Chapter 72: Zhang Shen, who resurrected from the dead

Looking at Zhang Shen, who was dissipating into a rain of light, Adrian's expression moved slightly.

A strange light suddenly appeared on those eyes that had been cold and ruthless, even when they made sad pleas without any emotion!

Surprise, anger, doubt, curiosity, ridicule... The light contains almost all the emotions that "people" should have.

Then, a "humanized" sigh was sighing, and a trace of relief flashed on Adrian's face, as if he had put down some heavy burden, and his whole body relaxed.

The next moment, it was like a robot that had lost its energy. The spirit in Adrian's eyes was extinguished, his energy and spirit left his body, and he collapsed to the ground.

The moment he fell down, a mysterious silver light shot out from above his head and swirled in the air, as if a bird identifying the direction flew towards Zhang Shen.

The color of the silver-white light is very pure and bright. However, no one, including Kim Sanle-le-sam, noticed the existence of this light!

The moment he saw Zhang Shen, a thought surged into Ouyang Tianqi's heart - he was dead.

Zhang Chan is dead, and he has no way to save his life, no one can do it.

This idea came inexplicably, just like a flash of inspiration in his more than 20 years of his career. These iron-like facts made him know that his intuition was very effective - although he didn't want this kind of effectiveness at all at this moment...

In an instant, Ouyang Tianqi's heart was filled with strong sorrow, and the sorrow of the surging tide made his body tremble, and he could hardly hold the sword in his hand.

"He is gone. In any case, I will save Bu Lichen and Li Jing's lives!!"

Ouyang Tianqi is worthy of being Ouyang Tianqi. He instantly broke through the boundary between tangible and invisible. His sword intention cut off all emotions from the outside and suppressed them in his heart, instantly regained his calmness, and turned back to the cold-faced man who had collapsed in front of him and his face remained unchanged.

Jin Sanle glanced at him and knew that Zhang Shen was helpless, but he had no intention of stopping. Instead, he secretly exerted force and passed the power from the air, replenishing the energy of the palm print that had weakened a lot of power by Bu Lichen and Li Jing's series of attacks.

He deeply remembers a poem written by a great Korean poet Bai Juyi once called "Cleaning grass without removing roots, mixing lard onions", which is wrong, "the spring breeze blows and grows again"...

Since we have formed a feud between life and death, we will naturally kill us!

Jin Sanle was unwilling to admit that in his heart, he was still a little afraid of Ouyang Tianqi.

With the support of "logistics", the palm print was like a chicken blood, and a powerful and powerful breath burst out. For a moment, even the sound of huge waves outside and the cries and shouts in the arks were suppressed, and the noise was completely dissipated!

Jin Sanle's palm is like the Five Finger Mountain of Tathagata Buddha, Bu Lichen, Li Jing and Ouyang Tianqi, but it is far inferior to Sun Wuzi. At most, he is a mountain spirit monster with a little magic power, and he is still the kind without any background...

Li Jing, who was blocking Bu Lichen's body, was directly impacted by the palm print. Whether it was the "gateway fan" used for defense or the "white thunder" used for attack and harassment, they were all crushed by the power of Haoran's palm!

The powerful palm power not only shattered Li Jing's protective spiritual power, but also penetrated her body and penetrated the source of spiritual power.

Originally, the source of spiritual power, whose defense strength was second only to that of the soul, was suddenly turned into tofu in front of the iron plate, and it was broken when touched.

puff!!

The source of spiritual power was damaged, and Li Jing spurted a mouthful of blood on his face, and his eyes turned dark and he fainted and fell to the ground!

Swallowing!!!

Several crystal lights shot out quietly, and they were suddenly from Lianxinchun that came out of Li Jing's body at some time.

Jingmang’s goal is directly aimed at Jinsan Estate!

The latter had already learned about Lian Xincong's strange ability from the mouths of Yanbeiwang and the people. After being prepared, his figure flashed a few times, and he easily avoided the crystal light containing the five extreme flavors of "sour, numb, bitter, spicy and sweet".

Lianxinchun is very intelligent, and the host is injured, which makes it extremely angry. The two green leaves dance wildly, the stems and garlic are shining white, and crystal lights are like pear blossoms that are raining rain, shooting towards Jinsan Estate.

Jin Sanle looked stunned, and he never expected that this inconspicuous and weird plant would be so powerful.

A brief loss of mind made him lose the best time to dodge.

A smile appeared at the corner of Jin Sanle's mouth. The attack just now had already made him initially judge the characteristics and advantages and disadvantages of Lianxincong's strange ability, and he was confident that he could not be hit by such a child's ability to play house.

That's right, in General Jin's eyes, Lian Xincong's ability to make people dying is completely a child's trick, a boring prank, and cannot be put on the table!

He exhaled and then a defensive cover with rippling waves appeared around him, and whirlpools, large or small, gradually emerged from the defensive cover. The center of the vortex was dark, as if leading to another world.

The Great Method of Swallowing the Sky!

