The strongest soldier of the female president

"Chen Yang, you, are you okay?"

The little princess wanted to go forward to help Chen Yang, but Chen Yang raised his hand to stop him. He shook his head, lit a cigarette, took a deep puff, exhaled a puff of smoke, shook his head and smiled, "How could I have something to do, cough cough--"

He really wanted to hold back, but he still couldn't hold back. He coughed, and a mouthful of blood rose to his throat, but Chen Yang held back.

The little princess also looked worried and pale.

She knew that just now when Chen Yang was dealing with Jian Chi and the two of them, he specially used part of his energy to resist the fluctuation of energy for her, just not wanting to hurt her.

"Chen, Mr. Chen, is this the power of Jian Yun? It's really, really powerful."

Jian Chi and Baili Yang were also not much better. They dragged their tired bodies and came to Chen Yang. At this moment, the little princess directly opened his arms and stood in front of Chen Yang. He was afraid that they would directly attack Chen Yang. After all, Chen Yang is weak now, she can see it, and Jian Chi can also see it.

However, Jianchi and Bailiyang shook their heads and said: "Little princess, you are too worried. We have sworn by the law of heaven that we will not have any plans against Mr. Chen. Now, we have all seen the power of Jian Yun." We are already in admiration in our hearts.

Mr. Chen was able to comprehend the essence of the sword rhyme in such a short period of time, which already made us feel in awe, so how could it be against Mr. Chen? "

"good."

Jian Chi nodded, and said: "I, Jian Chi, what I just said just now counts."

"I, Bailiyang, said everything, and I counted it all."

Baili Yang also nodded.

They have already changed the name of Chen Yang, boy, or trash, to Mr. Chen.

This change of title has already proved Chen Yang's status in their hearts.

For their friars who practice swords, they will respect those who have attainments in the way of swordsmanship, and even those who are extremely talented.

Just as the weak respect the strong.

"I, Bailiyang, will withdraw from this exchange meeting."

Bailiyang spoke.

"I, Sword Crazy, quit too."

Jian Chi said again: "As for whether the members of my Jianzong retreat or not, that is beyond my control, but I can guarantee that I will not participate in it. In the next two days in the wasteland, I will not talk to Chen If the son has any conflicts, he will not participate in others.

Of course, I hope that one day, in the clan competition where the strong contend for hegemony, I hope to truly compete with Mr. Chen. "

"Me too."

Baili Yang also nodded.

"Little princess, let's go."

Chen Yang just smiled lightly, without saying anything, and left the maze of death with the little princess. For others, the maze of death symbolized death, but for someone like Chen Yang with a strong soul consciousness, it was just like the death maze. Like playing, you can go out directly.

Following Chen Yang's departure, Jian Chi and Baili Yang looked at the hill in the distance, which looked like it had been cut down by a sword, and their eyes were filled with surprise.

Sword rhyme.

Although it was cut by Chen Yang with a sword rhyme, the power of the sword rhyme comprehended by Chen Yang may be much lower than that of the original sword rhyme comprehended by Chen Yang, but they will comprehend it based on the traces of the sword rhyme left by Chen Yang.

If they can comprehend this sword rhyme, it will greatly improve their swordsmanship and their own sword intent.

This time, although they didn't get the sword rhyme left by Senior Wasteland, this piece of sword rhyme was enough for them to comprehend for a long time.

"Sword idiot, how about you and I comprehend this sword rhyme left by Mr. Chen together?"

Bailiyang spoke.

"Right on my mind."

Jian Chi nodded, and said: "You and I set up formations around the hills together. During this time, we directly use the sword rhyme to comprehend it. It's a pity that there is only one sword rhyme, but it is not bad for us. gone."

"it is good."

Baili Yang glanced at Fang Cheng, Qing Yun, and Feng Yanglong who were in the distance, and asked, "How do you plan to deal with them?"

"Let it run its course."

Jian Chi didn't talk nonsense, and after finishing speaking, he said: "Let's set up the formation together."

"Ah."

Baili Yang and Jian Chi walked in the air at the same time, turning into a stream of light, and flew away towards the half hill where Chen Yang left a line of sword rhyme.

off-screen.

"Hahaha, it's finally fixed. I don't know if Chen Yang, that little trash is dead."

"Definitely dead."

"Yeah, Mr. Fang Cheng made a move. If he doesn't die, it doesn't make sense. Qian Jisha has already made a move. How can he not die?"

"Hey, what are you talking about? Aren't there two strong men here? Mr. Fang Cheng, I feel very mysterious."

"Look, it seems to be different from what you said."

While everyone was discussing, a person pointed at the curtain and roared.

"Whatever you look at, no matter how you look at it, the result is not the same. That little trash Chen Yang is dead, right?"

"Hey, it doesn't seem to be the case. Where's that guy Chen Yang? Why don't you see him?"

"Yeah, those two seem to have disappeared, what's going on?"

The others on the big screen did not see Chen Yang, Xiaojun Zhu, Jian Chi, and Baili Yang, and they couldn't help but exclaimed.

Zhenxuanzi, Fuchenzi, Long Leiming, and Young Master Baili frowned deeply when they saw the picture on the big screen.

What about people?

Why is it gone?
What happened at the moment when the curtain fell?
Everyone frowned deeply, staring at the big screen, looking for the figure they wanted to find.

Sudden.

Someone yelled.

"In that big pit, there seems to be a person, but I can't see his face clearly. It feels so familiar. It seems to be the closed disciple of the owner of the dealer, Feng Yanglong."

"How is it possible, Feng Yanglong's cultivation base is also very strong, how could it be possible to be in the big pit? Isn't it funny?"

"Yeah, it's impossible."

"Why is it impossible? Quickly look, the knife, the heavy knife that has been broken into two pieces, isn't it the heavy knife that Mr. Feng Yanglong is carrying?"

It doesn't matter if you don't say it, let's take a closer look.

Oh, it really is.

"How did Mr. Feng Yanglong become like this?"

"Yeah, it's not a big deal, who on earth has such great strength to give Feng Yanglong to—"

This maze of death is too chaotic now.

There is a mess everywhere.

There are big holes everywhere.

Even the hills were blasted to pieces.

"I'm so tired, I'm really a windy dragon."

Suddenly, Zhuang Yulin blushed and his neck was thick, and he jumped up violently: "What's the matter with Feng Yanglong? How did he become such a bear? What happened to him? And who beat him up like this?"