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Nine hundred and sixtieth chapters three strokes

Three moves, only three moves are used.

What Chen Weiming said was shocking, and then he saw the young commander Chiting furious and roared: "Do you dare to underestimate me?"

"That's not!" Chen Weiming smiled slightly: "Prince Huang Tian is a little better than you. Putting aside the magic weapon, if he blocks about five moves, then you can naturally only block three moves... I only use one move for ordinary people."

When talking about Prince Huang Tian, ​​Young Marshal Chiting breathed abruptly. No matter what, he was won by the man in half a move and could not be denied, and the man was indeed defeated by the man in front of him.

Several thoughts flashed through his mind, and then shouted loudly: "If you have the ability, just come and try it."

He is the top Hunyuan Emperor, wearing armor of acquired treasure level. Even the supreme who uses the aisle fruit cannot easily take him down, let alone a Hunyuan Emperor. He doesn't believe it, or he is unwilling to accept it in his heart.

"Then you have to be careful!" Chen Weiming slowly raised his hand, and the mysterious light condensed: "My palm is called Anran... Why did you want to give this name?"

The following words are naturally asked about Chen Pan in Pangu's axe seal, and this name was chosen by him.

"This name sounds so terrifying!" Chen Pan laughed: "This palm technique is suitable for boy-body men, and it is in line with you."

"Get out!" Chen Weiming couldn't help but curse, and continued to say outside: "This palm technique is to condense the dark Taoist patterns, the soul Taoist patterns, and the mind power Taoist patterns, and build on the space Taoist patterns, which has the power to open up the world and reverse the universe. I have said so clearly, you have to be careful. It would be embarrassing to say that three moves are good, and not to be able to take one move."

He surrounded his palms with the power of the world, and even the supreme could not see clearly, let alone such a Hunyuan Emperor. In addition, he said that it was so mysterious, for a moment, even the young commander of Chiting held his breath and was cautious.

But in fact, Chen Weiming was so stupid that he was just pretending to be delayed.

With his strength and many magic weapons, this billions of troops is not afraid of. But with his sensitive spiritual consciousness and his eyes to break the delusion and retain the truth, he can clearly see a supreme hidden in the dark void.

Although this supreme might have just been passing by, the greater possibility is the people from the Chidi Heavenly Court, who were sent to protect the Chiding Young Marshal.

Once you take action and you cannot take it down in an instant, the Supreme in the secret will definitely take action, and there is no need to think about the result.

At this moment, only by eroding the world formation and wrapping it in can it be achieved overnight. When you have hostages in your hands, the possibility of survival will naturally be greater.

How could others know what he was thinking? The Young Marshal Chiting was only careful about this so-called "desolate palm". The Supreme in the secret should have wanted to use Chen Weiming as the Young Marshal Chiting, and he was not in a hurry to take action.

For a moment, the stalemate was still motionless. There were already shouts of killing everywhere. The army of the Red Emperor Heaven was running back and forth on this planet, leaving no living mouth wherever they passed, which was extremely tragic.

After a long stalemate, the young marshal Chiting finally couldn't help but yelled: "If you don't take action, then I'll come."

As soon as he finished speaking, he rushed towards Chen Weiming. At this time, the world formation just eroded his surroundings, only one step away. He rushed in just this time.

"You are asking for trouble!"

Chen Weiming smiled slightly and said that it was almost time to say that, and he slapped out with one palm and turned into purple flames, just like burning the sky and boiling the sea, covering a large area of ​​space.

"Playing with fire in front of me is stupid!"

The young man in Chiting snorted coldly, raised his hand and used a fire fist to meet him. His master is the current Red Emperor Chi Biaoqi, the top Fire Way Pattern in the world. He himself is also the Fire Way Pattern he practiced, and has never lost to the Fire Way Pattern monk in the same realm.

Chen Weiming's magical power that had been used for a long time was actually a flame palm print, which made him feel like he was being teased in an instant, and naturally he was furious.

It was indeed a great pattern of fire. This fire fist directly blasted a huge gap in the purple flame curtain, but before he could turn back, he found that Chen Weiming had arrived in front of him in an instant.

"The second move!"

The two fingers pointed out, and the Guiyuan was printed around the fingertips. The moment when the red armor was dotted, a mysterious light flashed, and a acquired treasure turned into a pile of metal and various refining materials.

"What!"

The Young Marshal Chiting was shocked. After he was driven back by Prince Huang Tian, ​​he led the army directly. In anger, he did not inquire about the battle in Changhai City at all. He only knew that Prince Huang Tian was defeated and was defeated very quickly, but he did not know the specific details.

At this moment, I suddenly saw that the acquired treasure armor on my body had been turned into a material by the other party. How could I not be surprised?

Xuan Feng swept away, Chen Weiming took away these unowned materials, raised his palm again, and smiled and said, "The third move is here!"

"ah!"

The young man from Chiting shouted loudly, gathering all his true energy, not defending, but running on his fist, and blasting towards Chen Weiming.

The monks with the Fire Way Pattern often have a hot temper, not to mention that they feel like they are teased again and again, and all the rhythms are guided by the other party, so they can't stand it at all.

The punch was blown out and condensed infinite flames, and in an instant, it became like a scorching sun, illuminating the nine heavens and ten earths.

Such a punch is so terrifying that it makes a large number of Hunyuan emperors around him look shocked, and they secretly say that the destiny of heaven is indeed well-known, and in just a moment, he can force the young master of Chiting to such an appearance.

The simplest attack method of the Fist of the Fist of the Fist of the Fiery Sun is the most direct and violent. Such a punch is enough to kill most of the Hunyuan Emperors in the world.

Unfortunately, Chen Weiming was not one of the vast majority. He slapped his terrible fist without dodging or avoiding it.

It was as if Bao Busheng's fist in the Rock-Scissors game. The moment he was slapped, the flame fist was extinguished in an instant, and strange cracks spread along the Chiting Young Marshal's arm.

"ah!"

The young commander Chiting screamed, and he was in pain. The order collapsed, and the failure to collapse was his magical powers and his body.

That kind of attack method, which was like the power of the origin of the world, was not something that he, the Emperor of Hunyuan, could resist. The power of order collapse invaded his arm, drove straight in, and rushed towards other parts of his body.

Under the collapse, his body was incomplete, and at this moment he had no combat power.

But Chen Weiming did not take advantage of the victory to pursue him, but instead reached out with one hand and pressed him out of his purple palace. Under the sealing technique, he sealed his soul tightly, and could not use any magical powers.

At the same time, the power of the collapse of order on his body was dispersed and dragged him towards the starry sky. He knew that the real danger would arrive in an instant.
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