Supreme Martial Dao

At this moment, the situation has been completely reversed.

How can vines and other people know that their whereabouts have long been exposed?

They have changed from predators to prey.

A moment, a few people were shocked.

But they are no more time for horror.

Because, as Fujisawa was shot and flew out in a short time, at this moment, three of Wang Chen, in the face of the three martial artists brought by this vine, staged a three-on-three battle.

"Not good, fast, back."

Under this situation, the old man exclaimed.

The plan was broken. Now they are caught in a passive scene. In the face of the anti-sneak attack initiated by Wang Chen and others, their best choice at this moment is naturally to retire and strive to open with Wang Chen and others. Distance, then, fight again.

Although it is only time to fight from the front, but it is much better than the current frustration, otherwise, they are very likely to fall into an extremely dangerous situation.

Think of this, a few people want to quickly retreat.

"Hume."

Seeing a few people wanting to retire, Wang Chen snorted.

"Eight armor, open, blood talent, open."

At this moment, when entering the general attack, Wang Chen was unceremoniously cold-shouldered, and his body shape flashed, and he was killed toward the nearest Shenwu who was preparing to attack Bai Yu.

At the same time, Wang Chen is directly opening the eight-door armor and blood talent.

The eight-door armor is fully open. Suddenly, Wang Chen’s body, the dragons of the true Yuan, such as the rushing Yangtze River, and the roaring sea, began to roll and rag.

"Wind."

A cold-sounding Wang Chen’s hands have already condensed the troops of Yuanli.

At this moment, what Wang Chen wants is a quick one.

The combination of Fengshen step and the day dance step, the violent step, the speed of Wang Chen is now at the very end.

Be cautious, windy, and elusive.

It turned into a blue light, and Wang Chen was killed in front of the old man.

"Go."

When the wrist trembled, under the eyes of the old man, Wang Chen’s hand in the hands of the burning flaming scorpion flame fell.

"Not good."

Seeing this scene, the target chosen by Wang Chen, the old man who owns the Falcon, looks blank.

"How is it possible... really fast."

He was filled with shock and incredulity.

Yes, this speed, how could it be so fast, how could this be...

But in a blink of an eye, Wang Chen was killed in front of him at this time. This speed is so fast that he has no chance to practice any reaction.

The cold sweat spewed out in a moment, and the heart jerked, and the old man’s pupils shrank sharply.

"No...ah..."

The roar of the heartbreaking lungs came, and under the threat of death, the old man was not willing to roar.

After all, it is a martial artist. At this time, how can there be no reaction at all?

His reaction speed, at this moment is definitely the most powerful point.

蹬蹬...

The foot suddenly slammed, and he quickly slammed toward the rear.

At the same time, with both hands shaking, the heaven and earth gods crossed the chest and resisted toward the front.

When I saw this scene, Wang Chen smiled and was sneer.

Resist.

If Wang Chen is still at the level of the Emperor, this may be effective.

But now, now.

Today's Wang Chen has stepped into the level of the Shenwu people. This is a move, and it will be so good.

There is no sound, and in a blink of an eye, Wang Chen’s Yuanli’s soldiers are bombarded on the old man’s heaven and earth, and there is no sound.

Differently quiet, quiet and weird.

The old man only feels that he does not suffer from Wang Chen’s blow. He feels that his power to resist going out seems to have fallen into the boundless sea and fell into the boundless cotton. Effect.

This...what is going on.

The old man’s heart jumped and he was puzzled.

"Not good."

The next moment, with years of experience, he suddenly felt bad.

There is something different, there is a demon, and this is definitely not a good thing.

"Go."

Thinking of this, the old man can no longer calm down, and a huge sense of crisis permeates. His face changes greatly and he wants to escape.

However, how could Wang Chen give this old man a chance to escape.

"The reaction is too slow." Looking at the performance of the old man, Wang Chen smiled a little.

"Suck." Then, Wang Chen was a cold voice.

Calling...

In an instant, the flame of the Suzaku covered by Wang Chen is burning for a height of ten meters. Wang Chen seems to be a bathing war god, as if it is a giant burning with flaming flames.

At the same time, under the control of Wang Chen, these flames turned into a long dragon, and the soldiers of the power of Wang Chen opened the **** mouth and extended the horrible tooth.

Calling...

In the whistling sound, these flames are in the blink of an eye, and they are covered and spread toward the old.

"How could it be... this... what is going on, ah... no... ah..."

