Supreme Martial Dao

Chapter 597: The killing feast (middle)

At this moment, a move to kill the North Sea forty-one lang, Wang Chen kills the machine.

This is a feast of killing. Now, just starting, a North Sea forty-one lang is far from satisfying Wang Chen’s appetite.

"Kill."

The next moment, in a roar, Wang Chen's figure once again plucked out.

This time, he still went straight to the North Sea Dalang who was seriously injured.

Just, on this road, Wang Chen is the first to meet another strongman of the Haihuang family.

"Wang Chen, you can't think about it, look at me in the North Sea thirty-two lang."

North Sea forty-one lang, this is the brother of the thirty-two francs of the North Sea.

Looking at Wang Chen’s killing of his own brother, this makes the North Sea’s thirty-two lang not mad.

So, at this moment, when everyone was shocked by Wang Chen’s strength, the North Sea’s thirty-two francs were red-eyed and rushed toward Wang Chen.

"It's another to find death."

Looking at the thirty-two wolves in the North Sea, they once again rushed toward themselves, and Wang Chen’s mouth showed a sneer.

"Death."

The coldness of the eyes has a flash in the market. The next moment, Wang Chen holds the Kunming Ding and directly slams the past.

Hang...

Wang Chen carries the 乾Kun Ding, as if the gods came, the gods attacked in general, and the smashing impact on the rushed North Sea thirty-two lang.

Hang...

The roaring blasts.

咔咔咔...

叮...

The crisp sound of the break came, and the weapon in the hands of the thirty-two francs of the North Sea was now in the middle of the impact of the Kunlun Ding.

The endless pieces flew out around.

哗哗哗...

The blood is floating.

It is another magnificent and gorgeous picture presented in front of everyone.

Ah...

In the golden blood rain that floated, the screams shattered.

I saw that the soldiers were directly shattered. At this moment, the North Sea’s thirty-two francs were under the influence of the Kunming Ding.

His body is cracked.

Endless flesh and blood, flying out to the eight sides.

"Under the middle of pure yang, I also want to block me."

Squinting at the eyes, looking at the eyes in front of the eyes, the body collapsed, the North Sea thirty-two lang, Wang Chen coldly arrived.

"Broken."

Then, in a cold drink, the screams of the thirty-two lang of the North Sea came to an abrupt end.

哗...

His huge skeleton, at this moment, was directly smashed into **** and floated around.

"Where to go."

There was a blast of the body of the thirty-two lang of the North Sea, but Wang Chen did not stop there.

There was a cold flash in his eyes, and he shouted directly.

咻咻...

The voice fell, and the figure flashed. Wang Chen’s figure slid across hundreds of meters.

"Give me a receipt."

When you have a wrist, a dark token appears in the hands of Wang Chen.

This is not a ghost order, what is it?

With the quick signing of Wang Chenfu, thousands of evil spirits rushed out.

呜呜呜...

For a time, the heavens and the earth are dull, and the ghosts are crying.

The light that was blocked by Wang Chen is now surrounded by endless evil spirits.

Ah ah...

"No... Wang Chen... Don't..."

"Save me..."

Screams, wailing, panic-stricken voices, this moment is heartbreaking.

Yes, this is not the soul of the thirty-two lang of the North Sea.

Although Wang Chen directly smashed the flesh, his soul was not directly smashed by Wang Chen.

In the first moment of the physical collapse, the heart of the North Sea thirty-two lang is cold, and he fully realizes the gap between him and Wang Chen.

Until that moment, his mind seemed to be calm down, he wanted to live, so his soul wanted to go away.

But, where I want to get it, Wang Chen is going to kill it like this.

In the face of this **** who wants to escape, Wang Chen directly gave a million ghost orders.

Under the murder of the ghosts, the spirit of the thirty-two lang of the North Sea was continually torn, and his spirit became weaker and weaker. In the end, in the screams, he was included in the murder.

"Bastard, Wang Chen, you are too deceiving."

"Wang Chen, my Haihuang family, and you are not dead."

"Wang Chen, come to life."

Looking at the soul of the North Sea thirty-two lang is instantly surrounded by Wang Chen, this time, the rest of the Hai and Haihuang people, suddenly angry.

They are horrified at the strength that Wang Chen showed at the moment.

But in a twinkling of an eye, Wang Chen killed the Shihailang in the North Sea and the Thirty-two in the North Sea.

The two people are almost all killed by Wang Chen, and this situation can not be creepy.

But, while fear, more is anger.

Thirty-two francs in the North Sea, the forty-one lang in the North Sea, and the two are the geniuses of the Haihuang family, plus the devastated Beihai Dalang and the Haihuang family who were killed by Wang Chen before... ...

Now, Wang Chen’s hands are really full of the blood of their sea emperors.

This allows the Haihuang family to be willing to give up.

"Wang Chen, I am fighting with you."

"Killing Wang Chen."

"Destroy Black Sea City, I don't believe that Wang Chen can be separated."

