The personal soldier king of the beautiful president

Chapter 781

Wang Chen moved his right foot back half a step, and moved his body to the side to avoid it.

The old man named Tianshen snorted coldly, and the fist that was about to hit Wang Chen's body instantly turned into sharp claws, grabbing towards Wang Chen's chest.

Snapped--

As soon as the god's sharp claws touched Wang Chen's chest, Wang Chen's body trembled suddenly, and the palm of the god was bounced away.

At the same time, Wang Chen suddenly kicked the god's stomach.

Surprise flashed in Tianshen's eyes, he didn't expect Wang Chen to be so slippery, like a loach, he couldn't catch him at all.

But he was just a little surprised, he didn't even dodge Wang Chen's attack, but shot again, stabbing towards Wang Chen's eyes, it seemed that he wanted to goug Wang Chen's eyes.

bang——

The god's hand was still a little away from Wang Chen's eyes, but Wang Chen's right foot kicked the god's stomach all at once.

At the moment of first contact, the God of Heaven felt like a piece of fine iron to Wang Chen, but when Wang Chen put more force on his feet, the God of Heaven was directly kicked out.

Flipping a few times in the air, and landing a little embarrassed, the god looked at Wang Chen's eyes full of disbelief.

He didn't know Wang Chen well, the most he knew was staying in the battle scene yesterday.

I originally thought that Wang Chen was able to make such a big commotion because his own strength was in a mess, but he didn't expect that his body was not weaker than his own, and even stronger than his own, otherwise it would be impossible to kick him Kicking and flying, he couldn't even make himself feel the pain.

You know, the current Wang Chen can indeed only exert half of his strength, not only his strength, but also his strength, physical strength, etc. can only exert half of it.

How terrifying would it be if he was at full strength?
Thinking of this, the gods understood that it was absolutely impossible for Wang Chen to survive.

When Tianshen was shocked, Wang Chen was also a little shocked. He looked at the flashing pain on Tianshen's face, a smile slowly appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said slowly: "I thought, you are not afraid of pain, but now it seems that you are not afraid of pain." It turns out that you are also afraid of pain."

While speaking, Wang Chen bowed his body halfway, kicked his toes on the ground vigorously, and rushed towards the god with a jerk of his body.

The god didn't dodge at all, and rushed head-on, obviously wanting to fight Wang Chen hard.

Just when the two were about to confront each other, Wang Chen's left foot tilted a little sideways without any warning. The next moment, he suddenly disappeared from the spot, and rushed to the wolf king not far away at the limit speed.

The wolf king was fighting against Xingda at the moment, and he was still being suppressed and beaten. He never thought that Wang Chen would suddenly get rid of the god and attack him.

Just when he sensed something was wrong and wanted to retreat, Wang Chen showed a slight smile on his face, and said calmly: "I want to leave, it's too late."

Before the voice fell, Wang Chen's fist had already hit the wolf king's chest. If you looked carefully, you would find that Wang Chen's middle finger joints were slightly lifted, and they had already hit the wolf king's heart.

"Boy, you are courting death."

Wang Chen's series of movements were extremely fast, and when the sky god reacted, the wolf king was already standing there motionless, his face full of unwillingness and resentment.

Turning his head to look at the god who was rushing towards him in anger, Wang Chen grinned, shrugged his shoulders and said to the god, "I'm sorry, I don't want to fight alone with you now, because...it's a waste of time."

"Come out."

Wang Chen's voice fell, and Tian Wang, who was fighting with Jun Yue, suddenly felt bad, and shouted loudly, his voice kept circling in the training ground.

ka ka ka-

As the voice of Tian Wang fell, all the walls around the training ground rose upwards, and dozens of people surrounded the training ground, attacking Wang Chen and others quickly.

Xing Da's eyes flickered, and he came to the side of Jun Yue with three quick beeps, and together with Jun Yue, he dealt with the king of heaven.

As for Bei Wuyou and Bei Xia brothers and sisters, they looked back to back at those members of the Yue Organization who rushed towards him and the others.

Wang Chen stepped back towards the back, looking at the angry god with both eyes, those people who had already besieged him, silently calculating the distance in his heart.

Several seconds passed like this, Wang Chen suddenly stopped, and started to move his hands.

Wang Chen stopped, and the god caught up with Wang Chen in an instant. He didn't say a word, but there was a powerful and unparalleled force on his fist, and he smashed towards Wang Chen's head.

"There are too many people, it's useless to me."

Wang Chen said to the god lightly, then closed his eyes, and suddenly said to Jun Yue and the others: "Close your eyes."

Jun Yue and Xing Da heard Wang Chen's words, stopped the attack without saying a word, took two steps back, and quickly closed their eyes.

And Bei Wuyou and Bei Xia only hesitated for a moment, and closed their eyes.

"You thought it was closed..."

shhhhh--

The god's fist was about to hit Wang Chen's head in an instant. When he heard Wang Chen's words, he sneered, but before he finished speaking, countless hissing sounds came into his ears.

A sense of crisis enveloped his heart, and the god instinctively dodged to the side.

"late--"

Wang Chen seemed to know the thoughts in the heart of the gods, so he said softly, and then snapped his fingers.

Sting - puff -

In an instant, stabbing and puffing sounds resounded in the training ground, and traces of blood spattered and fell to the ground.

The god who was not far in front of Wang Chen stopped abruptly towards the dodging body, and drops of blood dripped on the ground on his body.

On his body, dense transparent silk threads run through his body, as if turning him into a marionette.

All the gods are like this, not to mention the rest of the people, those who just ran out, all of them seemed to have been casted with a hold technique, either maintaining a running posture or an attacking posture, while the king of heaven maintained a Defensive posture.

Their faces were full of horror and pain, their eyes were full of despair, and there were more and more wounds on their bodies.

Wang Chen slowly opened his eyes, looked at the people in the training ground who looked like sculptures, looked at the god with a smile and said: "As a person, the thing I'm most afraid of is group attacks."

Hearing this, the god looked at Wang Chen with resentment on his face, and opened his mouth to speak, but when he opened his mouth, he couldn't speak at all, but spit out a mouthful of blood, and then his eyes completely dimmed.

Wang Chen sat cross-legged on the ground, looked at the god who looked like a marionette, and sighed: "How can you prevent my attack?"

Snapped--

After finishing speaking, Wang Chen snapped his fingers again, it had already turned blood red, and the silk threads criss-crossing in the training ground all broke on the ground.

(End of this chapter)