thunder Clan, no one is weak.
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Yue Buhuai said sarcastically: "Didn't that person named Lei Zhenghongtian almost become the core extreme? Look at him, didn't he become a worm in this place? If I had known that Zi Chen was so bad, I should have agreed
His challenge completely embarrassed him."
There was a slight pause at this point, because Zi Chen, who kept retreating, had been knocked to the ground.
"Look, I don't even bother to talk about him anymore."
Yue Butian was stunned. He always felt that something was wrong. Zi Chen shouldn't be in such a bad situation.
If the core of the Holy Thunder Clan is like Zi Chen, then to be honest, the Holy Thunder Clan is not qualified to be on an equal footing with the Holy Moon Clan.
The three-headed survivors no longer took action, but stood in the distance and looked at Zi Chen. His six arms had been retracted, with a sarcastic look on his lips, "With such a weak strength, you still dare to challenge me?"
Down there, everyone who saw this scene was a little dumbfounded.
The powerful Zi Chen was defeated so quickly?
At this moment, Zi Chen stood up. Apart from dust, there were no other injuries on his body.
He reached out and patted the dirt on his robe, looked at the three survivors, and raised a slight smile at the corner of his mouth.
The pupils of the three-headed survivors suddenly shrank, and there was a sense of crisis in their hearts.
Zi Chen said: "Your method is quite strange. The only pity is that my strength is too weak. Even if I stand there and give you a few more hits, you won't be able to hurt me."
At the previous moment, he was momentarily distracted, and the other party also seized this opportunity. Unfortunately, that little power could not threaten Zi Chen.
Cheers erupted below, and some people began to cheer for Zi Chen.
"Shameless talk!"
In the secret room, seeing the intact Zi Chen, Yue Buhuai's face was a little confused, and he deliberately sarcastically said: "If you were really capable, you wouldn't be knocked down by others."
No one else spoke, and their expressions became serious, because so far, Zi Chen was the only one who stood there and was attacked by the three-headed survivors without any injuries.
The three-headed survivors seemed to feel how difficult and terrifying the enemy was, and their expressions became very solemn.
The smile on Zi Chen's face did not diminish. He pointed to the ground with his stick, "We want this mountain. You only have one chance to take action. Take advantage of it."
He raised his long stick, and golden light lit up on the long stick, "You only have one chance?"
The three-headed survivor gritted his teeth, and then charged forward again. He still did not use weapons, and still attacked with six arms. The only difference was that the moment he approached Zi Chen, all three of his mouths opened and roared at the same time.
Three real sound wave ripples intertwined with each other, like a woven network of light, shrouding Zi Chen.
Compared with the previous sonic attack, the current method is not only three times more powerful, but the combined attack has a great impact on the soul power.
Someone's eyes are staring at the intertwined ripples, and even though they are far apart, their consciousness feels confused.
Obviously, this is the real killing move of the three-headed survivors!
Can Zi Chen stop it?
Everyone began to worry about Zi Chen.
"This trick of yours no longer works."
Zi Chen's indifferent voice sounded from the intertwined sound waves, and a golden light suddenly rose into the sky, carrying a tyrannical momentum and scattering the approaching sound waves.
The next moment, the golden light fell and drew a semicircle.
There was a huge earthquake from the mountain peak, as if it was about to collapse, and a huge crack appeared from the front, extending to the end, and then extending downwards.
Zi Chen's long stick landed on the heads of the three survivors. It looked like it was placed lightly on it, with extremely small contact points.
The three survivors stood there, motionless, with their six arms hanging in the air, as if they had no extra energy to put them down.
His eyes were fixed on Zi Chen, filled with disbelief, as if he could not accept the fact that the sonic attack was ineffective.
His breath was like a flickering candle, flickering only twice before going out.
he died.
Just as Zi Chen said, he was only given one chance to take action.
This victory seemed so shocking that there was a brief pause in the battle below.
Then, the morale of each force was high, and they shouted to fight and kill.
On the side of the survivors, because of the death of their leader, everyone's morale was low and they began to retreat.
Zi Chen stood on the top of the mountain. He released his soul power, felt it carefully on the ground, and then walked dozens of steps towards the north.
Before anyone could come up, he fired a bolt of thunderous light, like a mark, covering a 500-foot radius.
This place belongs to the Holy Thunder Clan.
The retreating survivors did not dare to step into the mountain peak and ran directly towards the depths.
Zi Chen did not pursue, but stood there waiting for his clansmen.
After a while, Lei Cang brought people up. Three of them were slightly injured, and the others were just a little exhausted.
After seeing Zi Chen, their expressions were all very excited.
Zi Chen pointed at his feet and said, "Excavate this place to see what is there? If anyone dares to come and fight for it, don't fight with them, but remember that person and the power he belongs to."
"Where are you going, sir?" Lei Cang discovered the problem keenly.
"Our progress is too slow. I'll go inside by myself first."
After saying that and telling them to be careful, Zi Chen jumped off the mountain.