Supreme Martial Dao

It’s like a broken bamboo, it’s impossible to resist.

This is what Wang Chen showed at the moment.

With the **** fog rising from the sky, the figure flew out.

The moment of confrontation in the paragraph has already won the game.

This time, Wang Chen is like a crush.

"嘶..."

Looking at this scene, even the companion brought by Long Yao was stuck in the same place.

Wang Chen.

He looked at Wang Chen with his eyes wide open, and his face was incredible.

"Good strength."

There is only this idea left in my heart.

"He, when has it become so powerful."

Behind Wang Chen, Han Yuxi’s shock was not good at all.

Wang Chen, in the imagination, Wang Chen is very strong, and Wang Chen is constantly creating miracles.

However, when Wang Chen became so powerful.

Know that the dragon that was bombarded by him, but the five re-repairs of the full strength, it is almost comparable to the strength of the nine sons.

Wang Chen is not vulnerable in front of Jiugongzi.

The things inside the wild space, Han Yuxi naturally did not forget.

Even, because the nine sons went to chase Wang Chen, Han Yuxi worried about it.

Even if it was the news of the nine sons, even if he believed that Jiugongzi was killed by Wang Chen, Han Yuxi did not think that Wang Chen really had such strength.

In her opinion, Wang Chen even killed the nine sons, only because of some chances.

After all, how can a person's strength leap to this height in a short time.

In a few short years, Wang Chen has leapt from a half-step pure martial art to the point where he can compete with these strong ones.

No one knows how terrible Wang Chen’s shock to Han Yuxi is.

And all this is just the beginning.

"Re-come."

When men and Han Yuxi were caught in shock, Wang Chen was once again moving when it was difficult to respond.

In the moment when he smashed the dragon, Wang Chen’s figure disappeared into place.

哗...

The space seems to be torn.

Peace Green Cloud.

Wang Chen will also be the best in the world.

Since it is quick to decide, then it will be quick and quick.

Absolutely not allow the other party to have a chance to breathe.

Now is the best chance.

This guy's strength is very strong, five times to rebuild the perfect strength of pure Yang, Wang Chen really wants to deal with where simple.

If you really let the other person have a breathing space, let him turn back and fight, everything will be troublesome.

At the time, it is inevitable a hard fight.

Maybe, Wang Chen is confident to win, but he will definitely pay the price, and he will never be able to make a quick decision.

What's more, there is a guy who has a dragon pavilion.

This makes Wang Chen dare not relax.

"The Light of Reincarnation."

When the body shape rushed out, Wang Chen took the lead in offering the light of reincarnation.

The horror of the power of the reincarnation today.

嗡...

With the golden light, the whole night was torn apart.

"Twist."

Not waiting for the dragon to react, and with the coldness of Wang Chen, the gentle golden light suddenly became awkward.

Every golden light seems to be a sword.

The tens of thousands of swords were strangled at the same time. It is conceivable that this is the situation.

"No..."

It’s been completely messed up.

There has not been a stable dragon, and when you see this scene, the pupil is suddenly shrinking.

A huge crisis has once again shrouded.

Good and powerful, terrible.

Wang Chen’s offensive, like the waves roaring, does not give himself a chance to breathe.

There is no stability in the body, and the dragons can only resist once again with full anger.

There is no way to know when a squadron has emerged, and suddenly swept away.

哗...

The white light suddenly blooms in the golden light.

The sword seems to divide the world into two.

叮叮叮...

In a flash, the fire flickers and the crisp crashes come in succession.

The sky is full of swords and the sky is becoming violent.

"Destroy Yangjian."

And in such a chaotic scene, Wang Chen’s cold cry was once again coming.

This time, Wang Chen’s voice is like being sent out in hell.

This time, Wang Chen’s cold snoring is like a death sentence.

The light of reincarnation has not yet fallen, but Wang Chen, the Sun Sword is once again attacked.

What is despair, this is despair.

The offensive is like a wave, and there is no chance of responding at all, regardless of the consumption of energy.

When you are sick, you want to kill your life, and seize the opportunity, it is completely suppressed.

This is Wang Chen.

Ordinary people, wanting to do this, is difficult, or even impossible.

Seven steps in the earthquake, destroying the Yang sword, this is the existence of the great supernatural power.

Pingbu Qingyun is also a powerful magical power.

There is also a strong reincarnation of light, and now it is not inferior.

The success of these few moves is only feared that only the people of this level can easily do it. Five times to rebuild the pure Yang, even if it is this level of people, it is extremely difficult to do this.

In such a breath, there is almost no gap to display these magical powers. It depends not only on strength, but also on the control of pure fire. It needs absolute suppression, and it needs a more powerful body.

