Chapter 1275 Bloody Cherry Blossoms 6

Chels Rosen and Sforry Jace heard Yang Jie's words, and the fire in their hearts immediately ejaculated from those eyes with infinite murderous aura.

The tightly clasped hands burst out, and the strength of their whole body wandered through the cycle of reincarnation. The heavy breathing made their hearts boil.

"I, I haven't lost yet!" Chels Rosen stood up staggeringly, looking at Yang Jie with a blood-red light.

"Squeak, giggle" Chels Rosen's arms were tightly wrapped, and the sounds of bone joints staggered and closed intersecting, forming a strange sound; Chels Rosen's body began to rise and lengthen, and his muscles were expanding and cracking his originally small top, revealing his knotted upper body. His already hunched spine bent forward like an animal, causing his entire upper body to tilt toward the ground in front.

The pupils of both eyes were like a pair of invisible hands squeezing hard, constantly pressing from both sides to the middle, but they returned to the circle due to the rebound force of the pupils themselves. However, the invisible pressure obviously did not disappear. However, with a greater force to press it, after several times, Chels Rosen's pupils finally turned into blood-red like beasts.

His muscles gradually dimmed in a streamlined shape. After continuous blending and matching, the color on the paint finally turned into a dark red, from nothing to something, from weak to clear, gradually crawling over the already-changing coppery skin, and even his face was not spared.

"Ao!!" A cold and shrill howl sounded, and Chels Rosen burst out with a bloodthirsty and cold aura, spreading towards the surroundings like a rolling wave, driving the sand and gravel debris on the area, and the misty dead aura enveloped the area!

Chels Rosen was still keeping his mind clear, staring at Yang Jie with cold eyes, roaring in a low voice, and then turned into a ghostly phantom, like an illusory shadow, floating towards Yang Jie, and in the blink of an eye, it had arrived. Then, a lightning bolt that shone the dark space around him jumped into the air, flashing through Yang Jie's waist and shoulders.

Could it be that Yang Jie is so vulnerable? He was unable to avoid this quick punch?

Of course it is impossible! What Chels hit was just the afterimage of Yang Jie.

Chels Rosen's face turned cold, a hint of panic flashed in his eyes, his toes pointed to the ground, his waist twisted hard, and the practice-like fist light dragged the long light and shadow behind him.

Another figure of Yang Jie was cut from his waist by the cold electricity, but Chels Rosen's movements did not dare to stop at all. The fist light turned flexibly in the air, dragging the slender light tail from bottom to top, as if it was about to split a hole in the sky, and rushed up from the middle of the third Yang Jie figure above Chels Rosen's head, "Swish!" The sharp roar that tore the air was sharp and rapid, piercing the eardrums.

But the battle is far from over. Yang Jie's figure kept appearing in front, back, left, right, side, head and other places. At most, when the sixth afterimage appears, the first afterimage will begin to disappear. Therefore, in the region, five Yang Jie's figures always maintain the existence of each direction. Chels Rosen, who turned into a illusory ghost phantom, cut the hand two meters long and swung it into a continuous lightning shadow that appeared vividly to the extreme.

Under the pressure of Yang Jie, Chels Rosen's punch exceeded the limit of his cultivation. He used this punch smoothly and versatilely, as if it had a beginning and no end, and its momentum was endless. It seemed that there was never a momentum, no power was weak, and no need to stop and make another move. There was only one punch from beginning to end, an endless punch, as if it was a punch that lasted until the end.

In the center of the region, the light and shadow of light and light formed a nimble light force, rolling around Chels Rosen, sometimes rising into the sky, sometimes falling and circling, sometimes swirling and flowing, sometimes alive and alive. The roar of the fist tearing the air is like an endless roar, sometimes strong and sometimes weak, but not at the moment of breaking off.

This light force passed by Yang Jie's figure again and again, but then chased towards the next figure. The figures were endless, and the light force flew continuously, passing by one figure after another, chasing one new figure after another.

On the other hand, Chels Rosen was not so relaxed. In the constant pursuit, drops of cold sweat gradually filled his forehead. Although he had activated his most powerful force and increased several times when he swung his fist, such a unique battle, such a continuous and mellow flowing punch was consuming his energy at a rapid speed. He wanted to stop, but he could not stop. Every new figure of Yang Jie appeared was the weakest place in his defense at that moment, and it was also the best time for Yang Jie to make a move. In order to prevent being attacked, he could only fight his life, constantly waving and extending his punch, desperately chasing and slashing the newly emerging figure, not even dared to slow down for a moment, let alone stop.

After flashing through the nearly two meters of fist light that was stimulated by Chels Rosen's fist force again, Yang Jie's hands and five fingers were put together, and the fist force was circulating, and a cold breath spread out, freezing people's hearts and spleens, cold people's hearts and wills. If the will is slightly weaker, his hands and feet will be unable to move by this momentum.

Yang Jie's fists were not only powerful, but their trajectory was even more strange and mysterious. They were just taking different moves, unexpectedly, "Bang bang bang", and the fists quickly hit the fist force that was passing by three times. The strength broke through the surface with a point, instantly dispersing the strong fist energy condensed by Chels Rosen on the fist.

The boxing energy transformed into strength was always in contact with Chels Rosen's spirit. The boxing energy disintegrated strangely. Chels Rosen's mental power was inevitably subjected to strong shock. He was so shocked that he almost lost his soul, afraid that Yang Jie would arrive next attack, so he quickly stabilized the trembling boxing force and slashed it back, and his mind gathered to the extreme. He always paid attention to the arrival of a fatal blow at the next moment.

Yang Jie showed a sarcastic sneer on his lips, and his body twisted flexibly like a fist in an unconventional form. After easily avoiding Chels Rosen and looking back, he had already come behind him. "Puff!" he slapped it out with a palm and slapped Chels Rosen's vest.

"Wow!" Chels Rosen screamed, and was beaten by the huge force and flew out with his teeth and claws.

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Chapter completed!