Chaotic Sword God

"You are courageous and dare to intervene in my city." Mocheng stared coldly at Jian Chen, with no expression.

After listening to this, Kay, standing next to Jian Chen, showed a look of anger. This Mo City is only the late stage of the Lord God, and they are quite similar to their realm, yet they are so proud and so arrogant.

As for Yunxin, it is already showing the color of despair. Although she knows that Jian Chen and Kea are very strong, they are also the great powerhouse on the main **** monument, but the reputation of Mocheng is too loud, the main **** monument First, just this ranking is enough to make many people timid.

As for Xiao Zheng, there is also a ripple in his heart. He is the early king of the gods. No matter the insight or the eyes are not comparable to the cloud, Jian Chen and Kayya on the seventh floor and the two early kings of the battle, let him clearly see the strength of Jian Chen and Kay.

Xiao Zheng believes that in the frontal fight, Jian Chen and Kay are not even opponents of Mocheng, but they are not too far away.

Just behind Mocheng, there is a young man who can't see the depth of the blue shirt. This old man is present, and he can't find any benefit in any way.

Therefore, in Xiao Zheng’s view, it is unwise to offend Motown.

"This is a bit of a hassle." Xiao Zheng frowned.

For the indifference of Mocheng, Jian Chen did not care, and smiled lightly: "I have a commitment with Yunjia, in this Bohai Palace, to protect Miss Yunxin for a year, so in this year Inside, anyone who wants to hurt the cloud must pass me before."

When the voice of Jian Chen fell, the Shen medicine garden immediately attracted many people to make a sneer, watching the eyes of Jian Chen one by one, and it was like watching an idiot.

"Oh, who is this person, so mad, dare to speak in the face of Mocheng"

"Motown is arrogant, but people have arrogant capital. Who is this mixed kid? Never heard of it, seeing the characteristics is not the top ten in the main **** monument, even dare to call Mocheng"

"Hey, I still want to protect people for a year, offended Motown, he has been difficult to protect himself."

The old man in the green shirt behind Mocheng, this time also raised his eyes and looked at Jian Chen, revealing a trace of surprise.

In the eyes of Mocheng, the mans flashed and said: "After you are this? If you are a slightly more powerful god, you can let me face it, but now, in my eyes, it looks like a The ants are still not qualified to block the way of my city, and give me back." When the voice fell, Mocheng was pointing out, and immediately there was a sword from his fingers, with sharp edges. , turned into a lightning bolt to the sword dust.

He is quite conceited, and he believes that no one in his main deity is his own opponent, and he does not put sword dust in his eyes, and he does not bother with swords.

"This Mocheng, the master of the first generation of the main **** monument, the strength is really good, just this casual and sentimental sword, it is not comparable to the ordinary Lord God later, his sentiment on the kendo is not weak at all. For me, I have reached the extreme of the middle of the sword spirit, only one step, and then entered the late stage of the sword spirit." Jian Chen heart in the dark, calm and calm, the same point out, shot a sword from the fingers.

"Hey!"

The sword was broken, lightning-fast, and the silver-white light flashed away. The two swords had already collided, and a dull sound broke out.

"Oh, I didn't expect this mixed kid to master the law of kendo."

"How about mastering the law of kendo? The same law, in the hands of different people, the power exerted is also different, and I don't know if the tall and talented boy can be the opponent of Mocheng?"

"Look at it, just this one, you can separate it."

Many people are talking about it, no one is optimistic about Jian Chen.

But very quickly, some people who looked down on the sword dust suddenly stunned. When the two swords touched each other in midair, they collapsed and they didn't take advantage of it.

This time, Jian Chen and Mo Cheng are equally divided.

"Hey! I can't see it, this kid has some strength."

"This doesn't mean anything. It's just that Mocheng is a casual blow. Even the sword is not used. If Mocheng is serious, it only needs a few tricks. No, even a single stroke can defeat the opponent."

Mocheng eyes condensed, cold voice: "I can understand this kind of sword, so I have some strength, you are qualified to let me use the sword." A sword appeared in the hands of Mocheng, the entire blade They are all wrapped in a layer of sturdy swords, and the tip of the sword is even more powerful, giving off a powerful sword.

"The best sacred device!" Jian Chen's eyes fell on the long sword in the hands of Mocheng. The used swordsmanship that he once used has been broken. For years, he has been looking for a sacred sacred sacred device. I have not found a handle that will satisfy him.

"Looking at it, Mocheng has to go all out, the first battle scene of the main **** monument, but it is extremely difficult to see." In the Shen Medicine Garden, all the main gods have gathered together, and even some gods have been attracted.

Xiao Zheng’s eyes are also flashing, and my heart is also looking forward to the battle between Jian Chen and Mo Cheng. I don’t know how much difference between Jian Chen and Mo Cheng.

"Next, I will not be merciful. If you retreat now, you still have time. You have to understand that you can't stop me from getting the roots of heaven." Mo Cheng said with no expression, coldly.

"You just concluded that I can't stop you? Unless you let the people behind you shoot." Jian Chen said, looking calm and calm.

Hearing, the old man in front of Mocheng’s eyes flashed in the eyes of the old man, and he looked at the eyebrow dust in a meaningful way. Haha smiled: “Little guy, you can rest assured that as long as the high-ranking gods don’t come out, the old man naturally I won’t say it. Speaking of it, the old man really hopes that you can defeat Mo Cheng and frustrate his spirit.” The old man in the green shirt has already swept back a few miles away, but he also knows in his heart that he wants to find It is too difficult and difficult to come out with someone who can defeat Mo City in the Lord's Deity.

Mo Cheng did not care about the old man in the green shirt. His eyes flashed and his spirit was high. He said: "Since you are so confident, then I will promise you that if you can win me, then this day will be rooted. I don't want to be in Mocheng." After that, Mo Jian directly started, and the long sword in his hand shines brightly. He seems to be in harmony with him, holding a long sword and directly stabbing Jian Chen.

Jian Chen stepped out, took the initiative to meet up, the right hand condensed Jianqi, with the sword against the enemy.

"Get started, see how long that person can hold in Motown's hands."

"Do you still use it? There are absolutely no more than three strokes."

In the Medicine Garden, everyone held their breath and concentrated on watching. The picture of Mocheng, the first **** of the main monument, personally, can be attracted even in the later stages of some gods.

"Ding!"

With a crisp sound coming, the sword that condensed in the hands of Jian Chen hit the sword ridge of Mocheng. Because the sword air of Jian Chen has been extremely solid and almost substantive, this attack has actually produced A steel-like chorus.

In the midst of two powerful forces, naturally, a powerful energy shock wave is generated. The scattered swords are flying in the sky, but they can't destroy the Shen Medicine Park.

Because all the medicines here, even the grass and the trees, are guarded by powerful arrays, not to mention them, even the late kings of God, and even the gods of the gods on the throne of God, are hard to break.

"Good strength!" Mocheng was shocked. When the best saint in his hand collided with the sword of Jian Chen, he only felt that a very powerful force was transmitted from the sword and shook his whole right. The arms are numb.

However, the next moment, Mo Cheng's eyes suddenly condensed, only to see the right hand of Jian Chen covered with a strong sword mans, actually caught the sword directly with the palm of his hand.

"Looking for death, if that's the case, let me break you first." Mocheng was cold in his heart.