Fantasy: Ten consecutive draws at the beginning will make you invincible

Chapter 157 Continue to crush Ao Cang and exploit the saint

Ao Cang is very strong.

But it is limited to the young generation.

When in Xuzhou, Tang Chen fought a master, and then killed Mo Yunlei, who was a master.

With such strength, it is not easy to abuse Ao Cang.

So, there is nothing to be surprised about.

It's all basic operations.

At this time, there was a loud bang.

I saw a strong blood in the deep pit.

Then, Ao Cang jumped out from inside.

At this moment, Ao Cang was a little embarrassed.

His hair was covered with blood, his armor was stained with blood, and his exposed skin was cracked with countless bloodstains.

This look is not like a prince, but more like a beggar on the roadside.

"He didn't die?"

Tang Chen was a little surprised.

He used all his strength in that finger just now.

Even so, it was enough to crush cultivators of the same level.

As expected of the Overlord Blood Body, it specialized in physical training and was extremely resistant to attacks.

"So strong..."

Ao Cang looked at Tang Chen with a very solemn expression.

The collision between the two sides was far beyond Ao Cang's expectations.

With just one finger, he had to use all his strength to activate the Overlord Blood Body.

Otherwise, he would be half-dead if not dead.

"As expected of the opponent I chose!"

"With the opportunity and strength, it's interesting to fight this kind of opponent!"

Ao Cang's eyes flashed with blood.

In a flash, he burst out all his spiritual power.

"Qilin destroys the world!"

The huge Qilin phantom reappeared.

This time, the Qilin was almost real.

Roaring in the sky, roaring at the earth.

Tang Chen's face was still expressionless, and he pressed his palm and condensed a spiritual finger again.

But this time, Tang Chen used the Prison Immortal Boxing Gloves.

This immortal weapon is used to conquer with force, and it is perfect for use with the Great Wilderness Prisoner Finger.

Boom!

The void was directly crushed by Tang Chen.

A giant finger pressed down, mixed with the brilliance of the immortal weapon, and arrived first, killing the ancient Qilin one step ahead.

Bang...

The ancient Qilin was annihilated.

The might that Ao Cangqiong had finally gathered was shattered in an instant.

The huge spiritual power finger kept approaching.

Finally, it seemed to fill his entire field of vision.

"This is impossible, why... why can he be so strong?"

Ao Cangqiong's eyes were bloodshot, and he let out an unbelievable roar.

He used the highest unique skills of the Qilin Holy Scripture, activated the Tyrant Blood Dao Body, and burst out all his spiritual power.

As a result, Tang Chen still crushed with one finger.

How could he accept this?

"What a poor fellow."

"In the youth generation, Ao Cang could walk sideways, but unfortunately, he met Master Uncle, a man destined to be insurmountable in this life!"

"You are wrong. If Ao Cang can see Master Uncle in this life, it will be enough to laugh at the youth generation!"

The crowd talked loudly, not hiding the mockery at all.

When Ao Cang heard these words, blood rushed to his face.

The blood surging around his body was even thicker.

"Baxue is unparalleled!"

Ao Cang made seals with both hands, blood rushed, and he used all his strength to activate the Dao body of Baxue Dao body.

In an instant, he turned into a blood-colored giant.

Waving his hands like the wind, he crashed directly into the spiritual power finger in front.

Bang!

The ground shook, and the sky exploded.

The aftermath of the battle swept in all directions.

Ao Cang felt a sweetness in his throat, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

However, he was not crushed, and his body stood straight.

"It's blocked!"

Ao Cang was excited.

A drop of Qilin's blood, plus the Dao body of the Dominant Blood Dao Body, both burst out at the same time, and finally blocked Tang Chen's attack!

This time, he was not suppressed!

"The strength is not bad."

Just when Ao Cang was ecstatic, Tang Chen's voice sounded faintly: "Then I will add another 10% of my strength!"

Click!

Ao Cang's body twitched violently.

Add another 10% of my strength?

Tang Chen still has reservations?

At this moment, Ao Cang suddenly remembered that Tang Chen was a sword cultivator, and was also known as the sword cultivator of his generation.

But from beginning to end, Tang Chen never drew his sword.

"Wait... wait a minute... the situation is a little..."

Ao Cang panicked.

He wanted to call for a pause, but found that he couldn't speak clearly.

Before he finished speaking, the spiritual power finger attacked again.

On the finger, there was a colorful divine fire.

Boom!

Another loud noise.

The Taoist body of the blood-dominant Taoist body exploded.

Ao Cang was knocked out, his chest and ribs kept making cracking sounds, and he was vomiting blood crazily.

He finally fell to the ground, and he didn't even have time to wail, and fainted directly.

His body curled up, like a defeated wolfhound.

There was no sound at all.

"So what I just said is already my limit. I take back what I just said. I'm still a little weak."

Tang Chen glanced at Ao Cang, his face lacking interest.

To him, the young generation of heroes are too immature.

It's really boring to fight.

Buzz!

In the void, a figure emerged and landed beside Ao Cang.

This is an old man, wearing green clothes, with a hint of majesty between his eyebrows.

As soon as this person appeared, the crowd immediately became agitated.

Yi Zizai, wrapped in a linen robe, appeared at Tang Chen's side at the first moment. Although his face was expressionless, his right hand was on the hilt of the sword.

[Ao Wuji: The last generation of the ancient Wu Tu country's ruler, a saintly cultivation...]

Tang Chen's eyes narrowed slightly.

This Ao Cang is quite impressive. The last generation of the Wu Tu country's ruler was willing to protect the way.

The last person who received such treatment was Hua Dudu.

Well...

The only sandbag who was beaten twice by Tang Chen and still alive.

Ao Wuji glanced at Ao Cang, then turned his head to look at Tang Chen, sighing slightly from the corner of his mouth, his eyes were extremely complicated.

After a moment.

Ao Wuji said: "Let's stop this battle."

"The battle of life and death has not yet been decided, how can it stop here?" Tang Chen looked at Ao Wuji with a smile.

Although the opponent was a saint, Tang Chen showed no fear on his face.

He had seen many saints.

He had fought a battle with a saint not long ago.

"I will spare you if you can!" Ao Wuji shouted coldly, and a king's majesty swept out.

However, Tang Chen was not affected at all, and still smiled: "The life-and-death battle was initiated by Ao Cang, and now he has lost, but you stand up and say I will spare you if you can. This is not in line with the rules no matter how you look at it."

When Tang Chen spoke, he had already taken back his spiritual power.

Seeing this scene, Ao Wuji knew in his heart that Tang Chen meant to let him pay a price in exchange for Ao Cang's life.

Ao Wuji was extremely unhappy about this.

He was the lord of Wu Tu, who traveled all over the East Wilderness and had great power, but now he was secretly exploited by a junior.

What a disgrace if this got out.

However, when he thought of the declining ancient Wu Tu country, Ao Wuji suppressed his surging anger and gritted his teeth and said, "Even in a life-and-death battle, we can be flexible. I wonder what is missing in the Xuanjian Cave?"

Tang Chen smiled with satisfaction.

After all, he is an old spirit who has lived for hundreds of years. He is very smart, which is worthy of praise.

"I am quite interested in the blood of the unicorn." Tang Chen said without thinking.

Ao Wuji was relieved immediately.

Coincidentally, he had the blood of the unicorn on him.

When he was about to take out the blood of the unicorn, Tang Chen added, "I don't need much, just one bottle, a total of forty drops, not a drop less!"

Ao Wuji's old face trembled wildly, and his heart stopped for a while.