Chapter 844: Sweeping (on)
The wind is whistling.
This moment in the field fell into a moment of silence.
"No..."
"Old ancestors..."
"Old ancestors..."
The next moment, in the cold wind, everyone hit a spirit, and the Han family cried even more.
The fall of the ancestors, as for them, it seems like the sky is falling.
Know that Han family is not comparable to Fujiwara and Warriors.
Their heritage is far less powerful than the Fuji family and the warriors.
The Fuji family and the warrior lost one or two pure yang, maybe they don't care, but for the Korean family, every pure strong man is precious.
And now...but it was alive and killed by Wang Chen.
Even, there are no bones left.
This allows the Han family to not collapse.
"Wang Chen...you are deceiving too much."
Looking at such a scene, a burst of roar came.
Hang...
Suddenly, the roar blew open.
The next moment, a distant light and shadow swiftly rushed toward Wang Chen.
This is not the Han Jia Chunyang mid-term warrior who was the first to be severely wounded by Wang Chen.
At the moment, he broke out.
Know that the one who was just killed is his younger brother.
Yes, the early Wuyang who was killed by Wang Chen was his younger brother.
Looking at the death of his younger brother, the Korean family, who is in the middle of the pure yang, can still calm down.
Don't care for his own injuries, he is like a wild animal roaring and roaring.
The air wave exploded, and I saw that the Han family ancestors in the middle of the pure yang were holding the soldiers and went straight to Wang Chen.
"蚍蜉撼树."
Looking at such a scene, Wang Chen’s eyes are cold.
In the distance, Wang Yan once again fell into a precarious situation.
Wang Chen has no time to waste with these people here.
Looking at the killing of the Han Jia Chunyang mid-term warrior, Wang Chen looks like a frost.
A seriously injured person who wants to fight with himself is simply looking for death.
"Kill."
In a roar, Wang Chen killed the past without hesitation.
In the middle of pure yang.
If he understands the trend of the Five Elements, perhaps Wang Chen is still jealous of one or two, but he is just a normal but pure Yangshu.
So strong, I also want to compete with myself today.
Thinking of this, Wang Chen did not even call the soldiers of Yuanli.
"Tiandi Quan."
A roar, Wang Chen directly banged out.
Hang...
A day of earthquakes.
This is the result of the enthusiasm of the eternal fire of the heavenly emperor, screaming and snarling.
The white tiger shadow behind Wang Chen is now a long shout.
Inspired by the white tiger, the power of Wang Chen is more powerful than a little bit.
This punch is more than a million pounds.
Under the power of terror, the whole time and space seems to have begun to collapse.
Booming...
The roar sounded for a while.
The incomparable violent turmoil.
This fist has been passed by the Emperor of Heaven, and the wind has swept.
Ah ah...
In the distance, those Han Jiawu who had no time to escape, or some small generations, screamed under the horrible boxing style.
The red light passed, and everything was gone.
咔咔咔...
The crisp sound of the break continues to come.
Under this boxing, the power of unmatchedness directly smashes the flesh and blood of these weak people who are not able to dodge, and the bones are shattered.
The blood is full of blood, and the smell of blood comes from the nose.
Wang Chen’s fist is accompanied by endless blood and death.
The mourning sounds again and again, at this moment, the scene is turned into a **** on earth.
"The power of horror."
Far away, looking at this scene, Rao is Han Tianyi, but also could not help but change his look.
"Good strength."
"He is stronger than a year ago."
Those who are thousands of meters of peripheral views are also shocked at the moment.
The strength of Wang Chen is so powerful that it is so strong.
He didn’t know how much he improved compared to a year ago.
A year ago, although Wang Chen was invincible and fierce, but Wang Chen at that time wanted to kill a pure Yang Wu, but it was not so simple.
And now.
The strongest in the early days of Chunyang was actually vulnerable to Wang Chen’s face.
Han Jia Chunyang's early strong, has been directly killed, it can be said to be crushed.
Even if the ancestor of the Han family's mid-temperament, he suffered a heavy blow from Wang Chen.
This Wang Chen, it’s really against the sky, he is simply a enchanting.
Every time there is a hurricane, it makes everyone feel cold.
The warrior in the middle of Han’s Chunyang is now able to withstand Wang Chen’s offensive.
A lot of people have widened their eyes, and they don’t even dare to blink, for fear of missing the slightest picture.
"You, don't you go help?"
And among these people, at this moment, Han Yuxuan’s mood is undoubtedly the most complicated.
Looking at Wang Chen killing an ancestor, watching Wang Chen under the fist, the air wave killed a person who did not know how many families, Han Yuxuan’s heart was turbulent.
Go to battle, or stay here.
She is caught in a struggle.
Deep in her heart, she may not be willing to fight with Wang Chen.
Every time I see Wang Chen, Han Yuxuan’s heart is like a river, and it’s complicated.
Especially today, standing on the opposite side of Wang Chen.
So, Han Yuxuan does not want to fight.
But, in fact, it really can.
Even if it is not a real Han family, Han Yuxuan’s mountains are filled with the blood of the Han family.
He is even more exquisite.
Over the years, within the Han family, Han Yuxuan has also been taken care of and has received many benefits.
From a small northern Xinjiang, he went to the mainland, from a small warrior, she grew to the height of today.
Without Han, she is absolutely impossible to reach this height.
