Conceited Immortal On Campus

In one word, the faces of the people in the five camps all changed dramatically.

Even the six strong masters could not help trembling in their hearts.

Whether or not Chen Yi is the legendary existence that swept all the countries hundreds of years ago, it is by no means what they can contend with.

"Let's go!"

If you are not defeated, you will think of avoiding. At this moment, all the six strong people have the heart to retreat.

Immediately, someone secretly moved towards the exit of the second floor.

Chen Yi stands faintly, and the actions of the people around him can be seen clearly in his eyes.

I saw that his body was condensed by mana, and on his head, a knife was gathered.

This knife is four feet long. It has a broad body and a sharp edge like the moon.

There are still two words on the handle, but they are hidden by the magic power like fire, which is hard to see.

However, Chen Yi is indifferent when he sees that they want to leave.

"Mole ants cherish their lives, but we don't know it!"

"Is it that I haven't done it for a long time, which makes the overseas countries lose their awe?"

Chen Yi looks at those people as if he is looking at a group of clowns.

"It's just a joke after all. It's not as good as a mole ant!"

As the words fell, the knife on Chen Yi's head suddenly trembled.

In an instant, the loud and clear sound of the knife was like tearing people's eardrums.

At this moment, people in the five camps, even the six great masters, were full of fear.

"Run away if you don't want to die!"

"Run away, he is not a man, but the reincarnation of the Chinese god!"

"If we don't go, we'll all die here!"

A road full of fear, fear of screams, chaos in this closed space sounded.

Led by the six strong men, they directly attacked the export.

But there was a golden light coming across the sky. Its speed was like thunder, and its edge could break gold. In the twinkling of an eye, there was a golden knife that pierced Archbishop Osho's chest.

Then, Anya and Puxiu were pierced by the Dharma sword one after another, and the power of the Dharma was broken like paper under this sword.

The blood surged and fell on the ground like paint.

The strongmen of the king of Thailand, the old people of the magic church, and even the strongmen of the village palace family are all looking at this scene full of fear.

Fear, not long, there will be a golden light, the next moment, is endless darkness.

The light seemed to be broken, dim, and blood colored.

Five camps, nearly 100 people, at the moment, it is like ants on the hot pot, frantically fleeing, but finally, it is attributed to silence.

Chen Yi stood in the same place and never moved a step from the beginning to the end.

His golden eyes are indifferent and heartless, like scorning all living beings in the world.

The so-called life and death, in his eyes, is just the way of heaven.

How can others violate the rules laid down by Chen Yi?

When everything is quiet, Chen Yi's golden sword turns into magic power and comes into Chen Yi's body.

The gold in Chen Yi's eyes gradually faded away.

All around, it's like hell, a sea of blood.

Yu Mengzi, already pale, was in a trance.

At this moment, Chen Yi in her eyes is like a demon and a murderer.

It's a real divine being!

A sea of blood!

Yunmobing looks at Chen Yi. She jumps down carefully. "It seems that these people can't threaten China any more."

She walked up to Chen Yi and looked at the terrible side. Although she was afraid, she was not afraid.

Just because the man beside him is Chen Yi.

At this moment, yunmobing has an idea that even if she is against the world, she is willing to stand aside with Chen Yi.

However, this idea is fleeting.

"It's not as good as a mole ant. I don't know how to be awed. This is the end result!" Chen Yi said faintly.

"Let's go!"

He didn't look at the corpses all over the ground. As soon as he stepped on them, there was blood to escape and his shoes were not stained.

Yu Mengzi has finally come back to her senses. She is still in shock. She follows Chen Yi and Yun mobing and passes the ground

Limb wreckage!

……

In China, the grand pass stands majestically.

Yan an and Shenkong have almost reached the limit, and their injuries are close to death.

"Monk, it seems that this time, I hurt you!"

Yan an hoarse voice, "I block the way for you, you go to inform those people."

Shen Kong frowned. His face was full of blood, like Buddha Bathing in blood.

"As a monk, life and death have their own destiny. I die here to become a Buddha!"

He opened his mouth slowly. As the existence of Tao, how could he exchange human life for his own.

Yan an looked at Shen Kong weakly, "pedantic!"He didn't have much energy to open his mouth, and his power of martial arts and Taoism had already been exhausted.

The hegemony of the six forces is a disaster for China.

Lin yuncang is in seclusion. If not, maybe they can be saved.

The most important thing is that both of them have thought that if these six people dare to enter China, there may be something wrong with the sixth mountain.

In this case, they are afraid that they are at a dead end and have no more support.

"Is this the strong man of China? It seems that the martial arts of China are really declining! " The strong man of the king of Thailand is talking. He is strong and has white hair.

"Is this the man who was famous in Jiangnan before and broke the river with one knife?" The leader of the Yin God sect was hoarse. On his face, there was a skull mask with a dense mantra, like a magic weapon, "it seems, that's all it is!"

"Before us, we were probably too careful. We didn't know the strength of the sixth mountain leader in the rumor?" The leader of the Dragon mercenary regiment said slowly.

He had a knife in his hand, and there was a flame burning in his eyes. In the night, it was more and more bright.

"Kill it!" The old president of the Dragon Society hoarse mouth, his figure is small, even less than five feet high, in the night, the figure is if hidden if not.

At this time, I saw a sharp light coming from the sky in the bright night, like the light of the broken stars and the bright moon.

"Be careful!"

When someone opened his mouth, he saw that the strong man of the village palace family suddenly cut the long sword in his hand, and then there was a three foot sword in the air, directly in front of the leader of the Yin God sect.

I saw that there was an arrow similar to that made of refined steel. Under this knife, it broke at the sound.

Before the arrow arrived, a crack appeared in the center of the skull mask of the leader of the Yin God cult. Then, the crack spread, and the whole mask broke with a bang, revealing a dry, old face.

The six strong overseas players suddenly rise.

Three thousand meters away, on the top of a mountain, there was a man holding a big bow wrapped in white cloth.

Behind him, full of arrows.

Three thousand meters apart, a pair of eyes, but still bright as stars.

He came out slowly from behind with five fingers and six arrows, and landed on the big bow.

All of a sudden, there was a roar of laughter, shaking the night, "endure the dragon, Yin God, village palace, magic church, dragon mercenary regiment, Thai King gate!"

"Why didn't you say hello when you came to China?"

"China is a country of etiquette. If there are visitors, how can we not see them?"

The trees vibrated, as if something was shuttling among them. Suddenly, a figure burst up, and the trees around suddenly turned into vermicelli.

Between heaven and earth, a figure in a gray coat and white hair appears in the moonlight.

There is a faint scar on his left side.

"Nan'an, old monk Shenkong!"

"You two guys are very brave!"

"Why don't you call me? When I'm old, I'm gray?"

With one blow, the blazing light swept out.

A blow to the kilometer is like a blow to the night.

Yan an, Shen Kong looked up, and the two strong men who entered the Taoist realm now had a faint smile in their eyes.

Huaxia, the land of northwest, Sirius Zhenjun.

The north is not Zhou Zhenjun.

Not only that, Yan an looked, but saw someone in the distance, carrying a sword, immortal.

"Is jianzhenjun here?"

Yan an shook his head with a smile, "it seems that I am an old bone, can live a few more years!"