Chapter 229: Hell Edge

Chapter 229, The Edge of Hell

This tattoo is too familiar to him. He suddenly saw Wang Chen’s eyes suddenly cold and looked at the middle-aged man: “Who are you? Why are you destroying my king!”

The appearance of this tattoo makes Wang Chen's eyes full of cold, black round tattoo, and the complex pattern inside Wang Chen is unforgettable for life.

The night of the demise of the royal family, those black people had such tattoos on their arms, and Wang Chen remembered very clearly.

The tattoo that appeared on the man's arm in front of him was exactly the same as the tattoo he had inadvertently seen that night.

At this moment, Wang Chen’s heart is like a river, and his face is full of anger and murder.

The enemy associated with the demise of the family is already standing in front of his eyes. How can he be quiet? Even this person was involved in the demise of the royal family! A Zunwu, in such a massacre, did not know how many blood of the Wang family had been dyed.

Wang Chen clearly remembers that, that night, the Wang family had more than 300 people, except for him and his aunt and the big brother three kinds of insurance to escape, the rest of the people were killed.

That night, the sky was covered with snow and snow, and the ground was covered with thick snow. That night, the blood was stained with red and white snow. That night, the fire was shining, the smoke was dense, and the **** smell spread throughout the Tianfeng City. But no one cares! That night, the black man with this tattoo destroyed the brilliant king!

The enemy is in front of him, the blood in Wang Chen's body begins to boil, his face becomes extremely stunned, and his body trembles slightly.

"Well?" Wang Chen’s words obviously made the man slightly confused!

He didn't know why Wang Chen suddenly said this thing, and the next moment, looking at Wang Chen's eyes toward his arm. When he saw the tattoo on his arm, the corner of his mouth showed a smile: "Wang’s business believes that he will be happy to answer for you!"

When he heard the man, Wang Chen brows tightly, adult, obviously this person is just a small soldier, what organization is that organization, how powerful is it, Wang Chen is not clear at this moment.

However, this time is a testament to his original speculation that this Luo family has a relationship with the death of the Wang family and this mysterious person.

Thinking of this, Wang Chen’s eyes are flickering, holding his fist tightly, letting his nails sink deep into the flesh, and the blood flows out a little.

Roman, it is not a good thing.

And at the moment of the conversation between the two, the Luo Jiada troops who came after the rear also rushed to the scene.

When Wang Chen was forced to be on the edge of the cliff, the middle-aged man headed by Luo Jia showed a sneer in his mouth. The group soon surrounded Wang Chen on the cliff and did not give him any escape. Opportunity.

"I walked with us or we started!" Seeing all the people coming together, the middle-aged man in black indulged in a moment and asked Wang Chen.

For him, Wang Chen, who has been forced to the edge of the cliff at the moment, has no way to go. Choosing to take the initiative to surrender is the best choice.

"To fight, I can stand up and die, and I will never live!" When I heard the middle-aged man, Wang Chen flashed a resolute look on his face and shouted.

The next moment, holding a sword alone, standing in the sky, a hegemonic and desolation breath born: "Rom, if today, I am able to save a life, his day, will definitely let you return home, I will return All the shame and grievances of the Wang family must first be comforted with your blood!"

Then, the middle-aged man who turned to look at Luo’s family said Shen Sheng.

The voice has been swirling around in the woods for a long time, and it is soothing with blood. This sentence is immediately introduced into everyone's ears.

Looking at the people around, Wang Chen looks cold and succumbing to death, and the Wang family is not afraid of death! Around a dozen people surrounded him tightly on this cliff, the body of the real power has been consumed seven seven eight eight!

The middle-aged man in black is the master of the level of the martial artist. Wang Chen has a decisive look in his eyes.

Even if you are dead, take a few backs and walk together! This is his only thought at this time. If it is not dead, the blood of the Luo family will be repaid in the future.

I don’t know why, I know that Wang Chen’s trapped here has no hope, but when I heard Wang Chen’s words, Luo’s middle-aged man felt a chill from his back. Start.

"Hey, let's leave and talk about it!" But soon, I saw Wang Chen, who was surrounded by the dead, and the middle-aged man in Luo’s mouth showed a sneer.

"Since you toast and don't eat and drink fine wine, don't blame me for being unkind!" When he heard Wang Chen's words, the middle-aged man in black was wrinkled and said coldly.

At this time, Wang Chen has obviously been seriously injured and his face is pale. Under the previous punch, it is very good to be able to stick to this side. In the middle-aged man in black, Wang Chen is already at the end of the strong, unable to resist.

"Crap to talk nonsense! Nine heavy waves!" A scorn, Wang Chen took the lead.