As soon as the crystal rain of Lianxinchun touched this defense cover, it was immediately deflected by a force and fell into these deep vortexes without a trace!

Hundreds of crystal rays ejected, and even the heart-sing onion became very tired. The leaves drooped, as if they were sunburned by the scorching sun. They made a whine that humans could not understand, disappeared, and returned to Li Jing's body.

When Lian Xincong held Jin Sanli, Ouyang Tianqi was not idle either.

As the last person who can still fight, Ouyang Tianqi desperately squeezed the almost dry sword energy dantian in his body, activated the remaining sword energy, danced wildly with both hands, danced a sword shadow, and slashed continuously towards the falling palm prints.

Ding Ding Ding Ding!!

With the blessing of sword energy and sword intent, the extremely sharp sword and the falling palm print collided with each other, making a strange steel attack sound, which was crisp and pleasant, but the sound of death-torn footsteps.

Sometimes human power is exhausted. The gap between the "spiritual" realm and the "Extraordinary" realm is not a natural barrier, but it is definitely the bottomless Mana Trench. Not everyone can ignore it, even Ouyang Tianqi, not tolerate it. Besides, he is just a newcomer to "Extraordinary" realm and is not even at the peak. How could he be an opponent of Jin Sanle, who is at the peak of the "Spiritual" realm?

After dozens of confrontations, Ouyang Tianqi's sword energy began to dry up, and the sharp sword intent was also hit by the power attached to the palm print by Jin Sanle, and strong fatigue and weakness began to spread in his body and mind.

He began to fall into a disadvantage, or he was always at a disadvantage, but it only became obvious from this moment, and he was struggling.

"Zhang Shen, I'm sorry for you..." An unprecedented sense of powerlessness grabbed Ouyang Tianqi's heart, making him feel sentimental, and a long sigh surged in his heart.

Sam saw all this, but he had no intention of interfering.

The boss of his family didn't say anything, and the other guards who were following this side would not stand out. Anyway, they had no friendship with Zhang Shen and the other four.

puff!!

The battle knife was knocked to the ground with a "dang" and Ouyang Tianqi was hit by the powerful palm. Although the power contained in the latter was reduced by 70% to 80%, he still made him squirt blood in the mouth and suffered heavy damage.

The palm print, which was originally lifelike and could be clearly seen with the smallest palm lines, has now become only the outline of the palm, and the remaining part has turned into a halo, and power is lost from it at every moment.

Kim Sanle may not want to lose face in front of Sam, so he did not continue to pass the power from the air, and let the palm prints begin to disintegrate.

However, even so, this palm slap was enough to make Ouyang Tianqi, who even had a problem with movement, die on the spot!

suddenly--!!!!!!!

The indescribable aura of terror envelops this world!

Jin Sanle practiced the great technique of swallowing the sky, with his inner body, his natal small magical power "Beacon Fire Sprint", and his army's boxing intention... Everything seemed like mosquitoes, flies, and insects sealed with pine glue, and could no longer be activated!!

Strong fear filled Jin Sanli's body and mind.

This feeling of weakness made him recall the nightmare that was hidden deep in his heart again. Suddenly, huge beads of sweat emerged from his pores, slid down, fell to the ground, and fell into eight petals.

"Who is it? Who is it?! Who is it?!!"

"I'm not willing, I'm not willing! I'm not willing!!"

The strong obsession made him burn the origin that had not yet been completely restored, and forced control it as if it was no longer his own body.

At this time, he was shocked to realize that not only him, but all the guards, even the millions of people and even the sixteen arks, the surrounding oceans were all in a similar strange solidification state!

The time and space of this world seem to have solidified, and even the ripples of the air and the dust in the wind can be seen clearly.

Crack~~Crack~~~

Jin Sanle's body seemed to have rusted an ancient machine that had been rusted for hundreds of years. Every minute of movement would consume all his strength.

The dazzling red blood flowed out from his eyes, ears, nostrils, and mouth. The face that was twisted by fear and anger was for a moment, it was hideous, terrifying and pitiful.

"Even if the origin is completely burned out and I will never be restored, I must know who the person who killed me is!!"

Under the influence of obsession, Jin Sanlei forced to complete the extremely difficult action of "turning his head" and saw as he wished that the culprit who put himself in this terrible situation.

The person who appeared in sight made his pupils shrink to the size of a mung bean in an instant!

"It's him...it's him..."

"How is this possible?!"

"Absurd, it's simply ridiculous..."

What came into his sight was-

Zhang Shen!!

It should have completely turned into a rain of light and rain, and with the whirling air flow, it sprinkled throughout this conservative and devastating world.

Not only did he not die, but his defective hands recovered!

only……

Something is wrong with this kid!!

As a high-ranking general, Jin Sanle was arrogant and arrogant. He was so strong that he was far beyond his peers. He soon came back from the extreme shock, his eyes turned around and began to observe the strange Zhang Shen in front of him.

The latter's movements are very stiff!

What's more obvious is those eyes.
Chapter completed!