The Brilliant Fighting Master Chapter 946: The strongest in 3 circles
Before hitting the target, he first turned into flames, and the fire was violent, increasing his fist power.
The other three strong ancient tribes did not make a move and watched silently.
The flame gods are good at fighting and are known for their bravery. Many famous war gods have appeared.
The power of this punch far exceeds Sion's vertical eye ray.
Jiang Chen raised his eyebrows and also punched out, and a flame appeared at the front of the punch.
"Do you want to die?"
Seeing his approach to the enemy, the ancients and the Tang family ridiculed.
Head-to-head with the Yan God clan, it takes a lot of capital.
Human races don't have it.
The man of the Yan God clan who did his work also showed a smile. What he worried most was that Jiang Chen would hide away.
This is one of the ancient people’s impressions of the human race.
Many ancient tribes referred to people as monkeys.
When facing the ancients, human beings who are still weak can only rely on dodge and cooperation to defeat powerful enemies.
"Die to me!"
He spared no effort, his entire arm was soaring, and his iron fist sank vigorously.
At the moment the two fists collided, Jiang Chen's fist was twice as small as his, and he looked vulnerable.
Strong waves of blows spread out, everyone was forced to retreat, cracks appeared on the ground, and the courtyard walls were crumbling.
The most frightening thing is that the Yan men were beaten backwards.
"What?!"
The three ancient tribes were the most shocked.
Including the Yan Clan man himself, but he has a back hand, and the blazing flames shot out like a cannonball.
Jiang Chen was quickly swallowed by flames, looking very bad.
The Flame Gods are somewhat similar to the Flame Spirits. The flames are not only extremely hot, but also extremely destructive.
"Stupid human race!"
The Yan God clan man shook his numb arm and cursed secretly.
He wanted to blow Jiang Chen with a punch and turn him into a fireman.
This is a good one. Among the ancient tribes who admire strength, he is not honorable enough to win.
Fortunately, he did not win.
After the flames dissipated, Jiang Chen stepped forward like an okay person.
"Limply and feeble, it turns out that the Yan God clan has a false name." Jiang Chen said.
The words angered the other party smoothly.
His name is Buckmin. He wants to be the strongest fighter. Such insults cannot be allowed.
The breath that came out was like little dragons.
"It just so happens. It's my shame to kill you like that."
After speaking, he flew to the sky above Shenwu City, his face full of provocation.
Xing Zun will naturally be restrained when fighting in the courtyard and can't give full play to it.
Jiang Chen also had the same intention, and followed into the air.
The other three ancient tribes also moved their feet off the ground and followed, keeping a certain distance.
People from the Tang family came to the courtyard and looked up, not daring to join in the fun.
When he fisted just now, Tang Ming was shocked to vomit blood and almost died.
"Why does this person oppose the Tang family!"
"People who came back said that he seemed to have an opinion on the Tang family a long time ago."
Tang Ao and the other elders were surprised by Jiang Chen's combat power. Fortunately, the ancients would help, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous.
"Inflammation change, one formula!"
In the air, Buckming was vigorous a lot, the symmetrical texture on both sides of his cheeks flashed red, and his body ignited again.
"The use of fire by your human race does not rely on the power of the heavens and the earth, and the means of non-inflow. Our Yan God race itself is a kind of fire that never extinguishes!"
The punch again, accompanied by the source technique, is different from the brute force punch just now.
Fist strength and fire power merge with each other, and the fist is with two divine furnaces that are making alchemy.
"It is the Yanquan **** style. It seems that Bakeming is really angry."
"It is naturally unbearable to be humiliated by Humans like this."
"If you cannot defeat this human race by absolute advantage, it will be a stain on Buckmin."
The three ancient tribes who watched the game had some surprises, and they all retreated some distance in a tacit understanding.
The warriors of the Flame Protoss tribe can easily spread to the innocent, because their source arts are so powerful that they can't control them freely.
When the two pairs of fists arrived in front of Jiang Chen, there was a light disc with mysterious patterns.
"Let me see how strong it is."
Jiang Chen still intends to go head-to-head, holding the Burning Sky Demon Flame in his palm, and performing Shenlong Wushu.
This time it was four fists colliding, and the sound was comparable to Chunlei, resounding in the ears of the people in Shenwu City.
"Will the humans and ancients do it again?"
People don't know the inside story, but the current situation makes them mistakenly think that this is a race battle.
Many human races do not hold faith, they all realize the strength of the ancient races, and their verbal condemnation also relies on the Holy Lands of the seventh and eighth realms and the Church of God to preside over justice.
Any one of the powerful ancient tribes in the Zhenwu world can easily rule.
But just as they raised their heads, they saw Bakeming being beaten out and vomiting blood in his mouth.
"That belongs to the ancients, right?"
Some people can't imagine, until they see the characteristics of the ancient clan of Bakhmin, they are not sure.
Look at his opponent again, standing still, he has the absolute upper hand.
The Terran was startled first, then burst into cheers.
In the air, the faces of the other three ancient tribes were ugly.
The process is very simple. Both sides clashed fists and Bakkming was vomiting blood. It is not difficult to understand.
But considering the race and realm of both parties, that's weird.
"Let your fire burn completely!"
"Sparkling prairie fire!"
Jiang Chen didn't show mercy, even if he didn't know each other, he would directly make a killer move.
The sparkling prairie fire was not as overwhelming as before, the demon flame turned into a bit of cold light, and hit Bak Ming.
Soon, Buckming's body caught fire again, but this time it was not his own, and he made a miserable cry.
All this happened so quickly that the three ancient tribes did not react.
They didn't realize what was going on until Buckmin was reduced to ashes.
"Kill? He actually killed Buckmin?!!!"
The anger of the three ancient tribes was not caused by sadness, but by a huge humiliation.
The people watching the excitement in the city were also taken aback. Isn't this a contest? Why did you die?
"Damn human race, how dare you attack the ancient race!"
"Come on with your life!"
The firepower of the three ancient tribes is fully fired, and the ancient tribe’s origin technique is used to kill Jiang Chen to rectify the name of the ancient tribe.
"Tsk tusk tusk, he made two killer moves just now, you guys are full of pride and laugh at me."
"Now that he is being killed, you are filled with indignation."
"In this case~IndoMTL.com~ I will use you to practice swords."
Jiang Chen's "Sword Classic" is advancing by leaps and bounds. Zhengchou has no opponents, and is not afraid of these three people, holding the Tianque sword.
The people below also became nervous, knowing that this was not a joke.
The three strongest ancient tribes join forces, and the strongest in the real martial arts can't resist.
However, the result was unexpected. During the battle, Jiang Chen didn't let down the wind, and the sword was in full swing, and the ancients were quickly injured.
"This person is terrifyingly strong, let's get out first!"
After a while, their anger extinguished, and their fighting spirit disappeared.
"Are you unable to hold on to Jiansan? It's really disappointing."
"I'll see you off."
The words fell, and the Heavenly Que sword bloomed with a holy sword light, behind him a vision of the sea rising and the moon rising.
"Sword Four: Absolute!"