Dragon-Marked War God

In the end, the four people who were able to enter the final battle finally decided to come out. Jiang Chen did his best and became the first winner. Secondly, the Langjiu of the Eight Poles and the Junjun of Shanhaizong were no accidents and became the first. Two with the third. As for the fourth one, Jiang Chen has never heard of anyone who knows it. Compared with himself, this guy is the real nameless person. It seems that even the final victory is a life of nine deaths.

At this moment, forty people, dead and wounded, and even the people of the floating tower are dead. What else is impossible?

More and more people have become extremely dignified. This time, the contest is really bloody, but in the end, it is the people who finally participated in the final battle.

"Lang Jiuji, Chen Jiang, Yan Juncong, Wang Yunliang, you four entered the final battle. After three days, three days later, by Chen Jiang against the Lang Jiuji, Wang Yunliang against Yu Juncong. I hope you can seize the opportunity, do not let me down ""

When Yang Chan finished, he turned and left, and his look was indifferent. It seemed that some lines were in a hurry.

Lang Jiuji looked at Jiang Chen, Jiang Chen was also a slight smile, confident and calm, Lang Jiuji strength is good, but he is not a fuel-efficient lamp, this time he killed the Chao Dynasty, obviously the momentum is better than anyone Be stronger.

"Although you killed the tyrannical yuan, it does not mean that you are qualified to meet me."

Lang Jiuji's incomparable arrogance, looking at Jiang Chen, seems to be also disdain for his miracle, after three days of fighting, apparently he is more confident.

"You can choose to abstain. Of course, if you want to fight with me, the result may be unimaginable. My opponent is Jun Juncong, not you, I don't want to waste a lot of time on you."

Lang Jiuji is very indifferent. In his eyes, there is only one real opponent, that is, Jun Juncong. Defeat Yu Juncong, not only can hold the beauty, but also let his eight poles above the momentum, more than three points, suppress Shan Shanzong.

It is possible to see the media in the right place, and the only person who will take home the mountain goddess Ling Hao is only nine people.

"Reassured, you have no chance to see Jun Juncong."

Jiang Chen smiled slightly. At this moment, he was more confident than Lang Jiuji. That sword gave everyone a loud slap. Anyone thought that the ruling party would become the ultimate winner without accident, but did not expect Jiang. Dust and a sword traversing the fourteen states, making everyone look at each other.

"That sword is not enough to explain anything, as long as it can be avoided, but unfortunately, the idiot of Ba Chaoyuan did not hide at all. Rest assured, I will not be as stupid as Ba Chaoyuan. If you want to win me, Then be ready to collect your own body."

Lang Jiuji said indifferently, turned and left, after three days, he can advance to the finals, against Jun Juncong, the two of them, is the top of the Chinese territory, the most dazzling two stars, only their own, with Chad is a wife.

"I am optimistic about you. I won the Lang Jiuji, and I want to know the style of your sword."

Jun Juncong looked at Jiang Chen, and the pride in his eyes was not weaker than Lang Jiu. However, the light in his eyes seemed to be full of expectations for Jiang Chen. The sword surprised him and made him to Jiang Chen. Full of war. But without exception, no one can beat him, he is the ultimate son of the destiny, Ling Xiaoshi, can not marry anyone.

"A bunch of goods, I really think you deserve to be worthy."

Jiang Chen smiled and shook his head, but these two opponents were quite tricky. I don’t know if I could see Ling Xiao after three days, how many years have not met, maybe wait for her to see her, look. In, only

There will be endless hatred.

At this moment, He Lianrong is no longer crying, but Jiang Chen can see that the heart of this girl is full of sorrow, the heart is dead, the kind of desperate eyes, he has had, but only It was a long time ago

It is. She was alone, followed by the aunt of the month and sneaked out of the Helian family, in order to find her own wishful Lang Jun, the real life, but did not expect that Wang Fengqi had already left the world, which is like her from

The belief that has been adhered to has collapsed in an instant, and it is estimated that it is difficult to accept it for a while.

"You can rest assured that when I break through the emperor's day, when Wang Fengqi is born again, I promise you."

Jiang Chen whispered, now, he can give Helian Ronger's promise, only these.

"Ok."

He Lianrong gave a bitter smile and nodded. What can she say now? That is only a little hope of the last saved, but for thousands of years, who is above the realm of Zhongzhou, who broke through the emperor?

not even one!

The moon will hold Herren Ronger in her arms and feel the grief in her heart. She is also extremely sad, and she is also a fallen man, even if she is deeply in love, she is in front of her, but she But I don't know how to speak, so I can confide in him.

............

Shan Haizong, the land of snow-covered mountains, before the Ancestral Hall, a middle-aged man, a gray robe, with his hands on his hands, his eyes closed slightly, seems to have entered a state of entering a state, even one breath, one drink, one drink There is no slight movement, no breath, but also convergence.

After a short time, the three elders came slowly and walked to the front of Zongxi, standing behind the middle of the gray robe.

"You came."

The gray robe man whispered, the voice was extremely calm.

"Ok."

Yang Zen nodded. Before Zongtang, they were all ancestors and did not dare to speak loudly. The speed of falling around a leaf is extremely slow. There is no trace of dust in the air, and there is no trace of wind.

"What's the matter, let's talk."

The gray robe man's lips creeped slightly and didn't seem to want to spend too much effort.

"Returning to the mountain master, the people of the floating tower, died."

Yang Chandao, this news, he must tell the mountain lord, this is not a trivial matter, and the identity of the tyrannical dynasty is very special, it is likely to be so tired of Shan Haizong, so in order to be safe, he is still at this time. Ask the mountain owner how to change it.

Between the gray robes and the man's eyebrows, he slightly provoked a complicated color. He did not like to be disturbed, but this thing really aroused him. The people of the raft tower died, and they died in Shanhaizong. In the case of love, there is some that cannot be said. Although he is not afraid of Shan Haizong, this matter is ultimately a small matter.

The gray robe man shook his head, cold voice:

"who is it?"

"The big disciple under the seat of the King Kong Floating Temple, the tyrannical Yuan. The murderer is him."