There is a strong smell of coke in the air.

The barbarian tribe that was still full of vitality before has been reduced to ashes, with only a few residues remaining to witness its past glory.

Scattered sparks shine tenaciously everywhere.

Suddenly a vibrant white palm moved.

The flames everywhere quickly turned into streams of light, flowing towards it happily. Soon they condensed into a ball of fire the size of a basketball, which was absorbed into the palm of the hand bit by bit.

By the time everything was over, Guman's somewhat pale face became a little more rosy.

It can be seen that what he just used was quite expensive.

But the effect is very significant.

At this moment, except for the two seventh-level barbarian warriors, including the seventh-level witch priest, so many people who were still alive have been reduced to ashes under his full coverage move.

Click!

He crushed the neck bone of a seventh-level barbarian in his hand, and when he turned around and was about to crush the remaining man to death, a series of sonic booms suddenly sounded from behind.

"I thought you had escaped, but I didn't expect you were still here. Do you want to seize the opportunity of my weakness to turn defeat into victory? I'm sorry to tell you that your wishful thinking was wrong!"

Guman suddenly turned around and looked at Chen Jing as if he had caught you.

At this time, his breath suddenly rose sharply, returning to his previous peak.

His face was extremely rosy, as if the previous paleness was just an illusion.

Obviously everything just shown was just a scam, just to lure Chen Jing into taking the bait.

At this time, Chen Jing's body was completely black and gray.

He was not unscathed by Guman's blast of flames.

At this time, when he saw the other party waiting for him calmly and vigorously, his expression couldn't help but change.

But now the arrow is on the string and has to be fired.

Chen Jing could only grit his teeth and slash at him with his sword.

"The strength is pretty good, much stronger than most seventh-level ones. It's a pity that you met me. So, die!"

At the end, as if his great revenge was about to be avenged, Guman, who was in a very happy mood, laughed and opened his fingers. The crimson flames on his fingertips condensed into claws, and he fiercely grabbed at the charging Chen Jing.

However, at this moment, Chen Jing, who had always lowered his head, finally raised his face, revealing his sarcastic eyes, and said with a curl of the corner of his mouth:

"Idiot! Are you happy? I cooperated well? I hope you can still laugh next time!"

Sure enough, Guman stopped laughing.

Not only because of Chen Jing's unprepared words, but also because in the former's free hand, a purple lightning that seemed to be compressed countless times was exuding a terrifying aura that tore everything apart.

"This is Shang Qianqiu's Divine Sky Nine Destruction Purple Thunder!"

Guman's face changed drastically. For the first time, he lost the confidence that he had everything under control. He was full of panic and disbelief.

"How is it possible! Shang Qianqiu is actually willing to pay such a high price to hide his attack inside your body?"

The purple lightning on Chen Jing's palm is a killing move with Shang Qianqiu's strength.

Generally speaking, it is completely thankless for a legendary warrior to peel off his own attack and hide it in others.

Not to mention the need to specialize in practicing secret techniques in this area.

Furthermore, doing this is extremely damaging to the practitioner's vitality, and it will not be possible to make up for it within a month.

This was the rare paleness on Shang Qianqiu's face before the battle.

He is no longer at his peak, and it will be even more dangerous if his enemies seize the opportunity at this time.

So generally speaking, few legendary warriors are willing to do this.

No wonder Guman was so horrified.

"Nothing is impossible! Because he is Shang Qianqiu!"

When Chen Jing said this, he couldn't help but think of the scene where Shang Qianqiu showed up uninvited in his room the day before the appointment.

Perhaps it was because of his guilt for not truly protecting himself, or perhaps because he valued talents, or perhaps it was because of Shang Qingmei. Shang Qianqiu did not give himself a chance to refuse, so he stripped away his power and hid it in his body.

, and then after telling the purpose, he left peacefully.

As if all this was nothing at all.

Chen Jing has had direct contact with two legendary warriors so far.

One is Shang Qianqiu, and the other is Luo Heng, the thunderer.

In the eyes of outsiders, one of the two characters is extremely cold, while the other is cheerful and has no integrity.

It seems that the latter is easy to get along with, but Chen Jing knows that it is completely different.

Although Luo Heng had received help that reduced all the contribution points of the Nine-Level Thunder Sword he had cultivated, he still had to say that the latter was very enthusiastic on the surface, but in fact he was as cold as ice in his heart.

Shang Qianqiu is just the opposite. He seems cold and unkind, but in fact he has a fiery heart.

This can be seen from the fact that he was entrusted by Xia Guo to serve as the team leader for the global competition.

Initially, the superiors learned that Luo Heng had an old relationship with Chen Jing's father and were ready to let him go, but the latter refused without hesitation.

Only then did Shang Qianqiu step up and take over.

The main reason is that Chen Jing is kind to Shang Qingmei.

A cold person may not be heartless, and a passionate person may not be genuine.

Chen Jing sincerely admires and respects Shang Qianqiu.

With such a person who has been protecting him all the way, how could Chen Jing abandon his roots and switch to another country?

The situation is changing.

When the Divine Sky's Nine-Destroying Purple Thunder appeared in Chen Jing's palm, the environment that was filled with the aura of fire before seemed to be swept away by the brilliant power from the nine heavens.

Instead, there is endless majesty and solemnity.

At this moment, Guman is no longer as arrogant and domineering as before, when the purple thunder blooms.

With his face turned pale by the light, he let out a strange scream and was about to turn into a line of fire and escape as fast as he could.

However, at this moment, the only remaining seventh-level barbarian seedling behind him, who had been ignored by him since before, burst out with the last remaining strength like a flashback, and jumped up, hugging his burned-black body tightly.

Live in Guman.

Guman's expression changed drastically. Although he could easily break away from the opponent, it was the barbarian's brief interruption that made it impossible for him to escape again.

It's too late!

Boom!

It's like God is roaring.

The purple thunder in Chen Jing's palm quickly expanded countless times, turning into a purple spear as thick as a bucket and stabbing Gu Man directly.

The dazzling purple light quickly occupied all the latter's sight.

It instantly enveloped the seventh-level barbarian behind the opponent.

In an instant, the whole place was filled with purple lightning.

The brightness was so strong that even Chen Jing had to look away.

The earth is rolling!

At this time, a large area of ​​land in front of Chen Jing seemed to have been wiped away by an invisible hand, and it dropped three to four meters out of thin air.

There was a stabbing pain in the palm of his hand. Chen Jing, who had stepped back hundreds of meters, looked at the burnt black on his left hand where he had just struck a blow far beyond his imagination.

No matter how hard he tried to repair the injury, it would not work in a short period of time.

This is still the case for me, let alone Guman.

With anticipation, he looked ahead into the thick smoke and dust without blinking.

After a few breaths, suddenly!
Chapter completed!