As a result, the advantages of his skills were gone. After all, the twenty-third level of Fierce Yang Divine Skill was equivalent to the highest level of earth-level low-level skills.

Li Fuchen has many trump cards, including the six-star bronze sword marrow, the nine-turn purple energy magical pattern, and the Haotian Sword Technique martial pattern.

However, Li Fuchen did not intend to use the six-star bronze sword marrow.

Not everyone has the Six-Star Secret Technique, even if it is a master of the Dou Ling Realm. Once it is exposed, who knows what will happen.

What's more, the Bronze Sword Marrow is not an ordinary six-star secret method. It can be superimposed on other secret methods and explode with stronger power. To a certain extent, it is reasonable to say that it is a seven-star secret method.

Behind his back, the lines of the Nine-turn Purple Qi Divine Skill lit up, and Li Fuchen's blazing Yang Qi was transformed into the more powerful Nine-turn Purple Qi.

Li Fuchen guessed that the Nine-turn Purple Qi Divine Skill was at least a high-level earth-level skill, and it might even be a top-level Earth-level skill. The Lieyang True Qi was already extremely powerful. After it was transformed into the Nine-turn Purple Qi, Li Fuchen felt

The entire void could be shaken. A vast and pure wave rippled from Li Fuchen's body, and the entire void was dyed purple, layer by layer, the further in, the deeper.

"It seems that the Palm of the Fierce Sun will suffice."

Li Fuchen's eyes exploded with purple light, and he shot out a palm.

Between the electric light and flint, eight dazzling purple lights burst out, facing Mopan Fist Jin.

Bang bang bang...

The power of Mopan Fist is extremely terrifying, but Li Fuchen's Palm of the Fierce Sun is even more terrifying. When the two collide, the power of Mopan Fist collapses instantly, while the power of Li Fuchen's Palm of the Fierce Sun only collapses mostly, leaving two groups of purple light.

, bombarded the old demon of Montenegro.

"How is that possible?"

The Black Mountain Old Demon couldn't believe it. He punched Zimang with one punch and couldn't help but take ten steps back. Every step he took made the ground crack and explode.

"You also take my sword."

After defeating the Black Mountain Old Demon with one palm, Li Fuchen's confidence greatly increased. He swung his red blood sword and fired hundreds of purple sword lights.

ah!

The Black Mountain Old Demon roared wildly, punching the void wildly, shattering sword lights one after another.

But there were too many sword lights and they were too dense.

The old demon from Montenegro retreated continuously.

Poof!

A ray of sword light passed over the shoulder of the old demon from Black Mountain, and a piece of meat was suddenly missing from it, which was completely charred.

"The Old Devil of Montenegro is not his opponent?"

Zhang Yun and Zhang Kun were stunned, as were everyone in the Luo family, and Luo Yan, who was riding a horned horse, was even more stunned.

That is one of the big demons in Heishan, Old Demon Heishan. His strength is comparable to that of a seventh-level warrior in the Reborn Realm, but he is no match for Li Fuchen?
Chapter completed!