Chapter 321: Peaceful Allure (on)
Booming...
The roar is rolling.
Under the joint efforts of the four people, the powerless attack at the moment was directly resisted.
In the whirlpool, I saw only a battle.
"Hahaha... Wang Chen, I see who can help you today."
Looking at the battle, it was resisted, and suddenly, there was a crazy smile on his face.
The strength of the battle is very strong, but how about it.
The two warriors are not vegetarian, not to mention the two new sacred mountain ambassadors.
A few people can’t resist the battle.
The loss of the help of the war, Zhu family ancestors can not pull out, as for the two devils, they themselves are difficult to protect, this moment, no one can save Wang Chen.
Thinking of this, Teng Li is a palm to Wang Chen, who is condensing the flesh.
Rolling waves, no side pressure.
In this moment, the murder is to cover the whole world.
"Wang Chen, this is going to be completely finished."
Looking at this scene, the entire Tian Xuan mainland, the strong people who pay attention to this battle, could not help but exclaimed.
Wang Chen, really want to finish, this blow, he can't resist.
At the moment, everyone is shocked.
At the moment, everyone in the Fuji family is happy.
They seem to see the picture of Wang Chen’s complete fall.
At this moment, the vine is crazy.
At this moment, the battle was red and his eyes were red.
At this moment, even Wang Chen fell into despair.
The previous blow was already desperate for Wang Chen. However, relying on the powerful star quenching body, Wang Chen insisted on it. He relied on the blood and the soul to quickly gather the flesh.
But at this time, Teng Li obviously does not give Wang Chen a chance.
If this is a hit, the blood is broken, and the spirit is broken, then there is no hope.
The sickle's sickle has been lifted high, and the next moment, it will fall toward Wang Chen's head.
At this moment, the boundless wind whistling, the door to **** has been opened.
"No..."
Seeing this scene, Jiang Chenyuan and Tian Tian Ren, who had already turned into blood in the distance, exclaimed loudly.
And, on the other side, the Liu family ancestors slammed the vines around the ancestors and went straight to Wang Chen.
They all want to block the vine and save Wang Chen.
But at this moment, no one is too late.
They can only watch this palm fall, and endless anger and horror instantly envelope them.
"No, ......"
At this moment, even Wang Chen is also a desperate roar.
He didn't expect that he would fall into such a situation today.
Teng Li, Fujio, Warrior, and Holy Mountain are so powerful.
Does it really have to fall on this side?
Death is approaching infinitely.
"Ha ha ha..."
In the mad laughter of Teng Li, Wang Chen seems to have heard the roar of Ling Zhan, the roar of Liu’s ancestors, Jiang Chenyuan and the excitement of the broken sky...
He, as if to see the smile of the vine family.
He wants to resist, but he can't do anything.
He can only watch the slap of the palms of the wind screaming...
"I am not willing..."
In the heart, Wang Chen’s desperate cry.
Death, he is not afraid, but he is not willing to accept such death.
Zilan has not been rescued, the Fuji family has not been destroyed, the warriors have not been destroyed, and the Liezong has not been destroyed.
Xiner has not returned yet...
At this moment, Wang Chen’s eyes are full of waiting for death.
"Death."
The roar of the vine is so harsh.
The palm of the hand, the body that Wang Chen just condensed out was once again destroyed.
The whole body has been thoroughly exposed to this palm of the vine.
The blood is destroyed, the soul is broken, and life will cease to exist.
Death seems to be the only ending for Wang Chen.
Even at this time, even Teng Li felt that Wang Chen had no room for manoeuvre, and he must have fallen here.
Hang...
However, at this moment, in everyone's panic, madness, roaring, anger, laughter... In the pervasion of despair and death... When Wang Chen is even ready for death, suddenly The world is blasting.
"Teng Li, you are looking for death."
The next moment, a cold cry came.
This cold noise seems to blast in the ear, like an empty valley, but it is so cold, as if it does not belong to this world.
Hang...
The figure of Fujimori turned out to be a hard-pressed one in the cold sizzle.
Stabbing...
The space is torn, and a figure appears out of the air at Wang Chen’s side.
咻咻...
The white light flickers, like a meteor, and the body shape plunges out.
啪...
Under the palm of his hand, he greeted the vines and looked at the blow of Wang Chen’s blood.
Booming...
Two palms confront each other, for a moment, the world is awkward.
The endless air waves erupted.
Fighting...
Blood blood.
The crazy smile on the face of the vine, accompanied by this figure, has disappeared.
His pupils contracted violently, and a blood spurted between the mouths.
"How is it possible..."
Opening his eyes and looking at the figure in front of him, the whole person of Teng Li was actually blasted out between the tricks.
咔咔咔...
The bones of the whole body seem to be broken.
The flesh and blood of Teng Li, in this seemingly simple blow, even the inch of cracking, endless blood, turned into a huge **** rain.
