Fanatic Martial God

Xiao Chen’s strangeness disappeared, and Lu Zhong and the dozens of guards’ hearts were shocked, as if they were fixed in place.

When Xiao Chen appeared again, it was already on the big tree dozens of meters behind.

Slightly frowning, his face was dignified, Xiao Chen’s heart burst into laughter and said: “It’s a good risk, I’ve just gotten in the middle of it, this guy’s **** is hard to deal with.”

When Xiao Chen appeared, Lu Zhong immediately returned to his heart. His cold eyes sank and his heart groaned: "What is this body? The smell of this kid has disappeared and nothing can be felt."

The cold eyes looked at Xiao Chen, a stranger in front of him. After a moment, Lu Zhong asked coldly: "Who is you? Why do you want to intervene in the Shuiyun Palace?"

Wen Yan, Xiao Chen spread his hands and said: "I don't intend to intervene in your affairs, but the temptation of artifacts is too big."

"Do you believe in the ghosts of Ye Qingshan?" The face sank, and Lu Zhong asked coldly, and his eyes flicked through a murderous murderous.

"Let's pack high, don't you believe it? Otherwise, with your cultivation, just one of your palms is enough to kill him!" The face pulled a sneer, Xiao Chen faint.

"This kid is very different, and he will be guilty. Li Wei was injured. If he was rescued by Ye Qingshan, I would not be able to catch them back. Although I don't want to let him go, it is more important to hide artifacts. Then I took Ye Qingshan back to the palace owner. "The cold eyes stared at Xiao Chen, and Lu Zhong was planning."

Thinking of this, Lv Zhong sneered, no longer paying attention to Xiao Chen, turned and said: "Bring Ye Qingshan back."

"Brother, save me!" Ye Qingshan, who was seriously injured, his pale face suddenly changed, and hurriedly shouted that only Xiao Chen could save him.

"Master, don't let him take Ye Qingshan!" Shenjian hurriedly shouted.

Xiao Chen fell from the big tree on the ground, and his eyes flickered and murderous. Xiao Chen did not intend to give up.

I noticed the murderousness of Xiao Chen, and Lu Zhongtou did not return to the sneer: "I want to do my best to measure my strength!"

"If you put Ye Qingshan down now, I might let you leave alive!" The cold eyes are more murderous, and Xiao Chen is cold and cold, and the cold voice is shocking and cold.

"You can try." Stopping the footsteps, Lu Zhong slightly tilted his head, squinting to the back of Xiao Chen, a sneer without fear, cold and proud.

It is said that Xiao Chen is not angry and resounding, and the corner of his mouth evokes a sneer sneer. After a complete convergence of breath, his body is stunned into the ground.

Xiao Chen's breath disappeared, Lu Zhong's face sank slightly, and coldly said: "Be careful, optimistic about Ye Qingshan!"

"I want to take away Ye Qingshan, I don't think about it!" A late King of the Holy Land, who was holding the leaves of Ye Qingshan, was the master of the two sacred kings. They had confidence to block Xiao Chen.

The dozens of guards were dignified and staring at the ground with vigilance. Once Xiao Chen appeared, they would kill Xiao Chen as quickly as possible.

Under the ground, Xiao Chen has quietly come to a dozen people, his eyes are murderous, his hands are slowly rising, Xiao Chen sneer: "I want to kill you is also easy! I want to grab the artifact with me, you are still tender. ""

"Hey!"

The wooden property of the body, Shengyuan Power, is fully motivated. The raised hands and the palms instantly extend out a sharp branch of the branches, and rushing to the ground with lightning, like a weapon of indestructible power.

"Be careful! Get rid of it!" Perceived the overbearing power from the ground, Lu Zhong’s face suddenly changed and hurriedly screamed.

At the time of Lu Zhong’s retreat, the three holy kings also quickly retired with Ye Qingshan.

"Hey!"

"Ah!"

Eight spiked branches suddenly broke through the ground, and the guards who had not had time to escape, suddenly changed their faces, their eyes were full of horror, and eight branches pierced their bodies in an instant, and the blood was sprayed out. After the screams, eight people fell to the ground. .

In the early days of the Holy Land and the Middle Ages of the Holy King, it was impossible to bear the power of Xiao Chen’s overbearing power, and eight people were killed in an instant.

"Mixed! Actually dare to kill me Shuiyun Holy Palace guard! Stinky boy! You are looking for death!" Seeing the eight people was instantly killed, a sacred king suddenly screamed, murderous.

"It’s good to kill!" Ye Qingshan, who was seriously injured, had a sigh of relief in his heart.

"Bastard! Shut up!" A slap in the late King of the King squatted behind Ye Qingshan, angered, and the tyrannical force shook Ye Qingshan again to vomit blood.

"Xuanjie God decided! Cyclone sucks!"

Lv Zhong's face was violently pumped, and his heart suddenly screamed and reached out to the underground where Xiao Chen was located. The tyrannical suction was ejected.

But what disappointed Lu Zhong was that Xiao Chen had disappeared without a trace.

"This kid is very different, and he can't catch his breath!" The face is extremely stunned, and his eyes are flashing with smoldering murderousness. Lu Zhong is angry.

"Bad boy, there is a kind of roll out!" Sweeping around the eyes, a sacred king screamed in the late.