The combination of such moves is a burden that ordinary warriors cannot afford.

For the consumption of vitality, nature is even more terrifying.

Even if the energy is not enough, there will be a pause.

In this case, a pause is likely to result in the loss of opportunity.

Wang Chen did it.

Star quenching, bringing a strong body.

The overbearing power of Emperor Dragon is to provide Wang Chen with incomparable energy, especially the power of mixing.

The power of chaos, the combination of the power of the stars, and the constant flow of energy from the small world of Dantian, with the Bodhi energy as an aid, which created the four-shot of Wang Chen’s lightning sword at this time.

哗...

A sword is falling from the sky before the light of the reincarnation dissipates.

"No... How could it... How could it be... Wang Chen, you... how could you be so powerful?"

Finally, watching the giant swords descend from the sky, bringing unparalleled pressure, is fighting against the light of reincarnation, and the dragons who are able to stabilize their body are panicked and stunned.

This is Wang Chen.

What the **** guy is, saying that Wang Chen is an ant.

If Wang Chen is such a ant, then there are so many people in the world who are not as good as ants.

If this is the case of Wang Chen, it is the words of the ants, then what is it, what is the high dragon's pavilion.

The dragon is really crazy, he has the urge to marry.

Troubleshooting.

This is definitely a mistake.

The strength of Wang Chen seems to be far more powerful than imagined.

This is really Wang Chen, not the incarnation of the three sons.

If you know this, you will not fight with Wang Chen.

Dragons want to cry without tears.

He has no time to cry.

Because the crisis has shrouded.

There is no choice, the dragon can only bite the teeth and bear the storm.

哗...

In this tearing sound, there is no way between the heavens and the earth when it is spurred by thousands of lightnings.

The annihilation sword seems to be coming from a scorching sun.

In that round of the hot sun, some are just violent, hot, crazy.

Compared with the scorching sun, all around is just endless cold.

"No... I want to kill me."

The eyes are red.

In the horrific crisis, where the dragons are worth a lot.

He even gave up the blockage of the remaining energy of the reincarnation.

噗嗤...

Spray a blood, with a crazy look, the dragon scorpion directly to the fallen yang sword to resist.

Golden light from top to bottom, white light from the bottom up, like two galaxy, and finally meet between heaven and earth.

Hang...

Hang...

Hang...

After a short moment of calm, it is boundless madness.

The roar sounded for a while.

The waves are boundless and turbulent.

The whole world, it seems that chaos is beginning to open, except for the storm, or the storm.

噗噗噗...

The blood is constantly being sprayed in the roar.

The golden light from top to bottom is like a broken bamboo.

The dazzling white light was gradually suppressed and shackled.

"Ah, ah..."

The screams are constantly coming.

In every scream, Long Hao couldn’t help but spurt a blood.

Blood flesh, **** rain.

The arm of the dragon's arm, leaving the bones of the forest, this situation continues to spread.

At the end, almost no trace of flesh and blood can be seen on the dragon's body.

"No, ......"

In the screams, the dragon squatted inside the annihilation sword and was slammed on the ground.

He is like a dog at home, crying for mercy.

Death, it turned out to be so close to yourself.

It turns out that the cold feeling is the feeling of death.

In desperation, Long Hao even closed his eyes.

is over.

is over.

I never thought that I would fall.

As the Tianjiao of the Dragon Pavilion, as a five-time rehabilitative strongman, his goal is unparalleled.

Why would it be killed by Wang Chen?

With endless reluctance, the only thing left in Long Yin’s heart is backup.

Abandoned.

In the end, Long Hao still gave up, and he did not resist.

From the beginning, Wang Chen took the initiative, and the offensive was like a wave. It was like a broken bamboo and could not be resisted.

Wang Chen, it is the devil, he, not a person.

Maybe, if you start with a very ten or even twelve-point strength, you might be able to fight.

As of now.

No.

There is no regret in this world.

A trace of sadness is spreading, and the dragon is quietly waiting to die.

"Fenglong, seal."

However, just as the dragon died quietly, he heard the cold voice of Wang Chen.

What happened.

Death did not come.

Fenglong.

What is Wang Chen doing.

Hang...

Don't doubt, Long Yao opened his eyes. However, just in the moment when Long Yao opened his eyes, he saw only a boundless black hole.

It seems that it is a dark world.

In the roar, he was covered in darkness.

It is an irresistible momentum.

In the dark world, except for the darkness, it is cold.

After that, Long Hao was completely unaware.

Death.

What happened.

This is death.

The last trace of consciousness, the dragon is only doubts.

He doesn't understand what happened.