Great fusion of the heavens

Chapter 25 Grandpa is Here, Don't Call
Chen Jinghua's face was as gloomy as water, and it was an insult to Wen Peng to look down on him so much!
"Wen Peng is busy dealing with the demonic energy right now, everyone, give it to me!"

Chen Jinghua waved his arm, and immediately everyone was ready to move.

Just like what Chen Jinghua said, the devilish energy flowing from the jade beads was all surging around Wen Peng at this moment, and they were not the focus at all.

And from the looks of it, it was quite difficult for Wenpeng to resist.

"kill!"

The roar of a disciple fired the first shot to siege Wenpeng.

All the disciples fought to kill Wen Peng with profound strength.

Sword Qi, fist strength, palm wind.

Overwhelming Xiang Wenpeng crushed away.

Chen Jinghua sneered, Wen Peng, I don't believe you can compete with so many people!
Wen Peng swung his sword away from the blasting demon energy, his face was cold.

With a cold snort, he said angrily, "Since you are looking for death yourself, then come!"

lore sword -

Kill with one sword.

The basaltic lore sword unleashed with the mysterious power of the dragon and elephant, combined with the power of the dragon and elephant, the power of this blow even surpassed Wen Peng's power to kill Chen Quan.

crackling-

The arm was moaning overwhelmed, and Wen Peng felt that his arm was about to collapse.

This power was so powerful that he couldn't even control it himself.

Thousands of sword qi burst out, they roared, screamed, and shattered everything, killing those who rushed towards Wenpeng.

bang bang bang-

As the sword qi passed by, the attacks of dozens of people turned into nothing, collapsed and separated, and the lore-killing sword qi swept past.

"Ahhh-"

There was a series of screams, and the sword energy was crisscrossing, harvesting their lives one by one like cutting leeks.

"Hey! Congratulations to player Wenpeng for killing..."

"Hey! Congratulations to player Wenpeng for killing..."

"Den..."

The system beeps keep beeping.

One sound after another, like setting off firecrackers.

Everyone who was originally enthusiastic froze in place, staring at Wen Peng in front of him dumbfounded.

Some had trembling legs.

Some people have fear in their eyes, and they can hardly hold the long sword in their palms.

Wenpeng glanced at these people, flicked his long sword, flashed a gloomy and cold light, and said loudly: "Special ones, come on!"

"Who else?"

Wen Peng held a sword in one hand, and those demonic energy swirled around his body, and Wen Peng's eyes were as cold as ice.

It's like a demon god.

"Aren't you going to kill me! Come on, fuck, I'm standing here today! If you have the ability, come here!"

Holding the long sword high, everyone thought that he was about to display some martial arts again, so they all backed away in fright.

It was as funny as it could be.

Chen Jinghua looked at the people on the top of the mountain, his eyebrows were knit together, and his whole face was twisted ferociously.

"Give it to me! He is only a second-tier profound master, how much profound power can he have left after using such a powerful sword move? What are you afraid of, give it to me!"

No matter how Chen Jinghua roared, everyone remained unmoved.

With one move, a dozen people were beheaded in one encounter.

There are not many people on the top of the mountain, and they will almost die if they come a few more times.

Maybe Wenpeng has run out of fuel, but who dares to bet?
No one dared.

At this time, a burst of devilish energy suddenly attacked from Wen Peng's side.

It seemed that it was affected by the blood energy permeating the air, and that devil energy also became extremely fierce.

Wenpeng glanced at the killing demonic energy from the corner of his eye.

With a movement of the palm.

The power of the dragon elephant erupted immediately, and pieces of dragon scales pierced the skin and spread all over Wenpeng's palm.

Hold the palm of your hand.

boom--

That turbulent demonic energy was just pinched by Wen Peng in his hands.

Everyone's eyelids jumped.

Wen Peng held the snake-like magic energy, his eyes moved, and he slammed it on the ground!

bang bang bang-

The ground cracked, the demon energy dissipated, and the entire mountain top seemed to shake.

Glancing at the crowd, Wen Peng said coldly: "A bunch of cowards."

Move your feet.

Everyone was so scared that they took a few steps back.

Wen Peng jumped up and jumped to the top of the Devil's Cave Tomb.

Chen Jinghua looked gloomy at the people who were shaking like chaff in fright, and cursed inwardly: A bunch of useless trash!

Immediately, with a heavy step on his feet, he came to the edge of the tomb and stood opposite Wen Peng.

He said with a ferocious face: "Wen Peng, you must die today!"

Wen Peng glanced at Chen Jinghua, teasingly said: "Heh, finally came a decent one?"

"This is your Spirit Sword Sect? A mob."

Chen Jinghua sneered and said, "You can fool others, but you can't fool me."

Wen Peng sneered and said, "Is this me trying to lie to you?"

With a sword drawn, the sword energy raged.

"Go away for me!"

The lore-killing sword qi slashed out, and rushed directly to Chen Jinghua's place!
Chen Jinghua's eyes changed, and he quickly raised the long sword in his hand to block, but when he raised his arms, he realized that there was nothing.

Damn, cheated!

Opening his eyes, Chen Jinghua's eyes were reddened by the scene in front of him!
"Wen Peng! How dare you!"

Taking advantage of Chen Jinghua's blocking, Wen Peng jumped up and came to the jade bead.

Holding the jade bead in the palm of one hand.

Wenpeng held a sword in one hand and jade beads in the other, and laughed loudly: "Why don't I dare?!"

With the Qianjun sword in his hand, he raised the sword and dropped it, and another burst of sword energy surged out from the Qianjun sword, rushing towards Chen Jinghua in front of the gentle sound of the wind.

Chen Jinghua's face was ferocious, and he said, "Do you think I will be fooled by you again?"

Without dodging or evading, he rushed directly to Wen Peng's place, and stretched out his palm forward, trying to snatch the beads from Wen Peng's hand.

Wenpeng yelled: "Damn it, strong man!"

When the sword qi was only a short distance away from Chen Jinghua, the cold killing intent surging above the sword qi made Chen Jinghua's heart skip a beat!
Special code, this is real!
When Chen Jinghua realized it, he had no time to resist.

That sword energy directly hit Chen Jinghua's arm.

stab-

The sound of flesh being torn apart resounded on Chen Jinghua's arm, blood splashed all over for a while, and the clothes on Chen Jinghua's arm also shattered into pieces and flew out.

The sword energy passed through Chen Jinghua's arm, and directly chopped on the ancient tree behind him.

boom boom-

The ancient wood surrounded by several people was split open by Wen Peng's sword.

"How can it be--"

Chen Jinghua's body stopped in place, and his palms were still protruding forward.

bang bang bang-

The entire arm, starting from the fingers, was shattered piece by piece.

all the way to the shoulders.

"Ahhh-"

Chen Jinghua's remaining arm hugged his bloody shoulder, and screamed miserably.

"Tsk tsk tsk, dare to receive my lore sword energy without any protection, strong man, really strong man!"

Wenpeng slammed his mouth and said appreciatively.

"Wen Peng!!!"

"Grandpa is here, don't call."

(End of this chapter)