Seeing this scene, the old man is wide-eyed, and this time he is scared and shivered.

I have never seen Wang Chen’s shot, and I have never seen him killed by Wang Chen. How can I understand the horror of this wind?

At this time, it is impossible to escape.

A huge suction spread and spread, and he was involved in the depth of Wang Chen. Then, in his fearful eyes, the fire dragon released by Wang Chen was an instant stalking the heavens and the earth. Wrapped his entire arm.

And, at this moment, the fire dragon is a tongue that sticks to bloodthirsty and covers the old man's body.

This is really a terrible thing.

The pupil's violent contraction, the old man's heartbreaking mourning.

Zizi...

A burst of blue smoke rises, now, after Wang Chen stepped into the Shenwu, his wind moves a trick, which is comparable to the level of the Emperor.

If it is the level of the emperor, Wang Chen Shi shows the wind, perhaps the Shenwu people can easily get rid of, even if it is impossible to prevent, it is just a little waste of effort.

For example, when Wang Chen and Fujisawa played against each other, he was still at the level of the Emperor. At that time, the wind moved a trick. Although he succeeded in confusing the Fujisawa, after he noticed that something was wrong, Fujisawa was Quickly got rid of it, so that Wang Chen had to use his true power to release a thunderstorm, but the power was also average, and could not hurt the vine.

Only the idiot of Fujisawa will be overwhelmed by Wang Chen.

And now.

Now, even if he meets Fujimori again, Wang Chen has a full grasp of the fatal blow to Fujisawa.

Now, in the face of this unsuspecting old man, Wang Chen is more confident.

Zizi...

The sound of burning came.

Another harvest of the Shenwu people is to let Wang Chen control the eyes of Suzaku almost to the point of perfection.

This Suzaku Flame is also a huge lethal force in the blink of an eye.

This is not...

In the Suzaku Flame, the old man’s arm was covered, and the madness absorbed the true power, but the old man’s arm was completely burned.

"Ah, ah..."

The screams came, and the arms turned into white bones in the blink of an eye. The old man was sore and painful. Every cell seemed to be mourning, so that he could not live, and he was better than death.

"How could it be... ah ah... my hand, my real yuan, ah ah..."

The old man screamed out.

The arm was burned, not only that, but he also found with horror that his true power was like a dam that broke the levee. He rushed out and rushed toward Wang Chen’s body.

What kind of moves is this, what kind of martial arts is this, how could it be...

"Break."

Under the pain and fear, the old man is pale, but after all, he is a long-time battler, he still has full experience.

He made a decisive decision with a bite.

The other hand rips open, and his hard-working will be torn by the arm controlled by Wang Chen.

The blood is sprayed, and the screams are deafening.

The old man’s figure suddenly receded.

"Hahaha...where to go."

However, Wang Chen will give him the opportunity to escape.

This guy is also decisive. Under such circumstances, he did not hesitate to break his arm. You must know that he does not have the skill of quenching the stars, but he wants to regenerate the broken arm. It is impossible, it takes courage.

However, sometimes you choose the wrong opponent and do the wrong thing, but you can save the situation with courage alone.

He needs to be punished.

This punishment is death.

"Thunderstorms."

A roar, Wang Chen Shi exhibited thunderstorms.

The wind moves a lot, and now it is greatly improved. The real yuan absorbed is not as fast as before. I don’t know how many times it was. At that moment, the real power absorbed by Wang Chen reached a level of horror. At this moment, thunderstorms are exerted, but the power is also conceivable.

Under the anger, Wang Chen will blast this true force, even with his own wave of real power.

Hang...

The thunder roared, deafening, and the energy shock wave spread quickly, with the power to destroy the earth.

"No...don't...ah..."

Feeling the rapid energy of this rush, under the severe injury, the old man who has not breathed, his face full of sorrow and fear.

Don't...

Death, the threat of death, this moment is approaching him.

The sickle of death is falling towards him,

The fear of death expands his pupils and makes his heart jump wildly.

Fear intrusion, at this moment, he finally felt the fear that he did not know how long he had not felt.

He doesn't want to die, he really doesn't want to die.

If he can, he will never come to chase Wang Chen.

This time, the pursuit of killing, is to leave your life here, he is really not willing.

It’s cold and cold, and the cold sweat suddenly bursts out. The old man’s face is gray.

He regretted it.

But the opportunity will not be there again.

There is no regret in this world.

Awaiting him, only the death sentence.