Undead War God

Saint Race is known as the soul race, and is extremely good at soul power.

And now these Saint Races are not martial artists, what they show is the powerful soul power.

all around These martial artists who want to join Saint Court, at least most of them are best at soul power. Originally, most of these marial artists were very confident in their soul power.

But at this moment, seeing these Saint Races and martial artists make a shot, each and everyone’s heart is suddenly lost.

This Saint Race is a martial artist, strong in soul power, and can easily control a Divine Dao martial artist in the same realm. This level of soul power has exceeded most of the people here, making them feel pressure. great.

all around The changes in the expression of all people are all in the eyes of those Saint Races and martial artists.

Immediately, a scornful smile appeared on the faces of a group of people.

“Waste is waste. If you have no strength, you dare to be strong.” Saint Race, the burly martial artist at the control office, is a martyr artist with a scornful expression, and shouted in his mouth: “Kneel down to me, just like that, I also want Joining Saint Court is a delusion. I think you will be my slave in the future. “

Bully intolerably !

Many martial artists in all around listened to this cry, like a knife twisted in their hearts.

Their origins are the same as this burly martial artist, and they are not stupid, they can tell that these Saint Races are martial artist, although they are scolding the burly martial artist, but in fact, they are told to them.

This kind of thing happened before joining Saint Court.

This insult made many people clenched their fists tightly, even their nails, pierced the flesh, and even shed blood.

However, no one took the initiative.

That burly martial artist is an example.

If you don’t have enough strength, it is useless to take the initiative, except forviting humiliation to oneself.

“Come on, kneel down for me.” And the Saint Race, a martial artist, was still coldly shouted. At the same time, his gaze was constantly glancing at all around as if waiting for someone to stand out all around.

But in the end, not at all alone chose to stand up.

For one thing, this tall and sturdy man, they don’t know, there is no need to start for a stranger.

Secondly, they are not sure that they can defeat this Saint Race sage descendant. If it is an accident, fall in the sewer that delays the Saint Court assessment today, that is a terrible thing.

The burly martial artist was constantly trembling, and finally his legs flexed slowly, and he knelt down a little.

“Even if your legs are stiffer, you still don’t have to kneel to me obediently.” The Saint Race is a martial artist with a proud look, glancing all around, and whispered in his mouth.

Bang!

Suddenly, the burly martial artist, who seemed to be fully obedient, had a sudden look in his eyes.

Although he was under control just now, everything that happened was clear to him.

So, when he woke up, he was so angry that he immediately hit the Saint Race in front of the martial artist and fiercely punched him.

The huge power hit the Saint Race uncle martial artist. When he flew him out, he also let him fight directly.

How can it be?

How can you use the secret technique of Treasure to be easily cracked.

And the burly martial artist, after occupying the advantage, had almost no pause, and moved again towards the Saint Race, a martyrial martial artist.

After several punches, this Saint Race is not a martial artist and has been beaten very miserably.

All around everyone, watching the situation reverse instantly. Except for other Saint Races and other martial artists, most martial artists in all around showed excited expression in their eyes.

They were excited not because the burly martial artist was rescued, but because they discovered the shortcomings of these Saint Races martial artist.

It is true that these Saint Races are not martial artists and their soul power is very powerful, but in other respects they are very average.

Therefore, as long as they can resist the opponent’s Soul Attack, these Saint Races are not martial artists, they are nothing at all, they can defeat each other at will.

“Enough.” Coldly shouted, suddenly ringing at this moment.

The speaker is exactly Zi Pengju who just got off the Dragon Horse car.

Brows tightly knit, the silhouette of Zi Pengju, suddenly turned into an illusory shadow, and the next time he appeared, he was already in front of the burly martial artist.

This burly martial artist, a fierce punch, hit directly on Zi Pengju, but this fist seems to have no formidable power. Instead of causing any harm to Zi Pengju, this burly martial artist was instead Taking a burst of power from his body, Zhen Zhen flew out.

all around Those who have begun to despise these Saint Race and martial artist artists, seeing this scene, they are shocked, with incredible expression in their eyes.

The scene just now is really incredible.

This burly martial artist has very fierce boxing skills. If any of them are replaced, I am afraid it will be very difficult to block this tall and sturdy man.

However, Zi Peng did not even move, and directly bounced the burly martial artist back.

Saint Race, a very miserable martial artist who was beaten by this burly martial artist, is a martial artist, complexion ashen, came to Zi Pengju and thanked him, “Purple big brother, many thanks for your help.”

After that, he fiercely glanced at the burly martial artist.

He had just taken control of the burly martial artist, but it was so popular that, unexpectedly, the situation would be transient, but he ended up with such a wolf.

“Just now, someone intervened in your competition. Without this person, you would never lose to others.” Zi Pengju expressed indifferently, after saying a word, his eyes started moving towards all around.

And the Saint Race is not a martial artist. Hearing this is even more startled, and then his face is angry, and he glances around all around.

He was already very resentful to this man who secretly shot. If it were not for the other party, how could he end up so embarrassed.

Who is it?

all around Those who heard Zi Pengju’s speech also mostly showed curious expressions, constantly scanning all around.

Only that burly martial artist, standing still at this moment, his face was full of gratitude.

Zi Peng raised his eyes and swept across the crowd all around.

Soon, his eyes stopped on Ye Chen, who was standing on the edge of the crowd.

“Your lord pretends to be quite like him. It doesn’t seem to be a glorious thing to interfere in the competition of others for no reason.” Zi Peng’s eyes suddenly became sharper.

He is also a Saint Race martmartial artist, so of course I don’t want to see these Saint Race martmartial artists ashamed.

Since the face of the Saint Race uncle martial artist just lost face, of course, this face, of course, asked him to help get it back.

“Benefactor.” The burly martial artist, following Zi Peng’s gaze, fell on Ye Chen.

All around, everyone’s eyes turned to Ye Chen.

“It turned out to be him, no wonder he has such a strength.” Of all the martial artists, those who saw Ye Chen’s shot yesterday saw a surprise expression in his eyes.

Yesterday, I also had a fight with two Saint Court registrars, and they did not end up losing money. The two information registrars are the mysterious martial artist of the Geneva.

“This is the bastard. I dare to intervene in our affairs. I’m going to shoot first. I have to fiercely teach this kid. Since I lost a slave, let him recharge it.” Saint Race, which is a martial martial artist, has just controlled the marial The artist glanced at Ye Chen, the cold inside of both eyes, full of resentment.