Chapter Twenty -five Chapter seriously injured Evans

Evans roared, punching to Ningchen.

God power wrapped on his fist, dragging a white light marks in the air, and even hitting the sound of breaking the wind!

Ning Chen raised his hand and held Evans's fist in the palm.

"this......"

Evans was stunned, and it felt like a punch on the cotton.

Shouldn't!

This divine power, do n’t say that it ’s like this, it will be burned when you get closer!

Can this boy hold my fist?

How is it possible?!

"There is no strength to beat people, and I still say that I am a hunting god?"

Ning Chen's fist punch up, and fisted sharply on Evans's face.

puff!

If Evans was hit by a lightning, the whole person flew directly to the side and smashed it on the wall.

He struggled to get up from the ground, spit out two teeth, and his mouth was full of blood.

"You, who are you? Why don't you be afraid of divine power?!"

He could clearly feel that when Ning Chen had just started, it was a pure physical strength.

In other words, this kid can hurt himself just by fist!

It's almost left!

Ning Chen sneered and said indifferently: "Divine power, but something that is not flowing, like you, I kill it, I don't know how much!"

Previously, those hunters of Shanrou, coupled with the subsequent parts of the hunting gods, calculated that there were few hundred people.

After hearing the words, Evans's complexion was a tide, and her eyes were intertwined with anger and resentment.

His legs were slightly flexed, and then he kicked the ground suddenly, like a rocket!

When he jumped into the air, he closed his hands, and the turbulent divine power broke out on his body, as if he was added to the fire of diesel!

"Damn guy, dying under my stunt, you should look!"

"Holy Sage!"

With Evans's roar, his arms fell sharply, and a half -moon -like divine power broke the air!

Wherever you pass, even the air becomes distorted!

This is Evans gathered all the skills exhibited by all the divine power, and even the gods can be seriously injured.

Looking at the light blade coming from the face, Ning Chen narrowed his eyes, and the spiritual vortex rotated in his body.

A stream of spiritual power follow the eight veins of the strange scriptures, condenses a long sword in the right palm.

Ning Chen raised a long sword, and waved lightly.

Alas!

The spiritual sword broke the holes when he broke his holes, and the light blade collided fiercely.

The invisible air waves spread in all directions, setting off the dust and dust!

The light blade could not bear the power of the spiritual sword mang, but when it was at the same way, it suddenly burst!

The smile on Evans's face is instantly solidified.

"No ... no ... this is impossible! Impossible!"

He screamed in horror, moving his body to escape.

However, the speed of spiritual sword mang is beyond his imagination. Before he could turn around, he passed directly!

"puff!"

Evans sprayed a bloody blood, and her complexion was suddenly pale, and it fell from the air weakly.

Bang!

Evans hit the ground heavily, struggling to get up.

However, this sword was seriously injured, and the power in his body was gone. At this moment, he couldn't even sit up.

On the side, the surviving hand was frightened, trembling, trembling.

Seeing that Ning Chen came over, the fear of fear in his eyes was even stronger, and he turned subconsciously to escape from this place.

Well!
Chapter completed!