Chapter 843: I don't know how to live and die (below)
In the roar of the roar, at this moment, the body of the vine is flashing, and it is once again rushing toward Wang Yan.
Wang Chen is coming back?
so what?
Even at this moment, the heart of the vine is very excited!
Wang Chen is coming back! He wants Wang Chen to see how Wang Yan is killed by himself. ±
Thinking of this, the heart of the vine is an endless thrill.
The resentment and hatred in my heart, this moment broke out completely!
He wants Wang Chen to fall in despair and grief. Only in this way can we completely erase the resentment in the heart of the vine.
"you wanna die!"
Seeing that Teng Li made such a move, Wang Chen’s eyes were cold and shouted loudly.
Rattan, rattan home! They are all looking for death!
"kill!"
Thinking of this, where will Wang Chen hesitate?
When he was in a flash, he was killed in the front.
In the hands of Yuan Lizhi soldiers, Wang Chen's body shape flashed.
"Wang Chen, Hugh is going crazy!"
However, just in the moment when Wang Chen was killed, the Han family in front of him was shouting loudly.
Within the crowd, a Han family ancestor who reached the early stage of Chunyang held a long soldier and directly blocked Wang Chen’s way.
"Hey..."
The long soldiers danced and tore the sky.
In an instant, the dull tears came.
The horrible swordsmanship is swept away at this moment.
That fierce sword, this moment seems to be turned into a rain of the sky, covering Wang Chen.
"You are looking for death!"
Seeing that Teng Li once again joined forces with the warrior Chunyang strong, suppressed Wang Yan, Wang Chen was angry.
Han family...
I haven't found them yet. Now, they have once again blocked their way.
Unforgivable.
"kill!"
Thinking of this, in the scream of anger, Wang Chen did not hesitate to go to the Han family, the early pure military of the yang.
boom……
The gas lang exploded.
Eight-door armor, blood talent, Suzaku flame, all activated.
The blood of the gods is urging, and the dragon is vacant.
Under the encouragement of the White Tiger, protect the roar.
Roar……
Between the vagueness, I saw Wang Chen behind him, and the dragon and the tiger roared at the moment.
At this moment, Wang Chen has already raised his momentum to the limit.
No move!
With the power of chaos, the combination of the fire of the wood, Wang Chen's move, the whole world is torn apart.
At this moment, Wang Chen seems to have dominated this piece of heaven and earth.
boom……
In a blink of an eye, the roar came.
The soldiers of Yuan Li in the hands of Wang Chen turned into roaring tigers and long dragons, and instantly swallowed the sword of the early Han Dynasty.
The roar of the roar, the lang rolling, the wind whistling.
The whole world is crazy at the moment.
The ultimate flame and light, even makes it difficult to open your eyes!
The night was torn, as if it had come to the day.
"what……"
In such a roaring and horrible lang, a scream of screams came at this moment.
That screams, heartbreaking.
Among the crisp sounds of the break, the gods in the hands of Han Jiachun’s martial arts fighters broke down at this moment.
boom……
Along with the broken soldiers, a powerful energy directly hit the entire Han family.
The pupils contracted, and the face of Han Jia Chun Yang’s strong face showed endless fear.
Fighting...
Sprayed with blood.
In the screams, the entire Korean family of pure martial arts, stunned by this horrible sword air flew out.
Oh la la...
The blood is filled with blood and flesh and blood.
Under this trick, the body of Han Jia Chun Yang is almost broken.
"Do not……"
"Old ancestors..."
Seeing such a scene, everyone in the Han family could not help but be shocked.
While avoiding the overflowing swordsmanship, they screamed anxiously.
Everyone’s face is filled with anxiety and fear at the moment.
This family has sent two ancestors of pure Yang class.
Before, a ancestral ancestor of the middle of the pure phase has been hit hard.
At this moment, the entire ancestor of the early stage of Chunyang was severely damaged.
This makes the people of the Han family not afraid of their hearts?
Especially the scenes of the **** rain, let their hearts fall to the bottom of the valley.
"boom……"
In the midst of a scream, the ancestors of the Han family flew hundreds of meters, and finally fell on a huge stone!
In an instant, the boulder collapsed and the dust flew.
"Cottage dog, can't be hit!"
Looking at the ancestors of Han Jia Chunyang's early ancestors, they were rushed out by themselves. Wang Chen looked disdainful and carried endless killings.
"Since you are not self-reliant, then go to hell!"
A cold voice, Wang Chen's body shape into streamer, once again killed.
He went straight to the ancestors of the seriously injured Han Jia Chunyang.
"Do not……"
"Wang Chen, you dare!"
"Wang Chen, it’s too late to deceive..."
Seeing Wang Chen holding a long sword, turned into a streamer, went straight to the seriously injured ancestors, this time, the Han family were even anxious.
Wang Chen, this is to be prepared to kill.
