Supreme Pill Saint

The news about Su Chen is blocked by Lei mingzong. Where does Mo Qingwu know that Su Chen has come to Yizhou? He also won the prisoner holding martial arts exchange competition, but Mo Qian dance is too strong. The speed of green butterfly sword dance is faster and faster. Her body is moving like a fairy's instantaneous dance, which is breathtaking

All of a sudden!

Poof!!!

One of the sword flowers suddenly fell behind Zhang Xingxiao. Suddenly, Zhang Xingxiao trembled and almost fell to the ground.

"Mojiwu, what do you do?!" Under the douwu platform, Chen Qingbei is in a hurry, even in a rage. He can't figure it out. How did Mo Qingwu's strength suddenly come back?

Isn't that pill able to last for an hour?

The strength of Mo Qingwu comes back, and Zhang Xingxiao is in danger!

This drink of him is to press against the platform of douwu with the momentum of the Ninth level peak of the terrible destiny.

But at this moment, Su Chen suddenly groaned, "don't interfere with the old things with dog's face, do you dare to interfere in their fight?"

With the hum, the breath of Su Chen suddenly rolls out, but it directly blocks the breath of Chen Qingbei who wants to oppress Mo Qingwu.

"You..." Chen qingpeking University was shocked. His eyes contracted sharply. He turned around and looked at Su Chen. He couldn't imagine that a young man would dare to talk to him like this? Dog face? old fool?

What's more, Chen Qingbei can't believe that his breath is completely blocked by the young man in front of him. This How is this possible?

"Chen Qingbei, the patriarch of Lei Ming? Ha ha In order to please a product force, forced to own the door of the saint must lose! okay! He also forces the saint daughter of his clan to take the elixir to suppress his strength! " Su Chen glanced at Chen Qingbei, sneering and killing at the corners of his mouth, intending to gather crazily: "it's funny that you are such a bastard and deserve to be a patriarch. "

Su Chen directly debunked Chen Qingbei's actions.

Although he didn't see it with his own eyes, he guessed it.

"You You who are you?!!! How dare you frame the patriarch so? You You damn it! " Chen Qingbei's face paled a little for a moment, and then it became angry and red.

Su Chen's voice is so loud that all the disciples of Lei mingzong can hear it!

For a while, Lei mingzong's disciples, who were surrounded by the douwutai, didn't talk about anything, because they didn't dare, but their eyes also twinkled with shock, disappointment, anger and so on.

No wonder, no wonder the dancing saint was so powerful at the beginning, and suddenly she was weak. No wonder the patriarch somehow made a half-time break.

It's been a long time, that's it.

In order to please duxuanzong, it was such a thing.

It's really shameless!

"Who am I? Who do you think Ben is? Wei Wuqiu that old thing, is you Lei Ming sect to go, now, Wei Wuqiu did not come back, and I came, you say I am who? " Su Chen sneered.

What? Chen Qingbei was shocked.

Su Chen!

Su Chen?

Is Su Chen here? And Wei Wuqiu is dead? How is that possible? Wei Wuqiu, the second elder, is on the eighth floor of tianmingjing!

How did he die in Su Chen's hands?

No matter how talented Su Chen is or how evil he is, he can't be Wei Wuqiu's opponent!

At the same time, douwu stage.

Poof!

Poof!

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Zhang Xingxiao was completely defeated. She couldn't resist it. There were two sword flowers again. They broke out on her shoulder and abdomen. They were bloody and miserable.

"Damn it!!! Xu Yi, go up and stop the game! " On one side, Zhang Daokun suddenly stands up and drinks. His daughter is now in danger. He is beaten by Mo Qingwu and has no power to fight back.

And the daughter is stubborn and refuses to admit defeat.

In this way, my daughter will be seriously injured or even near death if she doesn't do well. The move of Mo Jiwu is fierce and merciless!

"Yes! Master! " The man who looked like a piece of ice nodded his head seriously. Suddenly, he had a sword in his hand.

The sword is silvery white. It emits cold air. It seems that the sword is from the ice palace.

Xu Yi turns his head and looks at the douwu platform. He steps forward to the douwu platform.

But I haven't taken two steps.

Suddenly.

Su Chen is in front of him.

"If I were you, I would not interfere, ha ha..." Su Chen smiles lightly.