Supreme Martial Dao

After breaking the illusion space, watching the appearance of the vines and souls at this time, Wang Chen snorted.

The next moment, when you turn around, it is to destroy the sword and the sword once again. The goal of this time is the field of Fujisawa.

"No..."

Seeing that Wang Chen turned to destroy the law and a sword to go to his own field, knowing the vines that destroyed the power of a sword, this time, it was suddenly chilling.

He is scared.

He didn't want Wang Chen to break his field with such a sword.

Once the field is cracked, it means that he is too clear.

On the one hand, Fujisawa knows that his soul must be hit hard here. When he falls, he really wants to be seriously injured.

On the other hand, once there is no help from the field, can he still confront the current Wang Chen?

It's hard to be difficult.

Wang Chen is not the original martial artist of the original. He is also a martial artist. Moreover, this martial artist is an extremely perverted martial artist. His strength is boundless.

A person like this, once he has broken away from the cage he has set for him, the vast world outside is the stage for him to play, and how he will compete with him.

The last time, it was because Wang Chen broke his illusion space and field, and let Fujisawa reinvent the last Fuji family to pay a huge price to exchange with the drug king to help him recover.

If this time...

"Ah... no..."

Looking at Wang Chen’s sword, this time, Fujisawa has no ability to resist.

He screamed.

He doesn't want to die, he is not willing to be cracked in his own field,

However, he can't do anything at this moment.

Is there more despair than he is at the moment?

Stabbing...

In the stunned eyes, under the unwilling eyes, finally, the sword of Wang Chen, which is falling on the field of Fujisaka.

A dull tear came, as if the space had been torn.

Destroy a sword, destroy thousands of ways, and law.

This field is so fragile before Wang Chen’s destruction of the sword, especially now that Wang Chen has entered the ranks of the Shenwu people. His power is imaginable. .

If it is the Emperor of the Emperor, Wang Chen can't fully exert the power of destroying the sword and the sword. Perhaps in such a situation, there are still some difficulties in forcibly breaking the field of the **** of warriors.

But, that's just some difficulty.

At the beginning, it was difficult, and Wang Chen was not successful.

Not to mention today.

Now, the strength of Wang Chen has increased greatly, and Fujisawa is unable to stop Wang Chen’s move at this moment. Under such circumstances, with the fall of Wang Chen’s sword, the effect can be imagined.

The dull tears came. The next moment, the whole field seemed to be in substance. It turned out to be a direct hardship and was torn by Wang Chen.

Hang...

The crash suddenly collapsed, and the field disappeared at this moment.

Fighting...

At the same time, with the field being broken, Fujisawa just stood up and shook his body toward Wang Chen’s body, and a blood sprayed out.

The face is pale and savage, and the soul of the vine is as if it is being torn.

At this moment, the vine spit blood, and there was a trace of despair on his face.

How could this be the case? How could this happen? He was not reconciled. He was really reluctant. He was not willing to be defeated by Wang Chen.

In the expectation of Fujisawa, this is not the case.

In the expectation of his family, this city should be the place where Wang Chen’s body was buried. This Tiancheng city should be the place where Wang Chen’s death was right.

However, how can this happen now? He is really unwilling.

Original, you can easily kill Wang Chen's situation, but because of a series of changes, it has changed to the present, he can not be crazy.

Look at the distance, and your other two companions are fighting at this time.

One of them is even more shackled by the **** demon.

As for another Shenwu who deals with the day, although this is an advantage, the **** guy is actually caught in the field of day.

In that field, the strength of the Shenwu martial artist was greatly diminished, so that although he had an advantage, he could not kill the white scorpion in a short time.

Under this, it is only on your own.

"Bastard, ah... I want to kill you, kill you..."

There is constant blow, and Fujisawa is close to being crazy.

He growled, he is crazy.

His eyes are red.

"Go to hell."

The vine roared, and he had a pale complexion. There was a trace of blood in his mouth, but he rushed toward Wang Chen.

He is not much concerned now. In his eyes, only hatred and killing are left. He only wants to kill Wang Chen. He only wants to win.

"Hey, hey, the arm is a car, not self-reliant."

When the vines rushed toward themselves, Wang Chen smiled a little.

"Go." The next moment, a cold cry, he put away the soldiers of Yuanli, and his hands quickly condensed a mark.

"Do you fight."

A light drink, Wang Chen will condense out the seals of the seal.

咻咻...

嗷嗷嗷...

The crisp sound of the sound, the roar of Shura instantly spreads.

Wang Chen, at the moment, it is the direct use of the word in the nine-character mantra.

The world changes, Shura is empty, blood is covered, and **** is coming.

The Shura, who was a thousand-foot-tall, appeared in the sky, holding the Shuro scepter, and squatting toward the top of the vine.

