Chaotic Sword God

Jian Chen’s gaze suddenly became extremely fierce. Although the sword of Zha Caiyun was not accompanied by the earth-shattering momentum, it made the Jian Chen’s heart vigilant and felt a deep threat. The strength of strength has been far stronger than Jian Chen.

"Let me deal with him." Jian Chen screamed to stop Ruijin, and his fighting spirit became stronger and stronger. There was also a sky-high sword in it, even though Zha Caiyun’s strength was strong. But not yet powerful enough to reach the unbeatable level,

The power of chaos is swallowed out from the dantian of Jian Chen, and you can travel through every corner of the body in an instant, and the defensive power of Chaos is maximized.

The chaotic body of Jian Chen has reached the third layer. Every force of chaos is composed of massive energy, especially the chaos of the third layer. The amount of silk is equivalent to a first emperor. The power of the realm of the realm is condensed, so the chaotic force of the sword dust is extremely slow in the battle. If it is used for internal defense, its consumption speed is almost negligible.

The emperor's artifact in the hands of Jian Chen began to vibrate slightly, giving a scornful sword, and then with a chaotic force full of devastating breath, he came out without fear, greeted by the singer Long sword,

"Sword dust, your opponent's strength has reached the peak of eight heavens, will be squeezed into the nine heavens, and more careful." Jian Chen's voice came from the voice of Ruijin, Ruijin saw the strength of Zha Caiyun at a glance, be careful Jian Chen,

Jian Chen's face is more dignified. With the help of the emperor's artifact, he can exert the strength of the Seven Emperor's Seven Heavens Peak, still weaker than the Zha Caiyun.

Jian Chen and Zha Caiyun played against each other in a few rounds of lightning. They played very fiercely and the momentum was huge. Every time the two swords touched each other, it was like the world colliding, bursting with roaring loud noises, falling apart, vanishing, violent The afterglow of energy and the sporadic swordsmanship splashed around, forcing all the powerful saints around him to retreat, avoiding them from the bottom of the pond.

The City of God is one of the seven super-main cities on the Tianyuan continent. It has stood on the Tianyuan continent for countless times. After experiencing the baptism of the ancient war, it still does not fall. Naturally, it has its defensive magical power. At this moment, over the city of God. Already raised a huge enchantment, the enchantment enveloped the entire city against the sporadic swordsmanship and energy aftermath from the high air, although the defense is far from being comparable to the guardian enchantment of the mercenary city. However, the attack of Jian Chen and Zha Caiyun could not shake the enchantment.

At this moment, in the city of God, no matter the streets and alleys are full of people, all kinds of buildings are even more crowded, almost collapsed the roof, everyone in the city of God has already All stood on the street and looked up at the sky, staring at this rare and shocking war, accompanied by an endless stream of arguments.

The shape of Jian Chen has quickly retreated, and it has been faintly falling into the wind. Although it is the daughter's body, it is the strength of the people who are about to enter the world of the nine heavens. Every shot of her contains a huge destruction. Power,

Ruijin, Blackfish, and Red Lotus looked at Jian Chen for a moment without blinking. They have already made preparations for shooting at any time. Jian Chen is the only hope for them to return to the tribes. What do they think of the life of Jian Chen? All important,

At this moment, in the depths of a virgin forest tens of thousands of miles away from the **** of God, an old log cabin stands quietly on a mountain peak, and the high wind blew on the door panel. Give people a feeling of falling down at any time,

In the old wooden cabin, there is a middle-aged man wearing a white robe, full of heroic eyes, sitting on the wooden bed with his eyes closed, like a daddy, not moving for a long time,

Suddenly, the tight eyes of the middle-aged man suddenly opened, and two naked eyes were suddenly shot from his eyes, causing the void in front of him to tremble slightly.

The middle-aged man’s eyes were extremely bright, staring in the direction of the city of God, his brows slightly wrinkled and whispered in a low voice; “The city of God has a strong man in the war, one of them is a colorful cloud. The breath, what happened there."