A trace of panic spread from their hearts!
"Hugh think!"
In the midst of a roar, several figures rushed out in an attempt to block the progress of Wang Chen.
"All are looking for death!"
However, in the face of these figures, Wang Chen has no expression.
Endless murder, without hesitation, shrouded these people.
Star class? Xuan Yue grade?
Do these warriors think that their strength can stop themselves?
But it is looking for death.
"kill!"
In the face of these people who are looking for death, how can Wang Chen be polite?
A cold, long sword sweep.
“Thousands of lang!”
Stack lang bang!
For a moment, the sword is rolling, like a sea lang roar.
Thousands of overlapping lang smashed out, letting the heavens and the earth suddenly collapsed.
At this time, the whole world is like a sea.
The horrible sword is the fierce roaring sea lang.
Booming...
The roar of the roar.
kill……
kill……
kill……
Between the vagueness, I heard a burst of shouting, such as going to the army to sweep over.
Who is against this sword?
"Ah, ah..."
Along with this sweep of lang, the screams of screams continued.
The sword is passing, and flesh and blood are flying. The long sword swept across the country.
Even if it is a thousand troops, it will be turned into ashes at this moment.
What about a few small stars and mysterious warriors?
Just a move, Wang Chen covered these people with endless strength and swordsmanship.
Just a trick, these people's flesh and blood flutter, the soul is broken!
what……
Seeing such a scene, the rest of the Han family who survived and avoided the sword, was crazy...
They roared loudly, they were almost crazy.
These strong stars and mysterious men are almost all the strong players sent by the Korean family.
Rao is within the Han family, their status is extraordinary!
And now, even between a move, was killed by Wang Chen?
How can this make people crazy?
lost heavily!
Between Wang Chen’s move, it is almost severing the hope of any resistance from the Korean family.
Does this make the Korean family not afraid?
"Looking for a dead end!"
However, in the face of such a scene, Wang Chen at the moment is still the same.
Han Jiazhi, death is not enough!
This road is what their Han family chose.
Since you have chosen it, you have to pay the price.
A few small stars and mysterious moon? Is this not enough?
I simply didn't care about the mourning and roar of the ants in the distance. When Wang Chen's figure flashed, he went straight ahead.
His goal. Still pointing straight, the old ancestor of Han Jia Chunyang.
The warrior in the early days of pure Yang was seriously injured in the move before Wang Chen. His flesh was almost completely destroyed.
With the strength of Wang Chen today, the trend of the fire of the wood, the hand of the reincarnation of the sword and the power of the soldiers... This kind of strength, is it a common pure military to resist?
He, without being killed, is luck.
Seriously injured? Nature is inevitable.
At this time, he struggled in a pool of blood.
And Wang Chen, is not going to give him a chance to breathe.
"Wind!"
A cold voice, the moment the body shape shot, Wang Chen directly showed a move.
Oh...
The wind swept over.
In a blink of an eye, Wang Chen appeared in front of the pure military in the early days of pure Yang.
brush……
The wrist shook and the cold man flashed.
The soldier of the power of the roaring flames sneaked down to the bottom.
"No... Wang Chen... you can't..."
The crisis is coming, death is shrouded!
Until this moment, the Korean family’s early military martial arts was also fearful.
You know, this moment, he is still seriously injured!
Before that, Wang Chen’s episode almost destroyed most of his body. Even a lot of bones have turned into ashes.
How could he recover in such a short time? Even, not dead is a miracle.
At this moment, once again facing the attack of Wang Chen, in the face of this swift sword, this Han family ancestor is no longer able to resist.
He can only watch the long sword fall.
He can only watch the death enveloped.
He sighed loudly and begged for mercy.
In the face of death, this moment, he only knows how stupid things they did with their Korean family today.
He, don't want to die!
However, it is a pity that there is no regret in this world.
"Hey..."
Soon, the screams of the early ancestors of the Han family's pure Yang were abruptly stopped.
A head, flying into the sky, glaring. The endless blood, sprayed out, turned into a gorgeous picture, condensing the dance of death.
Sting...
A dull voice came.
Even his soul is not spared.
Under the blow of the wind, the soldier of Yuan Li in the hands of Wang Chen is the sickle of death. It not only degraded the head of this Korean ancestor, but also divided his soul directly into two halves.
"Receive!"
Then, between the electric and the flint, Wang Chen's hand was pinched out.
Oh...
A void black hole appears.
The body of the Han family ancestors and the broken souls were all absorbed into the black hole.
The physical and spiritual soul of pure martial arts? Of course, Wang Chen will not let go.
This is the biggest tonic for Shura Wang!
Oh...
With the flesh and spirit of the strong prime in the early days of the pure yang swallowed by the black hole, the black hole converges and the heavens and the earth fall into silence.
Death, this is the early ancestor of Han Jia Chun Yang, the final destination.
