Ghost Hand was very shocked. He did not expect that Wang Chen could escape from his death black gas without any harm. There were countless people who had fought with him, but it was very rare that he could escape from his death black gas. Even if he could escape, he had never seen anyone who was unscathed.

At this moment, Wang Chen's robe was gently fluttering, his hair turned into a charming blood-red color, and a faint purple light lingered in his eyes.

On his body, blood and energy were surging, and the vital essence surged in his body, causing the space in front of him to slightly distort.

The ghost hand looked at Wang Chen and said in disbelief on his face: "Impossible, how could you escape from my black gas of death?"

Wang Chen smiled slightly, "It turns out that thing is called the air of death. Sorry, I just took a shower inside and it was quite comfortable."

When Ghost Hand heard Wang Chen's words, his face suddenly became ugly.

"Hmph, there is indeed some ability." Ghost Hand chuckled, and suddenly aroused under the black robe, as if something was about to come out of the black robe.

"Bang"

Under the black robe, a stream of chilled gas suddenly swept out, and a long iron chain suddenly sagged to the ground, making a harsh metal collision sound.

Wang Chen looked at that position and his pupils suddenly contracted. Above the iron chain, a scattered black air continued to surging out. The black air swirled and made a hissing sound.

The terrible corrosiveness around the chain actually eroded even the sand and turned into black powder

Under its sleeves, black air was flowing out continuously, surging along the cold iron chains.

For some reason, when this iron chain flew out of the ghost hand's black robe, Wang Chen suddenly had a very inexplicable idea, is this guy the same body as this iron chain?

However, this iron chain actually brought a slight uneasiness to me, and this iron chain must be in a bit strange.

"I have to admit that you have really exhausted my patience." The voice of the ghost hand gently came from under the black robe.

Wang Chen looked at the other person lightly, and a curve slightly raised from the corner of his mouth. What Lao Ba said should have some truth. The power of this clan pattern, every inch of his skin, seemed to be able to feel the energy of that thing.

"Why say so much? If you want to fight, I will fight." Wang Chen felt the power in his body and said with great ambition.

"It's just my wish, let me give you a ride today." The ghost hand suddenly shouted in his mouth.

The black robe was windless, and the black air rolled up, lingering on the iron chain. The iron chain made a harsh sound, and it was extremely strange in the sand.

The body accelerated suddenly, and the iron chains in the palm were constantly dragged, rolling in the world, rolling up and down.

His body was as light as a phantom, and he was jumping quickly in the desert. Around his body, countless black auras rushed out, and magic seals formed from his hands and flashed into the iron chain. A majestic essence suddenly erupted like a tsunami.

The ghost hand shouted in vain.

Around the whole person, black air swayed, and his feet stomped hard, and rushed towards him quickly.

The body was hazy and thousands of phantoms transformed into them, leaving faint traces in the air. They kept moving like ghosts, and their speed reached an incredible level.

"The Burning Heaven Skill" Wang Chen was also reluctant to lose his momentum. The powerful essence of his body kept rolling out. The white flame burned the air fiercely, and the fire light that was thousands of feet high burst out and shot away.

The speed of the ghost hand is getting slower and slower. Various complex hand techniques are constantly formed on its palm and shot into the iron chain. Powerful magic seals are born from the heart and made from the hands.

Finally, when the handprint was formed, its movements became faster and faster. A low whimpering sound came from his ears, but his body had completely transformed into the darkness and no trace was seen.

"Bang"

Ghost Hand launched the attack first.

The body waved its fist at a terrifying speed as fast as lightning. In the air, the black air rolled, and above its fist, the black air was strong, and the air was like a needle, rolling rapidly towards Wang Chen like a sudden rain.

"Woooo."

In the air, the wind was blowing heavily, and the black air hit Wang Chen's head on the fist.

Wang Chen's face changed slightly, his arms spread out, his five fingers moved slightly, turned into a palm blade, and slashed hard

On the palm blade, purple light was spotted and hot aura flashed out from its palm blade, and rushed towards the black air like a thorn.

All the black gas was defeated and opened.

However, a strange smile suddenly appeared on the face of Ghost Hand.

Wang Chen was slightly shocked and thought, "I'm not good, I've been trapped."

The black air of the ghost hand rolled, rolling up hazy light, and the powerful essence fluctuated continuously, rushing out of the body surface and surging in the outside world.

