Chaotic Sword God

I saw Jian Chen with a sword and stood. His body was suspended in the sky with a hundred meters without any force. The wind whistling in the sky. His white body swayed freely in the wind, and his long hair fluttered like an invincible God of War. Heaven and earth. **-<书海阁>-*

After a fierce battle, Jian Chen’s clothes were poked out by a sneak attack by the old patriarch of the Meng’s family in the back, and the rest were intact.

On the other hand, the old patriarch of the Mengran tribe, who was opposite, had a lot of wolverines. He shook his head and smashed his body with countless horrible sword wounds. The blood flowing out of his hair dyed his clothes, making him look more like A blood man, terrible.

At this moment, he was floating in the air above the kilometer and gasping, and the five-meter-long silver-white pistol in his hand fell down weakly. It seemed that he had no strength to lift the rifle again.

In the battle with Jian Chen, the old patriarch whose strength reached the sacred king's eight heavens was defeated. In addition to the previous sneak attack, he did not even touch the corner of Jian Chen's clothes, but he was so embarrassed.

"Thank you for the warrior's mercy, I don't know who the warrior is, because of what to call it." The old patriarch of the Meng's family said in a low voice, his words revealed a bit of weakness. In his heart, he knew very well that in the case of Jian Chen, there were countless opportunities for him to kill himself, because his gunwork was completely suppressed by the other party, and the speed of the other party’s sword was really coming to an incredible level.

"Idle people, Yang Yutian!" Jian Chen no expression, the tone said plain.

"But, since the Dahl tribe has such a strong warrior as Yang Yutian behind the back, then my Menghuang tribe will retreat. According to the rules of my sea world, my Mengran tribe can no longer launch any attacks on the Dahl tribe in the next hundred years. The old patriarch of the Menghuang tribe said in a decadent manner that although he was unwilling, he was helpless. Although his Jensun of the Menghuang tribe was the messenger of the temple, but for the disputes within the territory, the three temples were not. Will intervene.

The existence of Jensen can only bring an honor to the Menghuang tribe, a status improvement, and will not enhance the strength of the Menghuang tribe by virtue of the relationship between the temples.

The battle on the side of Jian Chen has stopped, but the battle on the side of Nubis is still going on. A total of three holy kings, Eight Heavens and a sacred king, the messenger and Nubis, are quite fierce. The roaring loud noise that was made by one hand was endless, and the violent energy aftermath rolled the world, letting the emptiness tremble and the earth cracked. -<书海阁>-(

"Four boys, your strength is not weak, but the combat power is too bad. For someone like you, my great Nobis can play ten." Nubis said as he played, one enemy four, He still seems to be well-versed. Now, I am afraid that only the strong emperor can make Nubis feel pressure.

"Don't play with you, lest some people say that I was wasting my time." Nubis laughed, and the attack suddenly became fierce. He avoided several people's attacks, and his hands were clawed into two of them. The embroider's chest, piercing their chest, and then kicking on the head of Jensen with the thunder and lightning, let his gods suffer a huge shock, fainted on the spot.

In a twinkling of an eye, three of the four messengers lost their fighting power.

In the end, the strength reached the holy king of the nine heavens, the name was Dahei, and the face of the cold-faced messenger could not help but change, but he still did not choose to retreat, waving the trident in his hand to stab Nubis.

Nobius pointed a finger, a golden thread shot from the fingertips, tied the trident to tight tightness, and kicked it on the **** chest. This foot, Nubis, almost used all his strength. Only this one foot let the **** mouth spit out the blood and flew out. The bones on his chest were shattered in front of this foot, and the internal organs were also huge. Trauma, start cracking, and make it bleed.

The four temple messengers were all beaten by Nubis and fell on the ground. One of them was directly comatose, and the other three were badly wounded and pale.

Nobis's body slowly descended from the sky. He stared at the three sober temple ambassadors with a smile. He said, "How about the temple messengers who are on the top, how can they be beaten, it must be very fresh, now you say Say, who is the judge?"

"Hey, dare to hurt us, the temple is a messenger. No matter who you are, it doesn't take long to live..."

"The Presbyterian Church will avenge us, and it will surely make you lose your spirit. The temple messenger is not to be offended."

