Chapter 132: The battle leaves the curtain
The wind is sweeping.
At this moment, among the small caves, the dust is flying, and the whole cave seems to collapse.
In this stormy and general momentum, Wang Chen stood quietly in the darkness.
However, his eyes are able to penetrate everything.
If you say that there is something in the world that is the most embarrassing, it is undoubtedly the eyes of Wang Chen at this moment.
Twenty days, refining a seed.
Wang Chen can feel the restlessness of the reincarnation, and can feel the crazy growth of his soul.
This is a chance.
Since it was obtained, Wang Chen naturally did not give up the reason.
Since it is owned, it will have the last moment.
If anyone wants to take it, then see who is harder.
Thinking of this, Wang Chen’s mouth suddenly reveals a faint smile.
Hang...
And just in this smile, a roar came from now.
The sky shakes.
The whole cave exploded.
The next moment, a ray of light appears, followed by an endless ray of light.
The dark world, at this moment, seems to have become wonderful.
"Haha...well, very good, sure enough, I found you."
In this light, a figure is like a god, and looking at Wang Chen, his mouth is sneer.
From the curtain, this is the name of the entire man.
In the early days, the seeds that belonged to him were refining.
It’s not the fastest, but it’s not the slowest.
Among the nearly 400 people left in this time, he is also considered to be in the middle.
So, after refining the seeds, the first thing to do before the curtain is killing.
Starting at the center where he is, killing and plundering.
One step is fast, step by step, so he has to seize the whole opportunity.
Exactly, at this time, Wang Chen reached the limit.
His breath, still rushed out of the array, just right, this breath was captured by the curtain.
It’s also just right to kill people from the curtain.
So, there is a scene now.
Along with the restless anxiety, Wang Chen was found off the curtain. Next, he was going to kill Wang Chen.
Wang Chen, who is not far from the front, has a smile on the corner of the curtain.
Unexpected joy.
The appearance of Wang Chen is an accidental suffocation for the curtain.
Wang Chen, the curtain is naturally removed.
This Tianlong field, who is the most beautiful.
Undoubtedly it is Wang Chen.
Before the ladder, it was shaken up, and the top pick was made.
Three thousand roads, set off, and come back strongly.
The people who killed the Ninetowns Alliance are unmatched.
All this is doomed to be an extraordinary person.
Unfortunately, his strength is too ordinary.
The Ninetowns League has fallen, a group of waste, failed to kill Wang Chen, he dismissed from the curtain, for Wang Chen, he must be from the screen.
"I didn't expect that you actually refine the seeds, oh...good, not slow, but compared to me, it is slower after all."
There is a flash of light in his eyes. Looking at Wang Chen, there is a sneer from the corner of the curtain.
"You, kill me."
When I heard the curtain, I felt the murder of the curtain and stood quietly in the waste. Wang Chen asked with a squint.
Hair, no wind automatically, Wang Chen, slowly pinched his fist.
"You, die."
Thinking from the screen, I said very seriously.
"That's it."
There is not much nonsense, Wang Chen said directly.
He bowed his body slightly.
"Kill you, I will make a monument for you."
Thinking about it, a smile appeared from the curtain.
Wang Chen, he wants to kill.
The rewards of the Ninetowns League, but let the curtains not help.
The true God heritage, he wants to know how strong the true God inherits, his blood, is delicious.
However, in any case, it is the vain of the heart.
It is possible to kill the inheritance of the true God. It is a matter of glory.
Take the high gods on the top of the foot, it must be a very good feeling.
So, the curtain decided to start.
He wants to kill Wang Chen.
But, he will make a monument to Wang Chen.
Because, he is also a human race, the original ancestor, has received the grace of the true God.
"哗..."
Thinking of this, the man's whole body exploded, and for a time, the wind rushed.
Hang...
After the roar, the curtain directly slammed toward Wang Chen.
The domineering is in vain.
This blow, vowed to break the stars and open up the world.
"A re-cultivator, late pure Yang."
Feeling the man's momentum, Wang Chen looks awe.
Repairer, the late stage of pure Yang, the fourth layer of Wuxingshengmu.
This is what Wang Chen felt in a flash.
A very strong opponent.
Not inferior to Wei Cheng.
But, Wang Chen is not afraid.
"That would let me see if you have this strength."
When I saw that punch, I was going to rush to my face. Wang Chen suddenly shouted loudly.
A moment, the waves beat the shore.
What is the horror of the momentum that comes out of Wang Chen’s body.
Under the step, the situation is surging.
Peace and blue clouds step out, and the shadows are connected.
Booming...
Between the blink of an eye, the roaring sound continued to blow up.
Two illusions are interlaced and staggered between the heavens and the earth.
Every collision has provoked endless waves, and every collision is thrilling and exciting.
I don’t know how many times the collision occurred, and the blood began to blast.
I don't know how long the pile has been sprayed, and the fire started to burn.