All this kind of kindness makes her unable to sit down and watch the Han family fall.
It is conceivable that at this moment, the two emotions are constantly entangled, and Han Yuxuan’s heart is so complicated and uncomfortable.
Especially looking at Han Tianyi around, Han Yuxuan is full of doubts.
Han Tianyi, what exactly does he want to do.
He is still watching the movie here at the moment. Didn’t he see the elders fall, he did not see the destruction of the people.
But why didn't he have any action at all.
This makes Han Yuxuan even more puzzled.
"Hehehe...help, why should I help, I am not the opponent of Wang Chen."
However, in the doubts of Han Yuxuan, Han Tianyi smiled and said nothing.
Standing in the same place, he still squinted and looked into the distance.
It seems that at this moment, it is not the Han family who is fighting in the field, or his Han Tianyi is not a Han family. In this regard, he seems indifferent. All this seems to be just a scene for Han Tianyi. Performance.
"A group of idiots, looking for a dead end, Wang Chen, won."
Looking at Wang Chen and Han’s ancestors who are about to hang together in the distance, Han Tianyi’s eyes are shining.
A deep breath, he muttered softly: "He, it has become stronger again."
At this moment, Han Tianyi thought in his heart, but no one can see it.
However, obviously, at this moment, Han Tianyi knows that Wang Chen is unstoppable.
At the very least, their Korean family is unlikely to stop Wang Chen’s pace.
Hang...
And just in the moment of Han Tianyi’s emotion, in the distance, Wang Chen’s collision with the Han’s ancestors was together.
The Heavenly Emperor and the Shenbing, against the bomb.
Booming...
The wind blew over, and the thunder and thunder roared.
Under this attack, the whole world shook violently.
"Ah..."
Crazy roar, roar, unwilling screams... screaming in this roar.
Endless flesh and blood, floating in the wind, withering.
"No..."
The screams of heartbreaking came.
The wrath of the Han family’s ancestors stunned.
At this moment, his pupils contracted.
At this moment, he looked at his own soldiers, under the boxing of Wang Chen, the inch cracked.
At this moment, he is watching his own flesh and blood collapse and drifting out.
The endless pain, so that the eyes of the Han family ancestors, as if they are going out.
Wang Chen’s fist, as if from hell, seems to contain the universe.
The horrible power poured into his body is even more mad.
The soul, this moment, seems to be shaking, are mourning.
As if the next moment, his soul will collapse.
"Ah... roll away..."
If this is the case, it will inevitably fall. It is clear that the Han family ancestors of this point, with this last breath, screaming wildly.
The pain made him calm down gradually.
Before the madness, this moment disappears.
In the face of death, the hatred in the heart is gone.
The strength of Wang Chen is beyond the expectations of Han’s ancestors.
If he said that he was heavily wounded by Wang Chen, he felt that it was just a sneak attack by Wang Chen, then he did not dare to think so now.
The direct collision of this move is enough to illustrate the problem.
"Escape, you must escape from this place."
Think of this, the Han family ancestors can't take care of everything.
Hang...
A burst of roaring sounds, powerful waves, erupted from the body of the Han family ancestors, hard to stop the power of the Heavenly Emperor.
哗...
Even at this moment, the Han family ancestors gave up their arms.
The blood is floating, and the arms are broken by the Han family ancestors.
In the roar of the roar, in the endless blood fog, the ancestors of the Han family squatted and flew out toward the rear.
In order to save lives, this moment, the Han family ancestors have spared everything.
"Hey, I want to go, leave my head."
However, even if the Han family ancestors made a decisive decision in an instant, even if they gave up their broken arms and wanted to escape, how about this.
Wang Chen will give him a chance.
For the enemy, Wang Chen has never been soft.
Looking at the attempt of the Han family’s ancestors to escape, Wang Chen’s eyes blew open.
蹬蹬蹬...
In the roar of a roar, the blood that tumbling in the body was forcibly endured, and Wang Chen’s figure suddenly plunged forward and chased him away.
The previous blow was against the bomb, and the Han family’s ancestors were hit hard.
But, relying on the body strengthened by the white tiger, relying on the hegemony of the fire of the wood, Wang Chen was only slightly injured.
The blood that rolled in the body was suppressed, and Wang Chen was still omnipotent.
A few steps, Wang Chen's figure flashed a few kilometers, and in a twinkling of an eye, once again caught up with the Han family ancestors.
"Linglong Tower."
In the face of Wang Chen who came after another pursuit, this time, the Han family ancestors feared.
The body is full of flesh and blood, and his arms are lost.
He, what else can resist.
Linglong Tower, all he has left is this.
Han family physique, martial arts, Linglong Tower.
In order to make up for the lack of arms, Han’s ancestors Zhangkou squirted a few mouthfuls of blood, quickly stimulating their physical ability and condensing a huge pagoda.
Booming...
With the spraying of blood, the ancestors of the Han family soared.
The whole sky trembled between the blink of an eye.
Even if you lose your hands and can't condense the seals, then how?
This moment, relying on pure blood, relying on strong strength and rich experience, the Han family ancestors still summoned the Linglong Tower.
The sky slammed a bit, and a 100-meter-tall tower appeared between the heavens and the earth.
With the horrible waves, this magnificent pagoda stood in front of Wang Chen and blocked Wang Chen’s way.
And, directly toward Wang Chen, trying to trap Wang Chen.
