Swallow God Supreme

Chapter 2368 Zhanlutong

Kneel down!

When Qin Chen's momentum resounded like a thunderbolt.

Roaring with infinite thought power, he slammed at He Ming fiercely.

"boom!"

He Ming's knees were almost broken by a sudden force.

Kneeling heavily in front of everyone.

Qin Chen's blow was quite fatal.

He Ming's internal organs were all damaged to a great extent.

"hiss!"

There was a gasp all around.

Why did it happen all of a sudden?

However, Qin Chen didn't let He Ming react at all, and his powerful thoughts slapped He Ming again.

At this moment, how could He Ming, who had already been severely injured, withstand Qin Chen's blow?
"What is he going to do?"

Qiu He's face was livid.

Is it impossible to kill He Ming?
"I surrender!"

that moment.

Death enveloped He Ming.

Ling He Ming shouted with all his strength.

The terrifying power that could have taken He Ming's life disappeared in an instant as it approached He Ming.

Qin Chen said: "I see Commander He is so tenacious, and I think Commander He has the strength to fight. I'm really sorry."

"This……"

Quite a few people looked strange.

He Ming wished he could find a crack in the ground and drill down.

"The winner is Qin Ni of the Myriad Spirit Sect."

The giant of the Huo family looked at Qin Chen in surprise, and announced.

Obviously.

He was also quite surprised by the outcome of this battle.

Especially, even he didn't understand how Qin Chen suddenly reversed the situation and completely defeated He Ming just now.

"Qiu Juju, is this your confidence?"

Yu Yuan looked at Qiu He coldly.

Qiu He gritted his teeth: "What's the matter with this guy! He was about to win just now."

He also didn't understand.

He Ming was finally carried away.

His legs could no longer allow him to stand up and walk normally.

After defeating He Ming.

Qin Chen didn't go on.

He looked in the direction of the Dead River camp.

Under the gaze of many eyes, he raised his hand and hooked his fingers to the direction of the Dead River camp.

bring it on!

Many lines of sight focused on one.

How crazy!

This is simply not paying attention to the dead river.

Moreover, after a fight with He Ming, he didn't even have the intention of resting, so he continued with the second fight?
Nie Mu frowned slightly: "Too proud."

He shook his head.

Although Qin Chen won this battle wonderfully.

But, so openly provoking Dead River, is it true that there is no one on the other side of Dead River?
"Crazy guy."

Just now when Qin Chen won He Ming, Jiang Jin was not very happy, but rather displeased.

He already regarded Qin Chen as his enemy.

"Excessive arrogance is ignorance."

"If Death River dispatches 'Lu Tong', what will happen to him?"

Yu Yuan's cold eyes fell on Qin Chen: "Lu Tong, let him crawl away."

his voice.

Biting cold.

It is clear.

He was angry.

"Dead River leads Lu Tong, take the fight."

Lu Tong glanced at Qin Chen with a pair of indifferent eyes, and immediately stepped out.

"boom!"

Seeing Lu Tong take up the challenge.

The reaction on the spot was great.

Lu Tong was hailed as one of the top three candidates, and he should have played later.

However, because of Qin Chen's provocation, he made his debut earlier.

"Qin Ni really wants to die."

"To be honest, he can fight Sun Shang again, and he is very likely to win, but he directly provokes Sihe. Isn't that why Sihe sent Lu Tong to teach him a lesson?"

"I've heard that Lu Tong didn't get along well with Qin Ni in Huoyanglou yesterday, but today Qin Ni is still so arrogant, Lu Tong might kill him."

……

Lu Tong went to the battle, which made everyone very excited.

They are looking forward to Lu Tong!

Everyone wants to see the strong confronting each other, not the rookies pecking at each other.

Qin Chen looked at Lu Tong.

He was not surprised.

He knew that if he provoked like this, Sihe would definitely send Lu Tong.

From the battle of the fallen Longling.

The beam between him and the dead river is considered to be closed.

In Huoyang Tower, it was a fermentation.

He also had no intention of fighting Sun Shang again.

That doesn't make sense.

If you want to fight, fight with the strongest.

Is Dead River the strongest leader?

Top three favorites?

"I am, looking forward to it."

Qin Chen's eyes gradually sharpened.

"If Lu Tong plays, he may miss the top three."

Wei Ning worried.

With the strength Qin Chen showed just now, maybe he can still compete for the top three.

Nie Mu looked very ugly.

"Big Brother Nie, your people are really amazing."

Jiang Jin sarcastically said.

Hearing this, Nie Mu's face became even more gloomy, but he knew it too.

There is no room for turning things around.

Lu Tong stared at Qin Chen, his eyes were indifferent: "Who gave you the courage to dare to challenge me, Sihe?"

"boom!"

Qin Chen didn't even have the intention to talk nonsense with Lu Tong.

The majestic power of the Dao thought was like a strong wind and waves, and it slammed down on Lu Tong fiercely.

Lu Tong's eyes turned cold.

He suddenly took out a long spear as black as ink from the Qiankun bag.

"Shh!"

His arm shook.

The pitch-black spear carried the power of the billowing avenue, and under the blessing of the will of the wind, it shot straight at Qin Chen like lightning.

"Bang bang bang!"

A series of explosions sounded!
Qin Chen's thought power was continuously pierced by the pitch-black spear, approaching Qin Chen at an astonishing speed.

"Sure enough, he is much stronger than He Ming."

Qin Chen's eyes narrowed into a slit, and he immediately retreated, and drew out his star-shooting bow.

"call out!"

A star-shooting arrow shot at Lu Tong like starlight.

"clang!"

Lu Tong's eyes were quite sharp.

Holding the long spear in his hand, he only slightly shook it, and sent the star-shooting arrow flying.

Qin Chen shot an arrow, but it didn't have any blocking effect on Lu Tong.

In a blink of an eye.

Lu Tong, who was holding a spear in his hand, had already arrived in front of Qin Chen.

The pitch-black spear tip was like the sharpest thing in the world, coming straight to Qin Chen's heart.

Qin Chen jumped up immediately.

"Little Death God Seal!"

He gave a loud drink.

In an instant.

There are a thousand small death seals flying out of thin air!
"Thousands of small death seals?"

Many people exclaimed.

The Seal of the God of Death is the iconic Taoism of the Temple of Death, and they all know how difficult it is to cultivate it to the point of the seal of the Thousand Paths of the God of Death.

"Add a little more strength!"

The power of death suddenly gushed out of Qin Chen's flesh and blood.

The power of death and the seal of death.

Like wood meeting fire.

After meeting, they instantly burned into monstrous gangsters.

For a while, not only the power of these thousand little death seals has been greatly increased!

"Twenty percent of the power of death!"

"No wonder he can cultivate the Little Death Seal to the level of a thousand!"

Everyone's pupils shrank.

The Seal of Death God and the power of death have the same effect.

"Come again!"

however.

This is still not over.

With a wave of Qin Chen's big hand, the power of the Daolong surged out wildly.

"The power of the Variation Dao?!"

Everyone is surprised.

(End of this chapter)