"Taittatatata."

The iron chain suddenly made a harsh sound, and it was so clear above this area.

Suddenly, the ghost hand's palm moved, and the iron chain was suddenly pulled, and the iron chain hundreds of feet high suddenly twitched, and then instantly threw it towards his body.

Where the chain passed, there was only a faint black shadow in the space, making waves of whine, and the black-painted iron chain exuded the breath of death.

Wang Chen's body seemed to be imprisoned by a force, and the iron chain was constantly tearing the surrounding space with an unimaginable force.

The means of the realm of heaven

"Haha...haha..." The ghost hand opened his eyes with a laugh, his body stood in the air, and sneered cruelly. Facing Wang Chen who was struggling, he said, "Hehe, you can't even move your body. How can you fight with me now? Today you will be wiped out."

The sound was like thunder, constantly exploding in everyone's ears.

"Husband"

"Boss"

"Wang Chen"

The few people in the distance were slightly shocked and looked at Wang Chen who was fixed in the air and said in shock.

Wang Chen was slightly shocked, and his body was rapidly urging his essence. The power in his body, accompanied by Wang Chen's roar, was completely awakened like a sleeping giant dragon.

"roar"

A roar like a beast or not came out of Wang Chen's mouth suddenly, and the shocking sound swept across the sky like thunder.

A blood-red gas suddenly swept out around the body, and the space was slightly distorted.

I saw blood rays soaring into the sky around Wang Chen's body, and an illusory ancient dragon totem appeared behind him, emitting supreme divine power.

"Click."

A sound of a space crack came gently in my ears.

Wang Chen suddenly felt light and his body regained his freedom. Before he could recover from it, the iron chain came to him.

It seems unlikely to avoid it now.

Wang Chen's thoughts were as lightning as his face, and his body jumped up and his fists met.

"Peng"

Wang Chen felt his whole body numb, and blood and blood were dripping from the fist.

"Puchi." Wang Chen felt sweet in his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood.

The iron chain was so powerful that the essence in his body was also a little disordered, his fists were so hot that they were almost skinny.

Feeling the pain on the fist, Wang Chen shook his head helplessly.

The ghost hand sneered: "Haha... the red dragon's essence and blood are mine." The black air on his body lingered in, quickly integrating into the iron chain.

Wang Chen shouted "It's not good" and his body quickly retreated.

The ghost hand laughed at the sky, then slowly rose into the air. When his palm moved, the iron chain was dragged up, leaving a faint black shadow in the air.

"I said, you can't escape," the ghost hand dragged the chain and sneered.

The stern voice came from the black robe.

The iron chain in the palm of his hand suddenly pulled the iron chain into his hand with a huge force and threw it hard towards Wang Chen. The black air around him rushed out with a loud whine...

"Three Thousand Black Breath"

In the palm of the ghost hand, the iron chain was dancing and attacked Wang Chen fiercely, causing his space to be slightly distorted.

"The Burning Heaven Art" Wang Chen once again used the martial arts of Dongmen Cook. The void of the desert actually shone out in the sun. The burning shadows, like the fire in July, rushed out above the vast desert like the vast desert.

Inside his body, the surging power kept hitting his chest, and the purple light in his eyes became very strong.

In an instant, the two of them fought fiercely. This time, the ghost hand no longer moved slowly. The iron chains in the palm danced at high speed, and the radiant aura emitted from it rolled away and thundered towards Wang Chen's body.

The void left behind afterimage, so fast that it was impossible to see clearly.

Everyone could only hear the constant sound of fists and palms intersecting, and only terrifying energy could be seen at the corners of their eyes, constantly tearing the void.

The desert was boiling at a high altitude, and both of them used their full strength to make this place a terrifying energy vortex area.

Wang Chen's body and robe were dyed red, and scars were constantly exposed.

The charming blood-red hair fluttered gently, and the robe behind it fluttered in the wind.

The situation of Ghost Hand was not much better. The hot temperature made him look very embarrassed, and his robe was burned several times.

"Since that's the case, don't blame me." Ghost Hand's black robe suddenly retreated, revealing an ordinary pale face.

Inside the pupil, there was a black gas rotating in it.

"Ph." The ghost hand gently spit out a mouthful of black blood, squirting over the iron chain, and the iron chain began to shake violently.

"boom"

A breath of darkness suddenly rolled out...
Chapter completed!