"Yes, the black sea city is destroyed, and the blood debt is paid."

After anger, a burst of roar came.

Several powerful Haihuang people directly killed Wang Chen.

The other sea emperors are rushing toward the Black Sea City.

They want Wang Chen to be distracted and let the Black Sea City be completely destroyed. Only by killing Wang Chen and destroying the Black Sea City can they calm their anger.

"Hai, you are looking for death."

And looking at this scene, Wang Chen’s eyes are even more murderous.

The North Sea Dalang is still far away. At this moment, Wang Chen has no way to continue chasing.

His eyes are even more chilly, locked in the sea emperors who led the Hai army to the Black Sea City.

Wang Chen is indeed a lack of skills.

Otherwise, he must kill all these people.

"Wang Chen, hand it over to me, you can kill it."

When Wang Chen was worried, Jiang Chenyuan, who had been guarding the black sea city at this moment, shouted loudly.

咻咻...

The voice fell, and his figure flashed in front of the people of the sea emperors.

"Chen brother, let me stop them."

At the same time, Liu Xinyan, who was assisting Wujiang against Beihai Liulang and others, also left before returning to Black Sea City.

"Hey, two humble ants, want to stop us, you go to die."

However, in the face of Jiang Chenyuan and Liu Xinyan's blockade, this moment, the Haihuang people are sneer.

The two also want to resist the pace of their seven or eight people.

Don't think about it.

"Kill."

Thinking of this, a man headed by is heading straight to Liu Xinyan.

"Hey, if they are not enough, then add me."

In this moment of urgency, just when Wang Chen was secretly worried, when Liu Xinyan and Jiang Chenyuan were ready to do a good job in the end, there was a cold noise in the sky.

哗...

The next moment the space was torn, and a figure came out of the void.

"Give me ash and annihilate."

A roar, the figure that rushed out, went straight to the man of the sea emperor who rushed to Liu Xinyan.

Hang...

The next moment, the black light blasts, as if the magic moon shines.

Unparalleled air waves, sweeping a few kilometers.

哗哗哗...

In this wave of anger, endless flesh and blood flutter.

"Ah... no..."

Then, the screams of the people of the Haihuang family came.

"How come...how can this be..."

The cry of heartbreaking came.

The staff of the Haihuang family, now wide-eyed, filled with unwillingness.

Perhaps, he couldn’t think of going to kill a peerless powerhouse.

When you see it, you will rush to the weak and humble human woman. You can kill her when you look at it. How come a strong person now?

Moreover, the strength of this strongman is so powerful.

His speed, unparalleled, his move, destroying the earth.

In the screams, the fire burned.

The body of the sea emperor was turned into ashes in the tumbling, and his soul was directly torn by the violent storm into an endless piece.

The fly is gone, and he is really dying.

"Hey, Haizu, you are looking for death, who is brave, fight with my black robe."

Until the squally winds dissipated, in the shock of everyone, this moment, the figure that appeared in the field to kill one person, this angered the Quartet.

Black robes, it’s not black robes at the moment, who is that.

Before, on the mourning plain, the black robe resisted the pace of the Fuji family and the warrior in order to let Wang Chen and others smoothly come to the Black Sea City.

Then, before the void crack merged, he entered.

Now, he arrived here a little later than Wang Chen, but he finally caught up.

As soon as it appears, it is a second kill. At this moment, the black robe is full of magic, as if the devil is alive, it is unspeakable.

In the face of such a strong black robe, for a time, the field was caught in a dead silence.

The sea emperors and sea people who continued to move toward the Black Sea City, those who were surrounded by Wang Chen and Wujiang, could not help but stumble.

Their hearts are full of sorrow.

"No... Beihai Qilang."

"Shulang Brother..."

After being sluggish, very quickly, when the people returned, God’s exclamations came one after another.

Bei Lang, Beihai.

A sea-king family in the middle of the pure yang, this moment actually... was killed by the second, and the shock brought by this is so great.

"Mozu, why are you enemies with my seas?"

"How can the Mozu appear here?"

After exclaiming, watching the black robe, within the sea, it was a huge wave.

How could they not feel the horrible magic of the black robe at the moment?

The demons.

This strong is the Mozu.

Why did he appear here, why did he help Wang Chen, why this is something they don't know at all.

More doubts and shocks are in everyone's heart.

"The devil, hehe... I am a demon, how are you, killing you, how are you, hahaha... Since you are not coming, then I will see you yelling at you, and I want you to be annihilated."

In the shock and exclamation of the sea people, this moment, like the black robe of the devil's life, is a sneer.

"Kid, open the killing feast for me."

Then, the black robe shouted loudly.

哗哗...

The voice fell, and the black robe slid in shape, directly killing the sea.

"Kill."

When listening to the black robe, Wang Chen finally showed a smile.

The appearance of black robes made Wang Chen breathe a sigh of relief.

Kill.

At this moment, Wang Chen is finally able to put all his thoughts into the battle.

The killing feast, open,

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