The wind is whistling, the fire is burning, the sand is flying...
One is a re-cultivator, the late stage of pure Yang, the fourth layer of the wood.
One is never repaired, the strength of pure Yang seventh, barely stepped into the later stage, blending the third layer of wood fire.
One is overbearing, and all the way.
One is a stepping green cloud, and it's easy to use.
The battle between the two is a classic, just like an epic.
Unfortunately, they are destined to be opponents, and eventually one person must fall.
The blood gradually starts to spray.
Space has also begun to distort.
Even, in the distance, there is a figure at the moment, and it is coming in this direction.
Hang...
In an earth-shattering roar, Wang Chen separated from the body of the curtain and each of them retreated toward the rear.
Wang Chen, bloody.
From the body, the scars are scarred.
This battle, the two almost did not achieve much advantage.
If it is hard to say, perhaps the departure from the screen still takes a little bit of opportunity.
But, it’s just a little bit of a chance.
"You are strong, stronger than I think."
Finally, after the separation, I took a breather and looked at Wang Chen, and the expression from the screen became more serious.
After some battles, I can really feel the strength of Wang Chen.
It is only this battle that can understand the strength of Wang Chen.
The pupils of the curtain contracted: "But we are destined to have only one person to go on."
This is a no return, this is a road to the king.
If you want to go, you must kill.
To prove the life of others, to prove the blood of others.
Wang Chen is not dead, he is unlikely to embark on the peak of his life.
Because of the cause, you must produce a fruit.
This fruit is at the expense of one's life.
"You are also very strong, but not enough to kill me."
When listening to the curtain, Wang Chen took a deep breath and erased a trace of blood hanging from the corner of his mouth, sneer.
I want to kill myself.
Take a look at it, how much it is from the curtain.
"Kill."
Thinking of this, this time, Wang Chen took the lead.
A roar, the soldiers of the hands of the forces condensed out.
哗...
The reincarnation of the sword tires shines, and one sweeps down.
Destroy the sun.
There is not much nonsense, it is a tactic to destroy the sun.
This is Wang Chen’s most powerful move today.
As the sword swayed, the waves were raging and the world changed.
Before the sky, the round of the scorching sun seems to have lost its vitality, and the endless heat waves seem to have been absorbed.
The life of the whole world, at this time seems to be silent, their vitality is absorbed.
Rao is off the curtain, but also reveals a stunned look.
He couldn’t think of it, there would be such a move.
"Damn, great power."
Until a few moments, he was reacted to the curtain, and he exclaimed with anger.
Great power.
It’s too clear from the curtain, what the great powerhouse represents.
The energy in his body seems to be drawn. At this moment, the strength of the curtain is suppressed to the lowest, and the strength of Wang Chen reaches the limit.
There is a long-term difference, and it is clear from the curtain what the consequences are.
"Return."
The first time, the curtain was made.
He flashed his body and slammed toward the rear at a crazy speed.
"Slow."
However, Wang Chen was cold and cold when he left the curtain.
It's slow.
Yes, it’s slow to leave the curtain.
In the moment when the Jianyang sword was displayed, it was doomed that the curtain could not be reversed.
What he can do is to resist.
Back.
The vitality of the whole world has been towed, and wherever the curtain retreats.
If you can't resist, you will only have one dead end.
哗...
Swordsman's hair, communication world.
It’s like a nine-day galaxy that floats down.
Hang...
A sudden, the energy of the galactic blast is enough to destroy the whole world.
"Ah..."
The scream of tears from the curtain.
He eventually failed to retreat.
In the end, he can only resist.
However, the effect of such resistance will be brought about.
The effect is too small.
In the hands, the gods are broken.
The body flesh and blood collapsed.
The endless **** rain, the endless gust of wind.
咔咔咔...
The bone begins to break and the body begins to collapse.
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The whole person is fragmented in an instant.
砰...
Until that wind and wave disappeared, until the power of the annihilation sword was completely smashed, the almost uninhibited shackles fell to the ground.
He is dying.
"Pure yang eight-order, if you can go further, I will destroy the yang, can not kill you."
I also know that at this time, Wang Chen came to the side of the curtain with a slight gasp, and his brow wrinkled and whispered.
A re-repair, pure eight-stage, this strength is commendable.
But now, Wang Chen is already not afraid.
The potential of the fire of the wood, the fusion of the third layer, the power makes Wang Chen difficult to imagine.
It’s not just climbing a little bit.
The mystery of Pingbu Qingyun is not so easy to crack.
Destroy the sword.
How can such a great supernatural power be simple?
From the curtain, not Wang Chen’s opponent.
As long as you take the lead, you will die.
As it is now.
"I, lost."
After listening to Wang Chen’s words, there was almost no departure from the scene, and his eyes gradually became stunned. He murmured with a voice he could hear.
At this point, his mouth was hung with a smile that was almost not a smile.
