Supreme Martial Dao

Looking at such a scene, Wang Chen, who has quit dozens of miles, suddenly collapsed.

Sure enough, but when there is a slight flaw, killing will come.

The competition between the five people is now a competition between the four people.

These four people are silent at the moment.

With their strength, they quickly returned to the original village.

The four people in the dilapidated house are divided into four parties, carefully looking at each other, watching the rain that spreads with vigilance.

Looking at the three people in the other direction, Wang Chen’s face was dignified.

"Two pure Yang late, a pure mid-term, pure mid-term woman, I am not afraid, just, the two people in the late pure Yang, more trouble, if it is a pair, to my strength, can be World War I, but if these people join forces..."

Into the sinking, Wang Chen’s heart is a bit more nervous.

Especially when time passes by, watching the rain on the outside face, Wang Chen's look is ugly.

It’s hard to rain.

Even if Wang Chen is strong, he can't resist the rain.

It’s useless to hold a million ghosts.

Because, the ghosts within the Wan Guiling, the most fearful is undoubtedly rainy.

This is devastating for the ghosts.

Looking at the dawn is approaching, between Wang Chen and Mei Yu, the more and more a nervous look.

"Bastard."

In the distance, there was a roar of noise.

Obviously, the other three, this moment is also anxious.

"If you can't travel, kill them first, how."

Finally, in the silence, a cold voice came.

"Okay."

After a dull voice came: "Kill these two people, you and I fight."

The worst scene has appeared.

Two strong men in the late stage of pure Yang, this moment came together.

The two of them joined forces and looked at Wang Chen and the middle-aged woman.

"Little brother, how do you and I join hands, if you don't want to die, only join hands to resist, my sister has a magic weapon, if you and I join forces, kill these two people, with their blood as a guide, my sister can take you out It is rainy."

In the moment when the two strong Yangs joined forces, Wang Chen’s ear came the voice of the middle-aged woman.

Obviously, the two strong late-stage strong men are ready to shoot, which has made the woman uneasy. He chose to join forces with Wang Chen for the first time.

Even, it reveals the benefits of Tianda.

When I heard this woman, Wang was a glimpse first, and then showed a hint of joy.

"Okay."

The combination of this moment, for Wang Chen, is no better.

Moreover, the benefits given by the woman, Wang Chen can not refuse.

Since, after entering this space, it represents the road to killing, and there is still hesitation in Wang Chen.

"I deal with one, you deal with one."

Wang Chen asked directly.

"So best."

When seeing Wang Chen promised, a smile appeared on the woman's face.

"Kill."

The next moment, in a sigh of relief, the woman took the lead.

"Kill."

Next, Wang Chen’s momentum is also soaring.

"If you don't control yourself, let me send you a ride."

Looking at Wang Chen and the woman counterattack, the two men in the late pure Yang sneer.

The two pure mid-terms are also trying to resist them.

This is not a measure of power.

The head of a pure-yang man, suddenly stunned and went straight to Wang Chen.

"Tiandou."

A cold voice, the man printed a palm.

A fight in the sky, the world is fighting.

The palm print is like the stars downstairs in nine days, and it is tyrannical.

The blow, like a punishment, makes people suffocate.

The horrible palm cover covers thousands of miles and goes straight to Wang Chen.

"Sure enough, but this is not enough."

Feeling the overbearing palm print, Wang Chen is inconvenient.

A sarcasm appeared in his eyes.

If it was a year ago, I couldn’t say it. At this moment, Wang Chen has already fallen into a desperate situation.

But now.

It's totally different now.

In this year's time, Wang Chen's strength has been upgraded from the third stage of pure Yang to the sixth stage of pure Yang.

In this year's time, Wang Chen took control of the two supernatural powers.

The current Wang Chen combat power is far from being comparable.

“Destroy the sun.”

The look is cold, and at the moment when the palm print is about to fall, Wang Chen finally chills.

Destroy the sun.

This is a blow from Wang Chen.

The footsteps of Qingyun stepped out, and in an instant, Wang Chen disappeared between heaven and earth.

The next moment, an extreme light, seems to tear the world.

Before the sky, it seems like a galaxy falls.

The horrible killer exploded.

哗哗哗...

This hit, the eight sides vibrate.

This hit is so powerful.

This blow is a blow to Wang Chen.

He wants to use this strong late-stage powerhouse to see what his strength is now.

"哗..."

Under the attraction of this sword, the atmosphere between heaven and earth seems to be gathered by Wang Chen.

"impossible……"

Be the first to bear the brunt, the man in the late pure Yang who confronted Wang Chen gave a scream.

He widened his eyes as if he had encountered something unbelievable.

He felt that the vitality in his body was quickly weakened at this moment. At this moment, his body's breath was actually taken out of the body.

This scared him.

"What's going on here..."

Afterwards, the middle-aged man who fought the woman in the distance was also exclaimed.