At this moment, the body is already strong, the door has not been closed, and there is still a little strength. He chose to preemptively kill one.

Suddenly, Wang Chen’s body is full of murderousness, and the real body is really infused with the red giant sword! The red giant sword sent a dull snoring, and the blade swollen five or six times, dragging the shadow of more than ten meters long.

Calling...

The long sword passed, and there was a dull whistling sound.

The white light seems to outweigh the sun, glaring! The red-sworded giant sword took the wind and swayed toward the sea in front of everyone.

"Nine yin claws!" Seeing Wang Chen launching the attack, the middle-aged man in black is not inferior, a light drink, hands clasped, and grabbed toward Wang Chen.

叮叮叮...

The man's hand against Wang Chen's red-hot giant sword did not fall, the hands covered with a strong cyan light as if wearing a pair of gloves, zoomed in several times.

Sparks flash, the clash is endless.

At this moment, Wang Chen was completely crazy. Every move was full of murderousness, leaving no room for it. Even in order to strengthen the attack, he gave up a lot of defense.

There are several wounds on the body. In the face of more than ten people's attacks, Wang Chenjian is in all directions.

The Red Sword is a tiger in this moment, and the place where it passes is turbulent, and the sword is arrogant and overbearing.

A few screams came, Wang Chen’s red giant sword directly smashed two real warriors, and the price paid was that there were several more wounds on the body.

This time, he is more acutely aware of the fact that there is no black man in the middle-aged man who does not have a killer. He does not seem to want to kill him here.

Even, sometimes seeing Wang Chen is extremely dangerous, and he will be hit hard by a fatal blow.

This makes Wang Chen have some hope at the same time as doubts! Obviously, this middle-aged man in black does not want to let himself die, and certainly has any purpose.

Whatever the purpose, this is definitely good news for Wang Chen. Otherwise, with the strength of one of his martial artists, it is too simple to want to kill himself.

If this martial artist really kills his heart, can Wang Chen continue to insist on this moment?

The blood fog is permeated on the cliff. Wang Chen has been fighting for a long time on the edge of this cliff. Four real people have been born to him.

At this moment, the red giant sword in his hand has already been stained with blood, and the bright red blood continues to flow down the giant sword. With both hands exerting force, the real power is poured into the great sword, the big open and the big, the horizontal and the vertical, the 沧 斩 斩 is played to the extreme, under the increase of the opening, under the increase of the superimposed waves, the power Fierce, the real warrior is not an enemy of a move.

The essence of the sword gas is up to two feet, and there is a terrible howling in the forest. In addition to several Lingwu and black middle-aged men, the rest of the true martial arts face is this moment. Full of a stunned look.

The combat power of Wang Chen’s horror deeply shocked them, watching several companions who were lying around on the ground and lost their lives. They had some chills.

The middle-aged man's face in Luojia is constantly changing and ugly! Several times he was almost able to kill Wang Chen, but every time he was resisted by a middle-aged man in black.

And every black man's resistance to the middle-aged man seems to be able to create a good opportunity for Wang Chen to attack the surrounding people.

Because of this, up to now, they have lost a total of four nine-order real warriors!

Continue this way, their losses will be bigger and bigger, such losses can not afford Luojia, those small families can not afford, look at the shocked people who have some trepidation, Luojia middle age The man's face is ugly. ,

"Can't let this little shards continue this way!" Once again, the middle-aged man in black was stopped. The middle-aged man in Luo’s family changed his face and his face was more murderous.

Wang Chen’s fighting power at this moment is to make Luo’s middle-aged man feel scared.

When such a person grows up, it will be a threat to the Luo family. Once this time, let him escape from this place, and grow up completely, it may be as true as he said that in the future, the blood of the Luo family will inevitably soothe the demise of the royal family.

This kind of thing cannot be tolerated.

Seeing Wang Chen once again forced the retreat from the siege. The middle-aged man of Luo’s family detoured the other side, away from the middle-aged man in black, and rushed forward with a killing machine.

At this time, Wang Chen was shocked and felt exhausted. It has been more than eight minutes since the door was opened. Near ten minutes, Zhen Yuanli began to overdraw. Every muscle of the body and bones, every muscle began to ***, indicating that they reached the limit and could not continue.

As if the next moment, the body will collapse.

A figure of a skeleton, Wang Chen once again resisted the blow of a middle-aged man, and his body shape exploded!

"Nine heavy waves!" After exhausting the last strength of the whole body, Wang Chen screamed and stabilized his body shape and then rushed to the several warriors who flew.

At this moment, he is already standing on the edge of the cliff, and there is no way to retreat. At this moment, the next step is hell, death.

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