Chapter 1168: Paishan Eightfold Palm

Accompanied by the stamping of the silver halberd, Wan Chen's palm gesture also suppressed it at the same time.

The silver halberd fell to the ground with a shock, and a strange scene appeared.

All I could see was a large area of ​​silver-white cold light jumping out of the ground like a volcanic eruption.

"Roar!"

A low-pitched roar rose into the sky, followed by a silver-white snake rushing into the sky.

The terrifying coercion, with an extremely ferocious aura, covered hundreds of meters in a circle with a layer of frost in an instant.

"What!" Wan Chen's pupils shrank, but it was too late to retract his palm.

What followed was a terrifying fluctuation, which was shaken out with a majestic posture.

"Boom!"

Wan Chen screamed, and was immediately knocked back tens of meters by this terrifying momentum. His arm was broken immediately, and his five fingers were all bloody.

"How can it be……"

Wan Chen's face was pale, and Yang Lifei, who was very close, was shocked.

The silver-white flood snake that he saw just now was definitely an artifact spirit, and the long halberd seemed to him to be just an ordinary middle-grade spirit artifact.

But he was wrong, the medium-grade spirit weapon that contained the spirit of the weapon actually had a chilling feeling in it, making him feel cold all over.

How could this kid have such a weapon! ?

Lin Hu and the others were also shocked, and the guards opened their mouths in surprise: "What a powerful momentum..."

The movement here immediately attracted Xu Zhi, as well as Shen Cheng and Zhang Shengxiang, especially Shen Cheng and Zhang Shengxiang's expressions became even more moved.

"This kid..."

They had already received news in advance that the disciples of Xiaoyaomen would participate in this escort mission.

When they learned that it was a kid in the late stage of Jindan Realm, they didn't take it seriously.

This kind of strength can be easily dismissed. Killing is not only a hand tail, but also a waste of time.

But who would have thought that Wan Chen's hand would be broken by the aura that this kid erupted just now?

How is this possible?

Xu Zhi couldn't help but look at Xiao Yu more, and the look of surprise in his eyes flashed away.

"This kid..."

She felt it, the boy had been silent all the time, but the sudden outburst made her feel like she was looking up at a high mountain.

However, Shen Cheng and Zhang Shengxiang became even more angry immediately. Their plan must not be disturbed by any factors!

"The disciples of the Blood Tooth Sect obey the order, kill him!" Zhang Shengxiang roared, and all the disciples of the Blood Tooth Sect on the Shining Lights swarmed towards Xiao Yu's direction.

The white light dissipated, Xiao Yu just stood there steadfastly, majestic like a divine pagoda.

There was a trace of chic and willful posture in the fluttering sleeves.

On Xiao Yu's long halberd, there was a lifelike snake hovering upwards, fierce and mighty.

The cold air still enveloped hundreds of meters around, Yang Lifei took a deep breath, trying to calm down the restless emotions in his heart.

Xiao Yu shook his head, glanced at Wan Chen indifferently, and said, "Who is looking for death now?"

Wan Chen's face turned blue and purple, and he was injured with just such a breath, how could he swallow this breath?

"Stop being arrogant!"

Wan Chen let out a roar, and rushed over again, this time he stretched out his other hand, and the eloquent palm gestures rushed over like mountains and seas.

"Pailing Eight Palms!"

Wan Chen, as a true disciple of his own sect, had to say that his talent was indeed strong. When such a mysterious supernatural power came out, the momentum was so great that it shook the surrounding valley.

"Little brother, run away! That's Wan Chen's sect's record of becoming famous!"