He is incredibly moving toward the void, and the more brilliant light is seen.

Because of the vitality and breath in his body, he was quickly extracted at the moment.

His strength, as if falling instantly.

His momentum is instantly suppressed.

Hang...

Under these two breaths, the sword light finally broke out to the extreme.

As if the sun was shining, the sword's gloom fell on the boundless palm print.

哗...

The palm print was shocked and it was torn.

The potential of the fire of raw wood blooms, and there is no fire burning.

砰...

The palm print is broken, and the sword is not weak, but it is still whistling.

"No..."

In the full-bodied men’s exclamation of the late pure Yang, Jianguang fell in front of him.

Fighting...

The ultimate shock, even let the man in the late stage of pure Yang have no time to react.

The swordsman tore his body.

The vitality of the body is even more extreme, and it is integrated into Jianguang.

This is a long time.

The breath of death, immediately concealed this man in the late stage of pure Yang.

Hang...

The roaring blasts.

Finally, the man in the late Pure Yang, almost without the slightest resistance, was opened by Wang Chen.

At this moment, Wang Chen’s momentum is like a mountain.

Under a blow, kill directly.

When the blood is floating, Wang Chen stretches his hand and grasps it, which is to control the soul of the panic. This is the soul of the man in the late pure Yang.

Spike.

At this moment, Wang Chen killed a warrior in the late stage of pure Yang.

In this scene, the two people who fought in the distance could not help but change their looks.

Especially the middle-aged man in the late pure Yang, his body shape, pale.

The vitality and breath that Wang Chen swallowed before, let his strength weaken. At this moment, Wang Chen’s spike is even more shocking.

Under the big man, let him know how many flaws there are between the moves.

And this flaw, was sharply caught by the woman.

砰砰砰...

The successive dull sounds exploded.

The screams of heartbreaking came.

The middle-aged pure man, at this time, was killed by a woman.

At this moment, the woman’s demonstrated combat power is also incapable of letting Wang Chen look at it.

"Oh... little brother, it seems that my sister is still looking at you, oh... very good, even with such strength, it seems that our two cooperation is very correct."

Slowly, the woman took a trace of flattering and went to Wang Chen’s body and said with a smile.

Looking at Wang Chen, her eyes flashed, with endless curiosity, of course, there is also a hint of vigilance.

The one blow before Wang Chen, only this woman knows how shocking it is.

"Now, you should take out your treasure."

When looking at the woman who walked in front of him, Wang Chen launched two steps, opened the distance, and said coldly.

This woman is not simple.

Before the battle, Wang Chen noticed that the fighting power that this woman broke out in a flash was not inferior to the late stage of pure Yang.

Even, it is stronger than the pure Yang later that he killed.

The latter part of the pure Yang that was strangled by himself was apparently only after entering the late stage of Chunyang, and even the five elements that he had mastered, could not be completely bloomed under the attack of Wang Chen.

There is no fear of such strength.

However, this woman is different.

The pure middle-aged man he killed is absolutely extraordinary.

Even if he has the influence of his own sword, his strength is still strong.

But, it was directly killed by the woman.

This makes Wang Chen not be more vigilant about how women can.

Because, Wang Chen is very clear, this woman is already his last competitor.

"Nature."

Looking at the appearance of Wang Chen’s vigilance, the woman grinned.

The voice fell, the woman’s wrist was a bit, and a **** red umbrella appeared in her hand.

In the moment when the umbrella appeared, Wang Chen’s pupils shrank and felt a heavy blood.

The blood is red... It is actually red with blood.

I don’t know how much blood was exhausted, I only dyed this umbrella to such a deep red. I don’t know how many lives, so that Wang Chen can feel the resentment and suffocation above this umbrella.

Even, there is also the masculinity of the sky.

This is an umbrella that is dyed red by the blood of a young man.

Wang Chen vaguely knew the woman’s plan. The woman was obviously prepared, and she expected that there might be such a scene.

She prepared the umbrella in advance, and she was masculine against the rain and covered with rain.

And now, how is she going.

Wang Chen looked at the woman quietly.

"Oh... the younger brother does not need to panic, these two pure-yang men's souls are cited, with their blood-assisted, plus the masculinity of this umbrella, should be able to withstand the continuous rain."

Wang Chen, who looked at the brow furrow, the woman smiled softly.

The voice fell, and the handprints were pinched out. In an instant, the souls of the two pure-yang men were printed into the umbrella.

And, baptism with two people.

嗡...

With the instinct of the gods, with the baptism of blood, the umbrella made a dazzling red light for a moment.

咻咻...

And while Wang Chen subconsciously stepped out of the red light, a sharp burst of air came.

It was when the woman was holding the umbrella, her body flashed and swept away.

"Hey... little brother, you will stay here, this umbrella, but only help my sister..."

Far away, Wang Chen heard that the woman had a smug voice.

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