Son of Heaven

If Liang Chen tried to chase him from the crowd when he stood up and ran, it might be too late.

Liang Chen's eyes in the distance had already started to congest, he gritted his teeth fiercely, and rushed forward madly with all his strength. Wherever the light went, there was a sea of ​​blood, bloody and rainy.

Poignant blood flowers bloomed everywhere, and Liang Chen's body was stained with the blood of these fusang bastards, making him look like a god of death from hell.

Monsters block and kill demons, gods block and kill gods, kill, kill, kill, no one can stop his footsteps, the long knife that has been soaked in blood, has many gaps but is still shining, has completely become a god of death at this moment The call, every time it falls, a fresh life is harvested.

Liang Chen is already red-eyed. At this moment, either he is dead or the enemy is dead. It is impossible for him to stop and have a little bit of kindness. Therefore, every knife is a killer move, and every knife is bound to be killed. There will be howling and falling down.As for the result, he has no time to care about it. [

All he knew was that now, he had to catch up with Youwei Chiming within ten steps, otherwise all his plans would come to naught because of this shrunken turtle bastard.

Kill, kill, kill, this is a real bloody battle.

Ten steps away, the corpses of countless Fusang bastards fell down; ten steps away, in the blink of an eye, there was a long bloody river.

The sharp light of the knife stabbed the eyes and hearts of all Fusang bastards, making them even more frightened and terrified.Except for the most loyal subordinate who tried desperately to stop Liang Chen, the other peripheral people had quietly become terrified, standing on the periphery trembling in fear, watching the people on the inner periphery still crazily rushing left and right with monstrous blood. Liang Chen's heart was so cold that it couldn't be any colder.They had never seen such a terrifying murderer.

There are still seven steps away from Youwei Chiming, and the dazzling light of the knife explodes in the hearts of every Fusang bastard. Get up and run away quickly, and then they can also swarm away.

Six steps ahead, Youwei Chiming was still panting desperately, roaring like a cow just half-kneeling, trying to stand up.However, what made all his subordinates a little bit broken was that he hadn't stood up for a long time. It seemed that his legs were cramped due to excessive shock and excessive force.And Liang Chen also lost his strength for a while, feeling like he was exhausted.But he was still killing, the knife in his hand was not tired at all, and the knife still saw blood.His pace of advancement is still heroic.

After five steps, Liang Chen's blood-red eyes had already seen it, and saw Youwei Chiming's horrified face when he turned his head.And he swung his knife even more urgently, but sweat mixed with blood continued to ooze from his body like rain, soaking his clothes.

Three steps, Liang Chen only needs to go one step forward, he can cut down Youwei Chiming with one knife, and catch him.The best attack distance is approaching, and Liang Chen's swirling saber light finally has a constricting aura that is about to make Youwei Chiming's blood splash under the saber. At that time, he is the one who controls the overall situation.

But at this moment, Youwei Chiming was finally stimulated by the imminent death, jumped up, flew out like a [-]-meter champion, and turned into a look of despair in the eyes of Liang Chen who was about to exhaust himself. back!