This middle-aged man was the first-class World of Warcraft in the mainland, and then took the eighth-order World of Warcraft blood for the detoxification of the Great Elders of the Guangshi Shengshi Trade Union.

Sitting on the wooden bed with his wrinkled brows, his eyes flickered, his eyes hesitant, and he was hard to make up his mind. He muttered, "Would I like to go over and see."

I didn't hesitate for a long time, and I ended up biting my teeth. "Well, I will hide in the distance and have a look. I understand what happened there." The voice just fell, and the figure of Nothing has disappeared. The incredible speed rushed silently toward the city of God.

The city of God, the battle circle between Jian Chen and Zha Caiyun is constantly pulling away, and soon away from the city of God, to a barren hill outside the hundred miles, fighting fiercely over the barren hills,

"Sword dust, you are not my opponent. If you promise me not to kill, we will stop here." Zha Caiyun said coldly,

"If you want to talk about strength, I am naturally not your opponent, but if you want to talk about swordsmanship, I don't necessarily lose to you. I can't kill you than the shoulder king. There is absolutely no room for negotiation." Jian Chen did not hesitate. It’s absolutely impossible to let go of the shoulder king.

As soon as the voice fell, the arm of Jian Chen suddenly trembled. The Emperor's artifact immediately turned into a dense cloud of swords and covered with a void in front of him. He quickly shrouded the past with the clouds, and the intensive sword shadow was difficult to distinguish between true and false. A sword shadow is real and contains a powerful attack power, which is caused by the speed to the extreme.

At the same time, the sword dust foot on the instant shadow thousands of magic, with ghostly body around the Zha Caiyun, the speed of the sword is faster than a sword, each sword is full force shot, comparable to the seven peaks of the Holy Emperor The strongman has a full blow,

Zha Caiyun body and space He is the only one to calmly avoid the attack of Jian Chen. He does not look at the heavy swords and shadows around him. He feels the sword by himself. Every sword is stabbed and can block the hidden in the sword. The killing trick, cold channel: "If this is the case, then I will blame my ruthlessness."

A sly energy vented from the raging cloud of the cloud, and the emptiness of the void was distorted. I saw the sword in the hands of Zha Caiyun pointing to the sky, and suddenly there was a strong cyan ray bursting out, and the horrible energy would be empty. Give it a break,

"The goddess scattered flowers." Zha Caiyun screamed, the horror energy gathered in her sword suddenly broke out, turned into a very strong sword air violently in all directions, the strength of each sword is not weak The Holy Emperor’s Eight Heavens’ strong hits,

The face of the sword dust is slightly changed. The footsteps of the instant shadows quickly retreat. The emperor artifacts resist this sword-like attack like a stormy rain class. Each sword gas collides with the emperor artifacts, and the powerful impact force shakes the sword dust. The arm is numb,

"Space solidification." Zha Caiyun's eyes flashed, and the position of the left hand's sword dust immediately made the space there solidify, and the body of Jian Chen's body was tightly locked and there was no score.

Puff puff……

The body was restrained, and immediately there were more than a dozen powerful swords to penetrate the body of the sword dust, so that there were more than a dozen finger-sized blood holes in the body of the sword dust, and the bright red blood immediately flowed out of the wound.

The sword dust is screaming in the sky, and the chaotic force full of devastating atmosphere immediately erupts from the body. At the same time, the emperor artifact in the hand is also a black light, with a strong force to break the space and restore freedom.

However, at this time, Zacaiyun has come to the face of Jian Chen in silence, and the long sword in his hand exudes a dazzling blue light, and ruthlessly stabs the throat of Jian Chen.

At this moment, a strong sword that was more than a few times more pure than before was exuded from Jian Chen. With the appearance of this sword, the sky suddenly surged and the world changed. Under the rendering of the sword, even the surrounding air lost its former peace and became sharp, as if an invisible sword was formed.