Chaotic Sword God

Jian Chen carefully controlled the power of the Emperor to float above his palm, and his body flickered to the rear of the king. The palm of his hand controlled the power of the Emperor and took it decisively toward the head of the king.

The person who has been standing in the distance to watch the war has a bright flash of glory in his eyes. He looks at the power of the great Emperor in the hands of Jian Chen, and his face has undergone subtle changes. He secretly exclaimed: "The power of the Holy Emperor I did not expect that there is still the power of the Holy Emperor in the hands of Jian Chen. Seeing the power of the water in the power of the Holy Emperor is extremely incomparable, and it must be from the strong people of the sea."

"The power of the Holy Emperor is enough to pose a threat to the strong man of the Holy Emperor. The king's **** is hurt by the smoldering spirit. Seeing that he should be unhappy at the moment, he can't take care of the outside world. I don't know the power of the sword. Can you reinvent the king." I thought of this, the light in the eyes of the Lord’s eyes suddenly flashed, and a trace of deep, deep and sinful leaks came out from time to time.

Houston also noticed the power of the great emperor in the hands of Jian Chen. Seeing that the power of the great emperor was going to hit the head under the control of Jian Chen, this made Houston’s eyes suddenly bright, and the heart gave birth to a look.

The tiger emperor Conris, who was fighting with the black fish, naturally found the power of the Emperor in the hands of Jian Chen, but when he saw the action of Jian Chen, the corner of his mouth could not help but reveal a sneer sneer.

"Touch." Jian Chen's palm controls the power of the Emperor, and finally slammed the king's head on the back of the head, and suddenly burst into a dull sound, suddenly, a terrible energy aftermath like a flood, the sword dust The body flew out to the far side,

The body of Jian Chen quickly reversed, and it took a few kilometers to fly down. The right hand that slaps on the head of the king begins to tremble uncontrollably, and his face becomes very ugly, and there are a few faint faces. In incredible colors,

Just the palm of the hand was on Wang’s head, and Jian Chen felt like it was shot on a very hard steel. Not only did he not smash the king’s head as he expected, even the effect of the heavy damage achieve,

"The power of the great emperor did not penetrate the king's head, but broke out on the king's scalp. The king's head is too hard." Jian Chen's heart is secret, he can feel the power of this great emperor, fundamentally There is no threat to the king. The strength of the king’s body is far beyond his resemblance.

"I didn't expect Wang's body to be so terrible. I don't want to be a race with the dragon. I was a war with him. If I was not good at affecting the gods, I would have some advantages. I am afraid that I am not the opponent of the king." The people who watched the war were also secretly surprised.

"Ah,,, shameless juniors, dare to attack this king, this king has to smash you a corpse today." Wang Yangtian issued an angry roar, although the power of this dust of the sword did not threaten him. But it made him a lot of wolverines, and his identity and strength was actually bullied by a human race to such a degree, which makes his heart proud and proud, how can the king who has always been high can bear it,

Because this is a shameful shame for him.

Suddenly, Wang’s gaze became extremely terrible. The muscles on his face were distorted. His face was stunned. He was a demon from hell. If he looked at it, it would make people shudder. Wang Zheng tried his best to suppress it. The severe pain sent by the Yuanshen, staring at the sword dust coldly, seems to hate the blood of the sword dust, eat the meat of the sword dust,

The body of the king suddenly disappeared. When he appeared again, he had already come to the front of Jian Chen. One of his palms had completely turned into a dragon claw, and he grasped the head of Jian Chen without mercy. At the same time, the body around Jian Chen The space has solidified again, and the space that has been solidified by the king has limited the ability to move, and it is impossible to control the sacred resistance.

The dust of Jian Chen’s pupils shrank rapidly. The hand that Wang became the dragon claw was constantly magnifying in his eyes, but his body was bound at this moment, and he had lost his ability to move. He only watched the dragon claws keep approaching.

Just at the moment of life and death, the space next to it suddenly split, and a holy sword that exudes a thousand golden awns suddenly appeared in this world with the horrible pressure, and then turned into a golden lightning to shoot quickly. Grab the dragon claws of the sword dust to the king,

"clang."

The holy sword that radiated the golden light collided with the dragon's dragon claws, and suddenly an earth-shattering steel chorus broke out. After a blow, the holy sword bounced back, and the dragon's claws were also deflected by the sword. On the dragon's claws, a small wound appeared, and a trace of red blood has flowed out.

That is the blood of the Holy Emperor. Although it is only a trace of silk, it is so conspicuous that the horror energy contained in the blood can be clearly felt.

The dragon claw was injured, and suddenly the heart of the king was shocked. Because he was up and down, the dragon claw was the hardest place. Even the strong man of the Holy Emperor could not hurt his dragon claw.

"The weapon with the power of the source, the holy dragon sword." Wang's gaze looked at the holy sword wrapped in golden light, making a low voice.

The door of a space was quickly formed, and only Rui Jin, wearing a golden armor, and the flame of the flaming red dragon, wearing a fiery red dress, stepped out from the door of space.

Ruijin reached out and gestured. The sacred dragon sword wrapped in golden light turned into a long rainbow and flew from a distance. It happened to fall into the hands of Ruijin. Ruijin held the holy dragon sword facelessly staring at the king. Shen Sheng said: "I didn't expect Seeing this mutant dragon again so soon, is it true that you really want to be against the emperor."

Wang Yi stared at Ruijin and gritted his teeth: "It is you, and it is a good thing for you to be a bad king. Although you are the emperor of the dragon, there is no dragon in the present era. This king advises you not to be I am right, otherwise, believe it or not, and even the king will kill you."

"Changing the dragon, do you really think that you have killed the emperor?" Rui Jin Shen Shen, his face is very gloomy, threatened by a mutated dragon in the district, which makes Rui Jin, who is the emperor of the dragon, very angry.

Wang no longer talks with Ruijin nonsense, turns his head to look at the human desires, and sighs: "The Terran Emperor, it is time for you to take the shot."

In the eyes of the human desire, the light flashed, silent, and volleyed in one step, and instantly crossed the distance of more than ten kilometers to Ruijin.

Seeing this, Ruijin looked sinking and Shen Sheng said: "The Terran Emperor, I did not expect that you would collude with this mutant dragon to jointly harm the genius of your human race."

"You have too much nonsense." People want to say that the main face is expressionless, the palm of the hand is caught, the energy between the heavens and the earth begins to converge rapidly, and lightning strikes Ruijin, while whispering: "Since you have treasures Can resist the lord's seven passions and desires, then the lord will abandon these magical powers and fight with you completely by the means of the Holy Emperor."

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