I just watched the vines that would kill Wang Chen. At this time, the flesh and blood collapsed and almost died.
嘶...
A sudden change, it is really stunned by the people present.
What happened in the end, who appeared in the sky, so strong.
Tianxuan mainland, is there such a strong person?
For a time, those who watched this battle and even prepared to watch Wang Chen’s fall preparations were shocked.
Even Ling War and others are inevitably subconsciously stopping the battle in their hands, looking in this direction.
Snow white dress, dancing with the wind, three thousand green silk, like a waterfall down the shoulder, she seems to be a nine-day mysterious woman, Ling Li is empty, so extraordinary.
This is a woman who has fallen into the country. Her face is enough to suffocate everyone and make everyone feel inferior.
The light but cold temperament seems to belong to the world.
It was her, who appeared at such a crucial moment, and saved Wang Chen. It was her. At the moment of the critical moment, a move smashed the vine, and even, it was almost the life of the vine.
This woman, at this moment, stunning the audience, shaking Tian Xuan.
"It's you."
"It turned out to be her..."
After seeing this woman, there were people in the place, including the battle, and the pupils suddenly shrank a little, revealing an incredible look.
It’s her, a woman who couldn’t think of it before, even appeared at this moment.
"Whoever hurts him, I will kill anyone."
It’s erected in the air, smashing the vines, stopping the body, facing the thousands of eyes, this white figure is always the same.
Finally, after glance at the audience, she said faintly.
A few words, the sound is not big, but it is a shocking cloud.
The words are domineering, as if to make the world linger.
There is a deep shock to everyone's heart, so that they only feel suffocated, have the urge to worship, can not produce a trace of resistance.
Heaven and earth, a silence.
"Fantasy..."
After such silence, I don’t know how long it has been maintained, and behind this white figure, a bitter sound came.
It is the blood of Wang Chen who once again condensed the human form, he said hard.
Fantasy dance, the words are shocking.
At this moment, it appeared here, saved Wang Chen, smashed the vine, and the domineering, the woman who fell in the country, turned out to be... magic dance.
This woman who was brought back by Wang Chen in the Middle Ages, this little since the Nirvana, is a woman who rarely communicates, this woman who has not seen her for many years, At this moment, it happened to save Wang Chen’s life here.
Looking at the extraordinary fantasy dance, Wang Chen whispered.
The word of magic dance, suddenly passed into the ears of the world.
"Fantasy."
"Who is it, why haven't heard of it."
"It is so powerful, what is the relationship with the Wang family, and what is the relationship with Wang Chen."
"This name, why are you so familiar..."
The whole Tian Xuan mainland, at this moment, the word illusion dance began to be crazy.
"This woman...she came, Rattan...oh..."
Among these people, the only battle is that the expression at this time is not so wonderful.
The appearance of this woman in front of me makes it difficult to imagine the battle.
Before, the battle was even desperate.
If Wang Chen was really killed, today, he must let the blood stain the entire Tian Xuan mainland, even after that, incarnate into a demon, then how.
But, Wang Chen was saved.
The battle of Ling Yu thought about Ling Yu’s coming to the world, and thought that Liu’s ancestors suddenly broke out. Even he thought about the ancestors of the Wu family and the ancestors of the Bai family, and they never thought of it.
In this world, few people will know the magic dance more clearly than the battle.
She, not belonging to this world, does not belong to this era, but even the gods are blinded.
She, the independence of the world, she, laughing at the world, who is fighting.
She will not be involved in these world battles, her battlefield, in a higher position.
However, this woman has really appeared.
And when I think of the horror of the illusion, I’m sneer at the corner of my mouth.
This woman, since she appeared, whoever wants to hurt Wang Chen today, as she said, who dares to hurt Wang Chen on her face, then she will kill, she can do it.
Even if that powerful guardian appears, how can it be.
Teng family, maybe their disaster is coming.
Thinking of this, Ling Zhan looked at the Fuji family, the two ancestors of the warrior, watching the three remaining messengers of the Holy Mountain, looking cold, with a sneer of gloating.
"Fantasy..."
At the time of the gloating of the battle, at this time, I heard a call from Wang Chen, but the shape of the magic dance was a slight meal.
The cold face of her seems to have changed slightly. The feelingless eyes are like a wave of volatility.
Turned around and looked at Wang Chen, who was condensing flesh and blood, and was extremely weak. There was a heartache in the eyes of the illusion, and it also flashed a murder.
"No one can kill you, who you want to kill, I will help you kill."
A deep breath, the illusion danced softly.
At this time, there is no previous hegemony between the words, and there is no such coldness, and some are only gentle.
This kind of tone, such performance, even makes people feel difficult to adapt at a time.
But, that sentence: Who are you going to kill, I will help you kill, but it is to make everyone move.
The sky is thundering and the whole earth is shaking.
Where is this woman, she is so loud.
