Chapter 440: Cultivation? Practice magic?

She lost to Chen Sheng.
Results at a glance.
The respectable Guiyuan can not be interrupted, he is distressed, and he cannot intervene at this time.
This was her obsession, and he was afraid that his intervention would ruin her obsession with her way, which would cause her to develop a heart attack from now on, and she could no longer go through this obstacle.
I saw that the sword of Yange was cut off by Chen Sheng's sword. His palm was slammed by the palm of his hand, and the low-handed table instantly turned into a powder. The elders around him almost kneeled without knees .
Old ancestors are amazing! !! I really want to kneel and call 666!
Everyone in the field did not have the skills of the elders, and they fell to the ground ...
When everyone got up, they still had some inexplicable feelings of trembling. They didn't understand where the coercion made them so ...
Chen Sheng slashed the sword of Assault with the sword, and stabbed to the heart of Yange.
At the moment of His Holiness Guiyuan's thoughts, the destiny of Yange appeared.
The mouthful of the pot that Yange was so disgusted with blocked in Yange's chest, helping her to do the trick.
His Holiness Guiyuan: ... At that moment, my heart was almost jumping out, rubbing, Lao Tzu's woman's sword was broken, and she was distressed to death.
Everyone: There are two battles all the time, what's going on when I always want to kneel?
As soon as Chen Sheng's sword touched the bottom of Yange's pot, he realized that his own sword seemed to be melting.
This is his natal weapon, and the sword embryo is the best skating stone that his master helped him find. This type of skating stone is in the top ten on the hard list, and now his sword is in melt?
how is this possible?
The sword of the natal weapon was damaged, which made Chen Sheng feel that his body was suffering as much as he was damaged, so even if he didn't understand what the weapon was in the singer, he stepped back a few steps to open the distance. .
At a glance, one tenth of the sword in his hand was gone ... it was really melted!
But he is his natal tool!
In front of this woman, what magic weapon is she holding? How did she do it?
Chen Sheng stared at Yange with a gloomy face. He didn't want to give Yange a chance to breathe. After a little relief, he raised his sword again, avoiding the weird instrument in the Yan singer, and attacked the next three ways of Yange. go with.
Words are in the pot, like help.
After all, it is his own natal instrument, which is nourished by his own body into a mouth-watering pot. Although he looks a bit stubborn, he has the strength.
And this pot is not restricted by heaven ...
It sounded promising, and she could only comfort herself like that!
Yan Ge held the broken sword in one hand and the wok of his own son in one hand, and smashed into Chen Sheng's face.
She held the pan lightly, but it smashed into Chen Sheng's face like a heavy weight. The main thing is that no matter how Chen Chen dodged or protected, the pan could accurately hit him on the face.
After smashing a few times, Chen Sheng's face was more pig-headed than a pig's head, and his teeth were smashed several times.
It looks extremely miserable.
Yange finally got energy, leaped up and down holding the pot, and the one that smashed Chen Sheng was miserable.
While stabbing Chen Sheng with a broken sword, he said unhurriedly: "The seven elder brothers who love to drink are pierced in the intestine by your sword. I went to the temple to report to us in the temple. "
She stabbed Chen Sheng's belly with a broken sword and took Chen Sheng's intestine out.