Dragon-Marked War God

"A terrible change."

Ling Xiao whispered that the current Jiang Chen’s early stage of the virtual **** level was enough to counter the late stage of the virtual god, and it was still so many genius children. It is really not to be underestimated. If he is allowed to enter the realm of the gods, it is definitely a piece. Big killer!

But the years are not waiting for people, waiting for him to really enter the realm of the gods, I do not know if it will die young, the gods have never lacked genius, and some genius is destined to be lonely, destined to be lonely, even destined to be English If you die young, talent and ability are part of it, and the other part is fate. If you can grow up smoothly, then you can be considered a strong person. Otherwise, you will have no talent and no help.

"Do your best, don't keep your hands! Who can kill this, I will give him an artifact!"

Yan Feng roared, if these people fail, then their own estimates are dangerous, and their own strength is the late stage of the virtual god, even so many people can not beat Jiang Chen, then he is dangerous.

Ten people are playing with chicken blood, artifacts, for the gods, it is the existence of the treasure, if they can have an artifact, it is absolutely sweeping the same level, absolutely no one can compete with them.

As the saying goes, under the heavy money, there must be brave, the reward of the wind, in the heart of Xiong Yan and others, that is the biggest reward, what is more important than the artifact?

"Iron lock Hengjiang!"

"Sword breaks Changhong!"

"Invincible whirlwind legs!"

When it was the Eight Immortals crossing the sea, the bears and other people all took out their own housekeeping skills, but Jiang Chen did not show weakness, the dragon became the body, the horror was unparalleled, and all the offensives were taken hard. Do not change color. This time, Xiong Yan and others were really panicked.

"Do you want me now?"

Jiang Chen sneered a sneak peek, step by step, there is a big catastrophe, and all ten people are taking a step back and ugly face.

"One sword is cold and fourteen states!"

Tianlong sword swept across the world, the world is unparalleled, Jianguang pointed out, everything is turned into powder, all the weapons, are crushed at this moment, and they are also seriously injured, Jianqi into the body, quite s pain.

The sword fell silent, but at this moment, Yan Feng’s face changed completely, because Jiang Chen had already walked over to him.

"I am the young master of Xuanfengzong. My grandfather is a great elder. What do you want to do? I can give you anything you want."

After the two steps of Yan Feng retreat, Jiang Dian’s power completely shocked him. Even if he was in the late stage of the virtual god, he forgot his shot for a while, his eyes were full of gloom, and the folding fan in his hand did not know where to go. .

"I didn't want to kill, but you have to force me. Why is this?"

Jiang Chen smiled bitterly.

"Don't kill me! Kill me, you will be endlessly chased by Xuan Fengzong. I promise you, as long as you want, I will find out if you dig three feet. Seeking You, I don't want to die."

Yan Feng even said with a cry.

"If you don't die, my heart is hard!"

Jiang Chenjian refers to Yan Feng. At this moment, the ten people all chose silence, but Jiang Chen did not intend to let them go. It was not his character.

"Even if you die, I have to pull you on the back!"

Yan Feng suddenly raised his head, his eyes were cold and incomparable, even with a smirk, a white dust scattered over the face of Jiang Chen, a sharp blade cut through the emptiness from the wind, directly stabbed Jiang Chen, the late stage of the virtual **** A blow, it must not be underestimated.

Jiang Chen’s eyes were cold and the fire was burning. In a flash, the white dust was burned by the five elements of Jiang Chen’s real fire. In the flame, the wind spurred the sword, Jiang Chen rotated the dragon sword, and a sword cut off the arm of Yan Feng. Yan Feng screamed and quickly fled, but how could Jiang Chen let him leave?

A sword is shot directly through the chest of the wind, cutting its flesh and blood completely.

"The ancestors saved me!"

The sound of Yan Feng did not fall, and a virtual shadow appeared directly above the void.

"Who would dare to hurt my grandson? Let's die -"

An old voice echoed, and Ling Xiao pointed a wave, the figure above the void, disappeared without a trace, and even his avatar never came down.

"Do not--"

Yan Feng’s eyes are full of fear, but when Jiang Chen took the Tianlong sword back, he was completely torn apart and straight down.

"Who are you?"

Xiong Yan looked at Jiang Chen with a shocked look, the fear of his face, stepping back step by step, and all of them ten people were all ugly, feeling that death was coming towards them step by step.

"I am the one you are looking for."

Jiang Chen laughed.

"The person we are looking for? Are you killing the people of Feng Man Lou and Guo Chendong?"

Xiong Yan’s face changed, and after he retired, he knew that it’s hard to fly today.

"If you want to blame, you will blame you for having a blind eyed master, but you are still coming to provoke me!"

"Dead!"

Jiang Chen swept a sword and did not leave any vitality to anyone. But if they leave behind a little bit of life, their situation will be extremely dangerous.

In the body of Yan Feng and others, Jiang Dian also found out 20,000 of the next gods, and more than a thousand of the Chinese gods.

"vulgar."

Ling Xiao said faintly.

"Haha, you are in a big door, and naturally you don't know the pity of our scattered training. Compared with your high, I still think you should be a little colder."

Jiang Chen laughed.

Ling Xiao is silent.

"Thank you more."

"When you raise your hand, if the avatar comes down, I will also be in danger."

Ling Xiaodao.

"It's not a long time to stay here! Let's just leave."

Jiang Chen knows that the figure will never be reluctant.

Ling Xiao pulled up the hand of the month and turned to continue.

Xuanfengzong, Qiyundong.

"I want to smash you a corpse! Ah!"

The old man was dressed in a coarse cloth, his face was cold and roaring, and he could not wait to eat his meat!

"Wind, wait for me, wait for me!"

The old man instantly flew above the void, killing the air and rushing into the sky.

When he came to the place where Yan Feng and others were killed, the body of Yan Feng was already cold, and Jiang Chen and others had already disappeared.

The old man was holding a chilly body and burst into tears.

"Wind, Grandpa is sorry for you, your father gave me to you before his death, but I have not been able to protect your safety. I hate, I hate it! This hatred does not report, I will never give up! Even the end of the earth I will also find you out."

Severe dust and dust screamed and swayed for eight hundred miles. After Jiang Chen heard it, he felt that he was shocked and moved quickly.