With one punch, the whole world was shaken.

The golden power exploded from Yang Chen's body. This world-shaking imperial fist has the mark of the emperor and is full of the true meaning of fighting. Punch out with one punch and fight to the end. The will of the emperor can crush everything and fight to the death. Rule the world.

The golden punch fell from the sky. Feng Zhilin felt that she was like a tiny ant in the golden punch.

Retreat. Retreat. Retreat.

Yang Chen suddenly launched a strong attack. Fortunately, Feng Zhilin dodged quickly. But even so, he was still shattered by a sky-splitting knife. He also flew backwards and was almost injured.

At the same time, the demonic Yang Chen used dark power to entangle the three wind slaves. Each of the wind slaves began to collapse under the attack of the demonic Yang Chen.

In the blink of an eye, the situation reversed, and Feng Zhilin fell into a situation of failure.

"Die." At this time, it was the turn of the divine Yang Chen to say this.

Feng Zhilin's long hair was flying all over the sky, like a mad devil in the wind. Her face was cold, frighteningly cold, but her eyes were extremely determined. They were full of unbeatable tenacity.

"Tear, clone. And the third attribute that has just been introduced is the speed of wind."

She was thinking silently in her heart. The movements of her feet began to scroll and change shape as she understood the way of heaven.

"This seems to be the innate Taoist method of the Way of Wind. The Wizard of Oz."

Beside Long Chen, he said with a slight sigh.

This Wizard of Oz, to be precise, is an innate Taoist method of footwork. At a critical moment, Feng Zhilin displayed it. The entire battle field was surrounded by green phantoms. She quickly escaped from the divine Yang Chen The control and speed of transfer are unparalleled.
Chapter completed!