In the distance, the Meng family warriors saw this scene and their eyes were filled with excitement.

"Haha... the head of the family took out the Three Holy Thunder Swords, and this time he would definitely be able to kill that little bastard."

"The Three Holy Thunder Swords are the lowest-grade magic weapon of the heavenly level, and their power is unimaginable."

"That little beast is dead!"

"Hmph... Kill this little beast and use his flesh and blood to sacrifice the Three Holy Thunder Swords, maybe it can transform the Thunder Sword."

"If the Three Saint Thunder Swords can transform and become a mid-grade magic weapon at the heavenly level, then our Meng family will make great progress and may be able to control the Beiyang Tianfu."

...

The warriors of the Meng family smiled proudly.

The Three Saint Thunder Sword is a low-grade magic weapon in the heavenly level, and its power is unimaginable.

As soon as it appears, it immediately triggers endless storms.

This caused the Ganghuo Tianyang that Su Chen made suddenly to pause.

"A sword, wind and thunder, shake the nine heavens."

The Three Holy Thunder Swords in Meng Qing's hand suddenly moved, and a little cold light suddenly appeared towards Wuwu.

The cold light spreads, half of it becoming wind and half as thunder.

The wind and thunder roar together!

It thundered and slashed towards Ganghuo Tianyang.

With a bang.

Ganghuo Tianyang exploded directly.

"Little beast, die!"

Meng Qing roared, and the Three Holy Thunder Swords cut through the void, and suddenly condensed nine whirlpools of wind and thunder, and moved together and headed straight for Su Chen.

"It's just a false statement!"

Su Chen's face was always calm. He took one step forward, his fighting spirit was overwhelming, and his blood trembled in the sky.

"broken!"

Su Chen punched out, and the invincible power exploded, destroying the three wind and thunder vortexes that were coming directly shattered.

boom!

At this time, the blood wave slashed by Qian Shi Jian's sword was approaching.

The vast and boundless sword waves were slapped hard.

Su Chen's face was still filled with light clouds and wind. With one step, he smashed the three wind and thunder vortexes with one punch. When he turned around, he stepped on the dragon and elephant.

, exploded with a bang.

With one step down, his momentum suddenly rose tenfold.

"Divine Battle Fist, the first punch!"

The punch fell and directly defeated the Blood Wave.

boom!

Zhang Huan's face changed drastically, and his body took a step back. The spiritual energy erupted, and the Qianshi Sword poured into his hand, slashing forward.

"The cold light destroys the sky!"

Zhang Huan shouted loudly, and the cold light flashed suddenly, and the sword light appeared again, covering the sky and the sun.

"Um?"

Su Chen frowned and did not dodge. The power of Wang Xiang completely exploded and punched the coming Wanzhang Knife.

Bang!

The loud noise echoed, the sword was so vast that it made a loud noise, and it suddenly collapsed.

Zhang Huan was blown away and vomited blood.

At this time, the remaining six wind and thunder vortexes moved together and appeared directly around Su Chen.

"Divine Battle Fist, Second Fist!"

"The third punch!"

Su Chen's fist was vast, and his body was filled with blood and blood. He thrust out three punches in a row to suppress all directions.

The six vortexes of wind and thunder trembled and collapsed.

With the breakthrough of the Ancient Dragon and Elephant Technique and entering the fourth level, Su Chen can already completely launch the Nine Fist of the Divine Battle.

The origin of the God's Nine Fist is not simple. This is a heaven-defying martial art comparable to the Five Elements Mysterious Spirit Art.

As long as Su Chen's physical strength becomes stronger and stronger, the power of the Nine Fist of the Divine Battle will continue to increase.

In the end, if you truly reach the perfect state, you can break the stars with one punch and suppress the mountains and rivers with one force.

"How is this possible?"

Meng Qing's face changed suddenly. He watched this scene from a distance, held the hand of the Three Holy Thunder Swords and trembled violently.

Just when Su Chenyi was about to react

Step down.

"The tread of the dragon and the elephant."

This step seemed to step between the other party's mind and shock his soul.

Meng Qing screamed and stepped back. Before he could react, he met Su Chen's fist.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

Su Chen did not change his moves, and he made three punches straight away.

One punch after another made Meng Qing cough up blood, his body trembled, and he was extremely frightened.

There was a dead silence around the mountain.

The warriors from the Meng family looked at this scene in amazement.

On weekdays, the head of the family who was almost invincible in front of them is now screaming and unable to fight back.

"This... this is simply a human-shaped tyrannosaurus."

Zhang Huan swallowed and said in surprise.

At this moment, he was already retreating. Just as he was about to call someone to leave, a figure suddenly fell under his feet.

Bang!

Meng Qing's figure suddenly fell.

Just now, at the last moment, Su Chen made a powerful uppercut and hit Meng Qing's nose hard, directly knocking him out.

The reason why he could hit Zhang Huan so accurately was also deliberately doing it.

Su Chen's mind was so powerful that no matter how much the audience was, he could not hide any movements.

Zhang Huan wanted to escape, but how could he not know?

Su Chen walked slowly over, picked up the Three Holy Thunder Swords, and looked at them for a few glances.

"Yes, this is a good sword, but it's a pity that you are not a swordsman!"

Su Chen said meaningfully.

Immediately, he put away the Three Holy Thunder Swords in Meng Qing's almost fire-breathing eyes.

This thing is a low-grade magic weapon in the heavenly level, and it is of great value. Even if he can't use it, he can still get a lot of spirit stones after auctioning it back.

After doing all this, Su Chen's eyes were faint,

Give Zhang Huan a glance.

"Why, you want to run?"

"without."

Zhang Huan waved his hands repeatedly.

"Little beast, no matter how much the price I pay today, I will tear you to pieces."

Meng Qing raised his head and glared at Su Chen fiercely, with a strong resentment in his eyes.

"Huh... can still move."

Su Chen slowly turned around, with an expression of interest on his face.

No one noticed that almost the moment he turned around, Zhang Huan suddenly burst out and roared.

"The sword ghost is on patrol."
To be continued...