Chapter 172: Retaliation (below)
Under the strong strength of Wang Chen and Jiang Chenyuan, how can the two military powers of the five-month-old strength resist the living?
Although, Wang Chen and Jiang Chenyuan are only the strength of Xuanyue's six levels. However, the gap between this level is a thousand miles. What's more, Wang Chen and Jiang Chenyuan hold heavy treasures, and what kind of fear is fighting power.
Under the night, no effort was spent too much. Wang Chen and Jiang Chenyuan jointly defeated a stagnation point of the Lie Zong.
There was not much stopping, and the two quickly moved toward the next stagnation point.
When the night, Wang Chen and Jiang Chenyuan flashed and quickly attacked.
Under their mighty fighting power, the places of the Sun Yat-sen have been pulled out one after another. The crisis has continued to emerge, and the blood is constantly flowing, and life is dying.
"This one, it's gone together."
At dawn, Jiang Chenyuan and Wang Chen have been killing hundreds of miles all the way.
This night, they removed the entire seven strongholds of the Sun Yat-sen and killed more than 30 people.
At the moment, the two stood before the eighth stronghold.
"Dragons are coming."
"Four Squares."
Standing on the top of the mountain, looking at the simple stronghold in the mountain, Wang Chen looked cold.
When the wrist trembled, he quickly gave out the four-day seal and the heavenly order.
嗷嗷...
Booming...
The tranquility of the night, this moment was torn, and thousands of people gathered and roared toward the mountains.
The Quartet is like a mountain, falling from the sky.
The road is shining, shaking nine times, the earth is shaking, and the night is no longer.
At the side of Wang Chen, Jiang Chenyuan was not idle. He screamed and the whole person turned into a streamer.
The swallowing of the stick in the hand, this moment, under the injection of magic gas, swallowed into a pillar of the sky.
The black light flashes, and Optimus Prime sweeps out, driving the beast to roar.
The roar of this moment continues.
At dawn, this is the best time to sleep, but the roar at the moment is to awaken everyone in the place.
Unfortunately, before they see what happened, the dragon has already raged.
Flesh flies.
The fall of the Quartet, the landslide.
The endless beasts are rushing, mad and raging, leaving a mess.
The screams didn’t even come out. In a twinkling of an eye, there were five or six people on the spot.
"Bastard, who is it, dare to be an enemy of my sorrow."
In the roar and destruction, a burst of anger came.
咻咻...
The red light is shining, and the world is in the midst of a crisis.
He is like a demon, he is like a **** of war.
Ling Li is in the midair, this embarrassing, old-fashioned old man, crazy roar.
He is the person in charge of this stronghold, and is one of the many masters sent by Lie Zong. He is also an elder of the Lie Zongzong, and his strength has reached the level of Xuanyue.
It is because of his strong strength that he survived the disaster, but at this time, it is also not hurt.
"Old dog, uncle is here to take your life."
When the old man was madly roaring, Jiang Chenyuan flashed like a lightning, and went straight to the old man to shout loudly.
The palms are shot out of thin air, shaking the clouds.
Booming...
It’s like a thunder and lightning, tearing the sky, and a black light makes the dawn return to darkness again.
The light curtain covers the sky, the infinite power is connotation, the wind is fierce, and the place where it passes is not born.
"Wang Chen, Jiang Chenyuan, even two of your thieves."
And at this moment, the old man can clearly see Wang Chen and Jiang Chenyuan, he witnessed the crack, crazy roar.
It turned out that these two sorcerers were chasing and killing. They actually appeared here and sneaked on the stronghold and killed several people.
This reality is tantamount to a slap in the face of a slap in the face of the sun, let them go crazy and collapse.
"Bastard, I killed you."
There was a violent violent rush on the head, and the old man shouted loudly. He did not hide or scream, and rushed directly toward Jiang Chenyuan.
A fist is thrown out, the square is discolored, and a white light curtain bursts open. The interior is more like a gold horse.
The endless storm sweeps, but for a moment, a burst of roaring sounds.
Booming...
The mountain trembles, and the mountain that was invisible by the four squares of the sky, completely collapsed at the moment, and the mountains on both sides collapsed and collapsed.
Fighting...
A mouthful of blood spouted, and Jiang Chenyuan's body shape exploded.
The old man’s body shape is also a while, and his mouth spurts a blood, but, very quickly, he is once again chasing away to Jiang Chenyuan.
"I will come to you."
Seeing this scene, Wang Chen brows in the distance.
This old man should be regarded as the powerful opponent of his mouth that he met with Jiang Chenyuan tonight.
I didn’t expect to have Jiang Chenyuan hurt.
The eight-door armor is opened, the blood talent is turned on, the Suzaku flame is burning, and Wang Chen is the whole person incarnation, and the height is several ten feet.