The killing machine is stunned, and the air is cool.

The Shura from the Nine Hells, showing his fangs at the moment, shows his bloodthirsty side at the moment.

"Roll."

Seeing this scene, Fujisawa is furious.

Damn Shura, give me a roll.

A roar, the gods in his hands swept out.

Hang...

The sacred scepter of Shu Bing and the scepter of Shura are smashed together. The scepter seems to be in substance and makes a huge shock.

Fighting...

The blood is floating, and the vines are once again blasting away.

He is so frustrated that he is so weak at the moment, Rao is a full blow, but it is just defeating the word fight.

How can he compete with Wang Chen?

His life is destined to end here, and he is destined to be killed by Wang Chen’s nine-character mantra.

"Bing."

After a blow, watching the vines slammed away, Wang Chen was not disappointed. He had already prepared for it, and the moment when the fighting word collapsed, Wang Chen condensed the slogan.

嗡嗡...

咻咻...

Hundreds of soldiers appeared in the sky and fell from the sky.

The hundred-foot long handle with Mori’s cold murderousness went straight to the vines at a very fast speed.

"Ah, ah... bastard, I am fighting with you."

Looking at the long soldiers, I felt the cold breath and murder of the sensation. The vines violently contracted and snarled. He was not willing to give it to Wang Chen, not so reconciled. It’s being killed.

He swept away with a sword.

Hang...

The gods were once again confronted with Wang Chen’s slogans under the perfusion of the real yuan.

Fighting...

The blood is still floating, and the vines are once again blasting away.

The rattan at the moment, really retreats, it is difficult to resist Wang Chen’s offensive.

Looking at this scene, Wang Chen sneered again and again.

"The light of the rice grain also dares to compete with the moon, don't be self-sufficient, give me death."

Under Wang Chen’s anger, he directly displayed the words.

The squadron of the soldiers, the word 诀, is the fourth character of the nine-character mantra. The power is stronger than the slogan and the word 诀, but I don’t know how much.

The word is displayed, and the world changes again. This time, it is very different from the previous one.

People, walkers, strong, saints, in the void, as if a fairy appeared, arrogant, temperament dust, dressed in robes, white must fly.

Between the waves, he grabbed it.

The seemingly harmonious, seemingly dull, seemingly simple and light.

However, this palm is caught, but it is distorted in time and space.

"Ah... bastard, kill, kill, kill."

When seeing Wang Chen step by step, looking at the situation at the moment, this vine is crazy.

The defeat seems to be doomed, but he is not willing, he is not willing to accept such a defeat.

There is still a chance, as long as you are not dead, then there is still a chance.

Fortunately, fortunately, the ancestor Teng Li has been fully prepared, and the things that he brought can help him to reverse the situation very well.

Thinking of this, suddenly Fujita sneered.

He quickly took a white medicinal herb and a red remedy from the storage space.

White medicinal herbs are used to repair the gods. This is what was originally spent on the price and the drug queen, and there is one left. At this moment, it is possible to temporarily relieve the damage of the gods. As for the red dan Medicine... This is also the price that the vine is costly to exchange with others. This is a potential Dan to stimulate potential.

The medicinal remedy is extremely fierce, and the efficacy is extremely fierce. Once taken, the strength must be able to achieve a huge improvement in a short period of time. This is his two magic weapons.

After swallowing two medicinal herbs, the face of this vine became purple.

This effect is too violent, and the consequences of taking it down are unimaginable. However, he can't manage that much. He wouldn't be dismissive of this remedy. After all, the damage to himself is too great. When it is not necessary, it is categorical. It won't be used, but now, he doesn't care so much.

As the effect of the drug spreads in a flash, the vine's momentum rises.

"Broken."

At the same time, in his hands, there was a thunderous thunder that slammed into the saint who attacked himself.

Hang...

Under the roar, the saints that Wang Chen condensed out were instantly torn apart.

It can be imagined how terrible this thunder is, and the power is extremely incomparable. I don’t know how much it is stronger than the power of Wang Chen’s original thunder.

If this is the case of Wang Chen, it is estimated that he can't stand it, let alone the saint in the virtual state.

"Ah, haha... Wang Chen, die, die."

When the saints were broken, Wang Chen swayed and looked at Wang Chen, and Fujisawa laughed.

In the case of skyrocketing strength, he went straight to Wang Chen.

"Bastard."

This sudden change made Wang Chen unable to scream, and this **** rattan had such a means.

"If this is the case... then let you look at my field." The next moment, the eyes turned, Wang Chen looked cold and whispered, whispering to himself.

Domain.

At this moment, Wang Chen is also planning to display the field, he actually has a field.

The battle between the two may be the beginning, the battle of the field... determines the outcome of this battle.