Fortune Chapter 787

“This old fellow is somewhat powerful, Silly Big One, let’s both go and meet him.”

Lin Qi’s face unleashed killing intent as he accompanied Silly Ben to kill Hatakongzhi, who was with Murong Tiandu, and his strength had also broken through to Great Rendu, although he did not have the power of the Nine Suns in his body, he was at least an expert whose strength had reached the Great Rendu realm.

“Leave the Ghost Servant to me.” Leng Wufei killed the Ghost Servant.

“Four Heavenly Dragon Generals, Silver Dragon Generals listen to the order, follow me to kill!”

Chen Sky and Chen Tianxing had by this time brought everyone behind them to kill the Divine Eagle and the people from the Northeast Ghost Servant.

A dark night battle broke out at this moment!

“Hmph, Old Master Chen, last time Huangfu Qitian failed to destroy your Chen family, I will do so tonight!” Looking at Old Master Chen who descended in front of him like a fierce tiger and blasted over with his fist, Murong Tiandu smiled coldly, the evil eyes under his mask suddenly grew murderous, only to see him stomp his feet, a ripple of power swept through the air.

Facing Old Master Chen, who was known for his explosive and powerful Eight Extremes Fist, he didn’t dodge, but also clashed with a fierce punch, and in an instant, both their fists became terrifying, as if they were two hammers.

Old Master Chen’s body did not move, and after clashing with Murong Tiandu’s fist, his aged body stepped forward with a fierce step, seemingly slowly, but in an instant he was close to Murong Tiandu’s body, and then, half of his shoulders leaned towards Murong Tian’s body.

The Eight Extremes leaning against the mountain!

This is an extremely strong and brittle move in the Eight Extremes Fist, with an explosive power that is so powerful that it is astonishing.

As the old saying goes, “The world is at peace with Tai Chi in literature, but the world is at peace with the Eight Extremes in martial arts.

From this saying, one can see how terrifying the power of the Baji Fist is.

Looking at the old man in front of him, Murong Tiandu sneered and let out a loud cry.

Boom!

A violent clash resounded through the heavens and the earth, the commotion resembling two mountain peaks clashing wildly together, giving the impression that the ground shook and the mountains shook, causing one’s heart to be shaken!

As this blow fell, the bodies of both Old Master Chen and Murong Tiandu burst back in the night sky, and with each step back, a popping sound would be heard from the void behind them, the force of that retreat having burst the air.

The two men stared at each other, calm and terrifying, their faces both incomparably red.

“Hmph, old man, the Eight Extremes Reliance Sticker is truly worthy of its name.” A cold look crossed Murong Tiandu’s face; “Good, I’ll let you taste my attack as well, the Nine Yang Sacred Dragon Fist!”

Murong Tiandu’s voice fell in the night sky, and immediately, his fist suddenly stormed out towards the void in front of him, this fist, magnificent and incomparable, accompanied by this fist blast, a divine dragon with a golden body and a mighty pressure faintly appeared under the night sky, roaring up to the sky, wanting to tear apart Old Master Chen’s body in front of him.

The Nine Yang Sacred Dragon Fist!

Old Master Chen’s eyes stared as he dared not slow down, and a surge of power was wildly released from his body, all of it converging on his two fists.

“Eight Extremes, Tai Zong Fist!”

The two pairs of iron fists, storming towards the night sky, speeding like light, finally landed fiercely on top of the golden divine dragon’s shadow, the destructive power converging, the movement that erupted was indescribable, but in the end, the golden divine dragon’s shadow was one step stronger.

Old Master Chen’s body fell backwards step by step in the void, his face pale to the extreme, and his pale palms were trembling.

Under the night sky, Murong Tiandu looked as cold as a blade and said; “Old Master Chen, how does it taste?”

“Hmph, kid, your Nine Yang Sacred Dragon Fist is still not practiced enough, if you want to eat me, you can practice it for a few more years.” Old Master Chen snorted coldly and said.

“Old Master Chen, I think I can’t kill you, but I’ll be able to injure you with ease.” After saying that, Murong Tiandu’s body darted out, and only his residual shadow could be seen under the night sky, the Nine Yang Power followed left and right, and his fierce and unparalleled fist attack swung out in the night sky, and the golden-bodied divine dragon shadow roared out madly, ruthlessly charging towards Old Master Chen’s body.

Once again facing the power of the Nine Suns, although Old Master Chen knew that his chances of winning were slim, he did not retreat, as punch after punch of the Eight Extremes Fist Technique blasted out in the void, trying to exterminate the divine dragon’s shadow in the night sky.

However, the power of the Nine Suns was no ordinary power, this power reached an inhuman level. Although Old Master Chen’s Eight Extremes Fist was known for its rigidity, simplicity and swift movements, it was still quite inferior to the overwhelming power of the Nine Suns.

A stream of crimson rainbow blood spilled out from the corner of Old Master Chen’s mouth as his body frantically retreated in the night sky, facing such a fierce attack from Murong Tiandu, he could not resist being injured after all.

“Zhao Hengtian, retreat!”

Hearing these words from Elder Chen, Zhao Hengtian, who was fighting with the Northern Longbow, did not hesitate in the slightest and drew back, Chen Tianxing and Chen Tiantian both also retreated at this time with the four Heavenly Dragon Generals and Silver Dragon Generals, the other experts also left their opponents behind and retreated towards the night sky beyond the Earth Eagle Sub Altar in a subsequent manner.

This was something that everyone had discussed before the great battle began, if they could fight, they would fight, if they could not fight, they would run, there was no need to fight for a momentary gain or loss.

“Humph, want to leave, I give chase!” Seeing this, Beimei Longbow let out a cold snort and was about to lead his men in pursuit.

“No need, let them go.” Murong Tiandu strolled through the night sky and finally landed in front looking at the direction where Elder Chen and the others had disappeared, with a proud look on the corner of his mouth, he had finally won for once in this matter of dealing with Ye Han!

“My lord, now is a good time to chase them down, once we wait for Ye Han to arrive, we won’t have such a good chance.” Beimei Longbow said.

“It’s just the right time to come, it’s just the right time to kill them all together.” Murong Tiandu sneered and said; “Beimei Longbow, this group of guys can run away from the monk but not the temple, go and see where they will go, next, I will slowly play them to death in Taiyuan.”