Hang...
A thousand waves are taken.
The strength of this old man is not overbearing, the power is not fierce, Wang Chen wants to see how he can compete with his own thousand waves.
This move, although slow, but the power is unquestionable.
"Looking for death."
When Wang Chen is in front of himself, the old man who is already mad is still so much.
In the face of Wang Chen’s hand, he has direct confidence in his own strength.
Booming...
The roaring collision came.
Under a trick, the two went up and down, and each went backwards.
"Re-come."
Feeling the tumbling blood in the body, Wang Chen was arrogant and arrogant, and his whole person turned into a row of shadows and once again went straight toward the old man.
This absolute strength of the competition spurred the deepest blood in Wang Chen's body, making Wang Chen feel very excited.
Hang...
Hang...
Hang...
The figure is flashing, and Wang Chen and the old man started the most primitive confrontation.
The collision of the flesh, the confrontation of the palms, the collision of the fists...
All of this is the most direct way to engage, no evasive, no tricks at all.
This kind of fierce confrontation has brought Wang Chen and the old man into a crazy position.
Especially Wang Chen, his thousand waves of strength are long and far-reaching, but they are full of explosive power, like a wave, a wave is stronger than a wave.
Under each palm, the power seems to be improving.
And the old man of the sun-day sect is also showing a strong boxing method.
However, compared to the characteristics of Wang Chen’s heavy waves, he is not so prominent.
Moreover, at this time, Wang Chen has already opened the eight-door armor, and the body is the power of endless chaos, and he is overbearing. This makes Wang Chen more and more brave, from the beginning to the flat, gradually gaining the upper hand, and finally forming pressing.
Booming...
At this time, Wang Chen blasted every hand, and it shocked the old man to retreat. He is like a demon god, and he is invincible.
"Damn, this guy... is really more arrogant than Warcraft."
Far away, watching the earth-shattering battle, Jiang Chenyuan’s mouth slammed and looked strange.
This Wang Chen’s battle is too overbearing.
Jiang Chenyuan had personally experienced the strength of the old man, the power is not generally powerful, the attack is not ordinary fierce.
His means, even Jiang Chenyuan injured, almost forced him to choose to demonize.
But now, now.
Now Wang Chen actually completely suppressed the old dog on the front of the confrontation, which makes Jiang Chenyuan not stunned, can not be shocked.
It’s just that people can't do it. Even if they are Mozu, they don't have such a strong body. Warcraft is just so crazy.
"However, this kind of hegemonic fighting style, I like it, oh...it is straightforward and decisive, and the old dog will be killed if it is killed."
Afterwards, Jiang Chenyuan suddenly laughed.
"Wang Chen, kill him, crush him."
Thinking of it, Jiang Chenyuan shouted loudly.
Booming...
The air is shining, the sky is shining, and the world is shaking.
Mountain peaks, the whole building fell, the ruins appeared in pieces, and the battle between Wang Chen and the old Japanese sect went into the most intense degree.
啪啪啪...
The body bones vibrate, the power of chaos comes out, and the waves of the waves are roaring.
Hang...
Finally, in the mad suppression, the old man of the sun can no longer resist, and finally, he was shot by Wang Chen.
Fighting...
咔咔...
The blood is mad and the bones are broken.
Even if the body of the Mozu is strong, it is absolutely impossible to bear the power of Wang Chen, who has already played to the extreme.
At this moment, the bones of the old man do not know how much they broke.
Hang...
The body of his body fell on a boulder over a kilometer, and the megalith was broken.
The body twitches and lies on the ground. The old man struggles to get up, but he can't do it anymore.
"I didn't expect...you...what... so strong."
When I look at myself in front of myself, I look down at myself, and I can rob myself of Wang Chen at any time. The old man said hard.
One word and one sentence seems to have consumed all his strength.
This battle, he lost his conviction and oral, has always been proud of the aspect, was completely crushed by Wang Chen, what else he said.
"Kill me."
The next moment, one closed his eyes, the old man said quietly.
Since he lost, it was death. On the first day of his martial arts, he became enlightened.
"My celestial person will not let you go."
After, he looked at Wang Chen's cold and cold.
Fighting...
The blood is floating, the end of life, a warrior of the seventh level of the moon, this moment fell in the hands of Wang Chen.
He took up the soldiers of Yuanli and looked at the body of the old man coldly: "There is a coming of the sun, and I will continue."
A few words, domineering.
Lie Zong, Wang Chen will not be afraid. Today’s killing is only the beginning. The Lie Zong wants to destroy him. Then he simply destroys the Sun Yat-Sen. At this time, Wang Chen is full of momentum.
The voice fell, but Wang Chen never looked at the old man’s body again. He turned and Jiang Chenyuan quickly went away in the distance.
This night, the blood stained the two hands.
