Dragon-Marked War God

Jiang Chen looked at the white woman in front of her eyes, and even lost some of her life. He didn't know what he saw. Is it true? If it is true, then is this person in front of her, is it her?

The figure is cool, the clothes are fluttering, the British spirit is pressing, the sword is stunned, the color is like a sword, her eyes are extremely embarrassing, her imposing grandness is like a scorpion who kills the fruit, the eyes It is incomparably clear, because she only has the meaning of killing, like the coldness of the millennium.

The person in front of you, not someone else, is the snow thousand welcome!

No one can know the vibration of Jiang Chen at the moment. He obviously looked at the snow and fell down, and Xue Qianying died for himself. Jiang Chen was full of jealousy. Even though that battle, he was fully capable of slaughtering. All beings, but still watching the snow thousand welcoming in front of their own eyes, Xiang Xiaoyu.

At the moment when Jiang Chen Thunder was angry, he strongly killed the Tianlai landlord and turned around for a moment, only to find that Xue Qianying had already disappeared, but now she is actually alive and present in her own eyes. It is difficult for Jiang Chen to accept.

Happy, shocked, but more doubts, is she a dead person, or is it awkward?

Jiang Chen couldn’t feel it because her soul seemed to be silent and dead. However, her eyes did not have the kind of slavery collapse. Instead, it was as cold as ever, only endless killing.

"Snow thousand welcome!"

Jiang Chen gave a low drink, but Xue Qianying did not mean to stop. Instead, he became more and more brave, forcing Mo Ling Dongchen to have no retreat at all. Instead, she noticed the appearance of Jiang Chen and Jiang Chen became a Streamer, directly in front of the two people, a sword pulled out, and the snow thousand Yingjian blade intersect, Jiang Chen actually felt an infinite power, above the Tianlong sword, spread and open, the power of earthquake Let him be full of shock, the power of a sword, the number of people who can make Jiang Chen regress, there are not many.

"Her strength is so strong."

Jiang Chen’s heart is stunned, her eyes are burning and looking at the snow, her eyes, when she is on her own, there is only endless killing, and the rest, nothing, Jiang Chen knows that she is no longer the once snow. .

"I didn't expect that I would meet you here."

Mo Ling Dongchen said with a smile, with a touch of cold color on her face, she has determined to sever the relationship with Jiang Chen, and for the family rejuvenation, but the fate still holds the two people firmly together.

"Are you OK?"

Jiang Chen’s concern was taken, and a look at Mo Ling Dong Chen, the cold and complicated look in her eyes, also made Jiang Chen quite puzzled.

"If something happens, I won't stand here."

The indifference of Mo Ling Dong Chen, so that Jiang Chen can not laugh, big sister, I am recruiting you to provoke you? Save your life, I saved the mistake?

The fault is not Jiang Chen, nor Mo Ling Dong Chen, but she surrendered to the fate, because she must choose to be with the soldiers, to be able to obtain the inheritance of the Mohist, otherwise, there is no room for choice. People are alive, not for themselves, and Mo Lingdong Chen is the sacrifice of the Mohist family, but also her commandment.

"roll!"

Snow Qian Ying sounds cold, only said a word, the sword changes, light and smoke, and Jiang Chen's big opening and closing, completely different from the Japanese, but it has the same meaning, the snow thousand welcoming sword, flooded The mystery and the agility, not like the sword of Jiang Chen, go to the front, to be invincible, to kill God, meet the Buddha*.

Two distinct swords, constantly stunned the void, Jiang Chen was stepped back, and the strength of the snow thousand has definitely reached the half-step god, although Jiang Chen does not know why, but Behind her, there must be someone who manipulates it all.

It’s just that today’s snow is welcoming, perhaps ignorant, perhaps just a flaw.

"Don't you recognize me? Thousands of welcoming!"

Jiang Chen stepped back, and even he could hardly compete with the sharp sword of Xue Qianying.

"Who are you, what are you doing with me? What I want is the polylith in his hands."

Xue Qiang said indifferently, the indifference in her eyes made Jiang Chen feel a bit sad, but it was not a passer-by, they were also strangers. Jiang Chen had no joy or no sorrow. He knew that he could never use his anger. Otherwise, It is very likely that she will be forced to retreat by the snow, and now she is not the original strength.

"I have to look at who is behind this."

Jiang Chen thought that this big Leiyin Temple illusion seems to be a frightening battle of the battle, the wind and the cloud, the strong, the top ten monasteries, the six forces are unwilling to lag behind, there are more unknown forces Into it, the illusion of the Great Leiyin Temple is not to be underestimated.

In any case, the soul of Xue Qianying did not completely dissipate. For Jiang Chen, this is good news. At least it shows that she is still alive, but it is not known who lives for it.

Xue Qian Ying's sword potential completely forced Jiang Hui, Jiang Chen has no heart to fight, can only let Mo Ling Dong Chen take a step.

"You go first, I will go to you later, you are here, it will only become my drag."

Jiang Chen said that the look is extremely cold, this sentence is a fact, if there is Mo Lingdong Chen, Jiang Chen is a bunch of hands.

Mo Ling Dong Chen sneered, his mouth full of self-deprecating color.

"Yeah, I am in your eyes, just dragging it, then why should you save me? It would be better to let me die, isn't it better?"

Mo Ling Dong Chen turned and went, this time, but never looked back, blue silk red sleeves, a tearful tears. In his eyes, he is ultimately a drag on the difficult task. Why should Mo Lingdong Chen ask for trouble?

Inkling Dongchen was fleeting and disappeared above the void. Jiang Chen did not have the slightest scorn. The nine sacred bones were once again inspired. Today, Jiang Chen is the sixth time to stimulate the efficacy of nine sacred bones. A nine-person body, the moment and the snow thousand welcoming formed a chamber of resistance. Otherwise, he couldn't stop the sword spirit of Xue Qianying. Only in this way can Jiang Chen be invincible.

At this moment, Jiang Chen already had an idea in his heart, that is, the array of slaying and killing Xue Qian, of course, is not really killing her, he is just trying to force the people behind the scenes, of course, this is a considerable price. The gamble, at the last moment, Jiang Chen must go all out, and whether he can accept the offensive is still unknown.

Jiang Chen and Xue Qiang greeted and retreated, and the other side had quietly left the Shura sword array. One hundred and eight wares of the Yuan dynasty rushed to the emptiness of the void, and Jiang Chen was jumping out of Shurao Sword. Outside the array, however, Xue Qianying is already trapped in it.