The two former temple ambassadors who had fought in Jensen stared at Nubis with a grin and said that their eyes were burning with anger. As the messenger of the temple, they are filled with a sense of superiority. They think that they are superhuman, and they are absolutely not allowed to treat themselves like this. This is definitely a huge shame for them.

Nobis was irritated, and there was a cold flash in his eyes. The savage killings had already surfaced on his face. He sneered: "Dare to say that my great Nubis is extinct, I have the guts, oh, so Then my great Nubis will let you taste the end of the form."

"A good arrogant tone, I forgive you for not having the courage to kill the temple messenger." A temple messenger sniffed at the threat of Nubis.

"Since you want to die, then I will fulfill you." Nubis’s murderous eyes were strong, and five golden thin lines were suddenly shot at the tip of the five fingers, turning into five golden lights and rushing toward the eyebrows of the three of them. They destroyed their gods.

At the same time, the surrounding space suddenly solidified under the control of Nubis, and the bodies of the three of them were tightly locked and there was no point in the movement, so that they could not escape at all, only watching the death step by step. Close.

Feeling the killing of Nubis's heart, the face of the messenger who had previously challenged Nubis finally changed. A trace of fear permeated his heart. He never imagined that in the territory of the temple, there were still people who dared to kill. Temple messenger.

At this moment, the three awake temples are all panicked. They are the high-ranking, noble and honorable temple messengers. The future is bright, and the breakthrough to the fifteen-star class is only a matter of time. I don't want to die at this time.

"Nubis, stop!" At this moment, a loud drink came from a distance, and saw that Jian Chen was approaching here quickly.

The golden thread stopped when it was a foot away from the temple's eyebrows. Nubis glanced at the sword dust that flew from a distance, hesitated, and the palm of his hand was retracted, and the gold thread was withdrawn.

Jian Chen came to Nubis and said; "Nubis, spare them."

"Well, since you are pleading for them, my great Nubis will spare their lives for a while, but the space ring in their hands must be left," said Nubis.

Jian Chen did not veto, they first arrived in the sea, the most missing is the currency here, and the space ring of the four temple messengers because there should be a lot of crystal coins, collect more total no harm, in case you meet the valuables again There is no need to be guilty of money.

Upon hearing that Nubis wanted them to leave a space ring, the three messengers suddenly changed their faces, and someone immediately said; "No, you can't take our space ring."

Nubis looked heavy and shouted; "Space ring and your life, you can only choose one. If you want to live, leave a space ring. Otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless."

The three temple messengers grinded for a long time, and finally compromised, reluctantly took the space ring in their hands and handed it to Nobis.

Subsequently, Nubis went to the unconscious Jensen and took the space ring in Jensen's hand.

Seeing Jensen’s space ring was also taken away, and the faces of the three temple messengers suddenly became very ugly, one by one, biting their teeth, without saying a word.

"Okay, let's go." Nubis waved his hand and said to the three people impatiently.

The three temple ambassadors stood up to the injury from the ground, and left the place with a stunned Jensen gray face.

Nubis played with the four space rings in his hand and said: "With the identity of their temple messenger, there should be a lot of crystal coins in it."

"Let's go first. We have already solved the Mengran tribes in the Tidal tribe. It is time to leave here." Jian Chen said, and then returned to the Dar tribe with the Nubis.

When they returned, they saw that the patriarch of the Dar tribe and the patriarch of the Mengran tribe were signing the treaty in a form similar to the blood oath. This treaty is the rule of the forces within the sea.

"You four, leave me the space ring in your body." Nubis said proudly to the four strong men of the Menghuang tribe.

It is said that the faces of the four strong men of the Menghuang tribe are all changed. The old patriarch said with a sigh of relief: "According to the rules, we only need to compensate a part of the crystal coins, and pay the space ring. This is a violation of the rules. You Can't do this."

"Less nonsense, what rules are not regular, and quickly hand over the space ring." Nubis shouted, this time he actually started the smashing of the smashing.

The four strong men of the Menghuang tribe have changed face slightly, but because of the strength of Nobis and Jian Chen, despite the injustice of the heart, they dare not say anything more, and finally they honestly take down the space in their hands. The rings were handed over to Nobis.

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