Supreme Pill Saint

"Su Su Su Chen... " In the distance, Liu Kuo is struggling. His body and soul are going to be annihilated by the dark light. He is staring at Su Chen. His eyes are red and swollen. He is unwilling. He is Liu Kuo! It's more than 40 people on the heaven way list, and it's the strongest in the future! Unexpectedly So dead? Liu Kuo's grudge and unwillingness to stare at Su Chen are more of regret and unwillingness to believe.

To die, he did not want to believe that a 27-year-old boy with a solid character in the ancient world could kill himself.

"Su Su Chen... "

"Damn it!"

"Mr. Liu!"

"Kill!"

"Send a signal to Mr. Yuan."

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At the next moment, Zheng Ci, Wang Zhixing, Bai Mu and others all turned pale and red, their hearts roaring and beating, shaking and shaking.

Liu Kuo is so dead!

That kind of shock is beyond description.

That fear is hard to estimate.

Even Zheng Ci and Wang Zhixing, the seven layers of heaven, forget to breathe and blink. They only stare at Su Chen and stare at him.

All the swordsmen who were present were petrified.

One by one has not been able to react from the shock just now.

Su Chen!

How cruel!

As soon as it appears, it will kill Liu Kuo!

No words can describe such a drenched and violent shock.

"Hum." At the same second, shenyiyao put out her hand. She obviously practiced a special body method. She moved like a fairy in white. She was very ethereal and ghostly. She was like the wind. She was in the air. The wind rule was accompanied by a pair of slender hands, one holding a long sword, the other fingers folding barriers, holding the root purple needle.

"You..." Wang Zhixing's face was whiter and his eyes were shaking. He felt the danger, which was extremely strong.

The power of shenyiyao is much stronger than that of him.

In itself, the realm is one level lower.

What's more, shenyiyao is the little princess of henghuang Shenge. Her father didn't know how much he gave her to hide, secret skills and supernatural powers.

Being stared at by God Yiyao, Wang's trip is like an ordinary man being stared at by a hungry tiger.

At the same time, Su Chen moved.

Inside, the mighty power is rolling and shaking!

Mysterious beast bone open.

Three forces turn boiling.

The power of the dragon is roaring.

All the stars are excited.

At this moment, Su Chen's war power is fully open!!!

Pure physical strength, reaching the absolute power of 150 billion dragons.

"Die for me!" Su Chen's roar didn't use darkness to extinguish, didn't use Wushan, didn't use Jue Tian Jian and so on.

It's boxing!

Such is the domineering.

The power of terror to the extreme, a force to break the law.

After being stared at by Su Chen, Zheng CI only feels that the whole person has fallen into the ice cellar. How much he despised Su Chen and how much he despised Su Chen before, then, how frightened and dignified he is at this moment.

In the eyes, Su Chen's figure is like a terrifying mountain rolling towards him.

That kind of bullying, that kind of oppression, that kind of suffocating evil spirit, made him so stressed that he couldn't breathe.

The desire for survival is boiling. No matter how frightened Zheng stab is, he can only fight at this moment!

As for escape? Don't even think about it. Before that, when Liu Kuo faced Jianyun's acupuncture, did he want to escape? What was the result? But it's in my mind.

Zheng thorn is very clear that the only chance to survive is war!

Do not say to win Su Chen, at least, to resist, at least until elder martial brother yuan comes back.

"Dragon kill!" Where dare Zheng stab keep his hand? The wrist was shaking wildly. Xuanqi didn't want money completely. Recklessly, it surged towards the black thin sword finger in his hand. The black thin sword was hissing and shaking. The rolling and fierce spirit condensed into the sharp and dazzling green dragon sword.

Hiss!

Zheng stabbed his wrist.

The sword will go head on.

Lock Su Chen's fist.

However.

What scares Zheng stab and doesn't believe, scares everyone on the scene and doesn't believe, is that when Su Chen faces the fierce, sharp, sharp, sharp, murderous and weird dragon killing, his body fist doesn't even have any idea of avoiding, retreating, dodging and changing.

Even on Su Chen's face, there was not even a trace of mood fluctuation. It seemed that he didn't see the Dragon killing coming at all.

Toda? The bottom of Zheng Ci's heart is great joy. There are two more words in his mind. Su Chentuo is big.

The next moment.

Touch!!!

Su Chen's fists collided with the dragon.A trace of bright red burst out from Su Chen's fist, like a watermelon, which was suddenly cut.

On Su Chen's fist, there is a sharp sword mark on the bone.

It has to be said that Zheng stab is the seventh level of tiandaojing after all, and its strength is still very good. Although it must be a lot worse than Liu Kuo, there is no problem in hitting Su Chen's fist with a sword with all his strength.

Zheng thorn's eyes are happy, and his heart is relieved.

However, at the same time, his mouth is also a bright red.

Su Chen's fist power is too terrifying. At the moment when his fist collides with his sword, even though his black thin sword is very thin, it still swings back a terrifying force through the black thin sword. It smashes into his body and hurts his viscera.

In a flash.

"Boom...".

Let Zheng CI just have a happy mood, and sink to the bottom of the valley is that Su Chen's fist is clearly hurt, why? Why? Why does that punch continue to hit itself? Why doesn't that punch seem to have any effect? Why does he feel that the terrorist force of death is more concentrated and mighty?

It's like a ghost.

Zheng stab 's eyes almost burst.

The most chilling thing for Zheng stabbing is that he saw Su Chen's fist in the last second, which was scratched by his black thin sword. The scar was very big, long and deep, but in a twinkling of an eye

Hallucinations are the same.

On Su Chen's fist, there is no scar. There is really no scar. It's not a mistake.

What's going on?

What the hell?

Zheng Ci's shocked heart will be broken. The swordsmen around him are also shocked to lose their mind and spirit.

They also noticed that the scar on Su Chen's fist disappeared in a flash.

It's totally against nature.

Completely out of mind.

No way!

But it happened.

That's how horrible it is to be immortal.

"Grass!!! Kill against the dark! " Zheng thorn roared, roaring crazily.

He felt that the smell of death was getting closer and closer to him. He was unwilling to die like this.

He must live, he must.

He used the counter hell kill, which was even more powerful than the Dragon kill.