"Now let go, it's still too late." Xiao Chen's strange move out of the ground, his face cold, cold and cold, there is already a sword in his hand.

"Chinese goods fairy!" Eyes staring at Xiao Chen's long sword, Lu Zhong and other people's face changed, the eyes are flashing a touch of greed.

"boom!"

Disdainful sneer, the soles of the feet slammed on the ground, and the slamming sounds, Lu Zhong’s body slammed into the dust along the ground, and all the tyrannical forces broke out.

"Space transfer! No shadow to kill!" Lu Zhong shot at that moment, Xiao Chen heart suddenly sighed and screamed, the figure disappeared like a strange.

"The breath has disappeared!" The brow wrinkled and forced to stop the body shape. Lv Zhong’s heart was taboo, and his eyes glanced around.

"laugh!"

When Xiao Chen appeared again, he saw a golden light flashing away, but it took a blood, and followed the trajectory of the blood sprayed, and found a late King who could not fall.

Amazingly, the Prince did not know what was going on in the late stages.

"This...how is it possible..." Lu Zhong suddenly looked back and saw that the late King of the King fell, his face changed again and again, and he was so shocked that he could not believe it.

"Hey..."

The two kings who were holding the Ye Qingshan in the late period of the Qing Dynasty were also scared and white, shivering, and swallowing a hard throat. They dared not move again.

"A terrible guy is simply a metamorphosis. In the mid-term of the Holy King, the power of the late Kings broke out. God didn't know **** the late King!" Even the seriously injured Ye Qingshan was also Xiao. The dusty and fierce means and the fierce strength were shocked, and the shock was so devastating.

In addition to the shock, Lu Zhong quickly swayed back, worried that Ye Qingshan was rescued by Xiao Chen, a gloomy face, full of fierce murderous.

"Bad boy, you want to save Ye Qingshan! I will not let you go!" Lu Zhongyin snarled, his eyes became terrible with snakes.

"I really thought I would be afraid of you?" The cold voice screamed in vain. In the jungle, Xiao Chen gestured the sword, turned into a golden light, and flashed forward to Lu Zhong.

Flash face looked in the direction of Xiao Chen, his face changed slightly, and Lu Zhong’s heart was taboo: “The power of the sword is strong! The strength of this kid is really not simple.”

"You take Ye Qingshan back! Shengyuan body!" There is no time to think about it. First, the two men are cold and screaming, and then Lu Zhong’s heart suddenly screams, the momentum is soaring, and the force is urging the Shengyuan force. With a blue energy cover, the tyrannical temperament is like a gust of wind.

"Ding!"

"Hey!"

Xiao Chen’s extremely overbearing sword, the thorns of the thorns on the energy cover, a slamming sound, the violent swordsman’s power burst instantly, fiercely spread, shaking the ground and shaking, tearing a crack in the foot At the same time, it is also a step back from Lu Zhongzheng!

"How is this possible! He has such a fierce power!" At the time of the retreat, Lu Zhong’s eyes widened and his heart was shocked.

"Kill you, the two clowns are not my opponents at all!" Lv Zhong smiled at the shock, Xiao Chen was cold and cold, and the murderousness in his eyes was even more.

"Hey! Is it so easy?" The fierce cold screams, Lu Zhong screams, his eyes flashing with grievances.

"Hey!"

However, just as Xiao Chen was happy, there was a sudden sound of breaking through the air at a high altitude, and suddenly Xiao Xiao’s face changed slightly.

"Who are they?" Looking at the sky, Lu Zhong frowned.

"Support?" Frown slightly, Xiao Chen looked at him behind his head and shouted.

"No, master, is the guard of the Soulless Temple!" The sword suddenly shouted and shouted.

"It's Xiao Chen! Find him!" After a while, more than a dozen figures descended, and one of them pointed to Xiao Chen.

"Xiao Chen! It is really you, you really are here, kill him!" The headed man smiled coldly and waved his hand. No matter who Lu Zhong was, there were more than a dozen guards behind him, and the momentum was stunned. Fierce light.

More than a dozen guards are masters of the Holy King. The man headed by him is the peak of the late King of the King. His strength is tyrannical. From the breath, he is much stronger than Lu Zhong.

Taking advantage of the dust that Xiao Chen looked back, Lu Zhong rushed back, his eyes also looked at the dozens of guards who suddenly killed.

"It turned out to be a soulless temple. Is that guy called Xiao Chen? Very good. If there is no soul temple to help, use this opportunity to kill him!" A glance at the dozen guards, Lu Zhong also recognized them. The origins, the face can not help but provoke a sigh of laughter, my heart is evil.

I noticed that a dozen masters of the sacred kings rushed in with lightning. Xiao Chen’s face sank, his feet slammed on the ground, and his body shape rose to the sky and flew to the trunk of a big tree.

"The stinky boy will cast a scorpion, and there is a strange body, this kid killed our Shuiyun Holy Palace guard, the strength is not simple." Lu Zhong quickly reminded.

The first man glanced at Lu Zhong, his eyes looked at Xiao Chen on the trunk, and sneered with disdain: "He can't run!"

On the trunk, Xiao Chen’s cold face emerged with a touch of evil smirk, faintly said: “There are some stupid things to die, just let me kick the ring today, and if there is no excitement, the days will be too boring.”