Chapter 1794: not dead?

At this moment, Feng Chen stood with his sword, his horns were windless, and the whole body exuded a violent atmosphere that swept the audience instantly, making people fearful. At this moment, he was like the of hell.
"Take my blood, burn my soul, prove my way, forbidden surgery, get up!"
I saw Feng Chen's left hand turned upwards, the right index finger and were together, and a light stroke was made towards the palm of the left hand. A blood mouth appeared, and the red blood poured out of the blood mouth. The character immediately clasped his hands together, holding both hands in a strange way. Then he rubbed his hands left and right, and a taboo was sacrificed at the cost of his blood.
"Islamic! The sky is cracking! The dragon enters the abyss!" Feng Chen stared for a moment and waved several swords.
"Cut the sky and destroy the earth!" Feng Chen gathered all the power on the colorful lotus flower in his body, clasped the handle of the Red Dust Excalibur with both hands, and continuously injected divine power into the Red Dust Excalibur. After a breath, the Red Dust Excalibur The light is shining, the sword is rising continuously, exuding a vast but unpredictable breath.
The momentum rises violently, the blood swells, the sword in his hands is fierce, the overbearing sword sweeps the world, and the swaggering sword sweeps around.
"What a mighty Kendo will?" Zhao Tianba stared at Feng Chen, who was casting a spell, his eyes narrowed slightly.
Today, Feng Chen was shocked by him too much. After so many years of spiritual training, he has never been as nervous as he is today, even if he became a party hegemonic master in the late stage of advanced master god, he is not as nervous as he is today.
"Cut me!"
Lightly at Feng Chen's feet, the whole person stood up, leaped forward, holding the sword in both hands, a sword was drawn, a fiery sword arc flashed, where the sword arc passed, leaving layers of sword shadows like essence, space swinging Ripples.
In the sword arc, the sword destroying the heavens and the earth broke out instantly, chopped to Wang Xuan like a storm.
Feng Chen's undisguised murderousness continued to attack Wang Xuan's heart. His face changed drastically, and he had no idea of ​​resisting at all. He performed the puppet technique and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
"Boom boom boom ..." Feng Chen's attack came to an end, and these sword-mansions were chopped where Wang Xuan stood, and the bottomless holes appeared in everyone's eyes.
"Aren't you awesome, what are you hiding, what are you escaping? You still have to point your face?" Feng Chen saw that Wang Xuan didn't fight with himself, so it didn't work, he laughed coldly.
When Wang Xuan heard the words, his body shook, and his expression was darkened. He was a magnificent army officer, who was more than 10,000 people. At this moment, he was sealed by the eyes and kept hitting himself with words. The tone was really blocked.
"Boy, if you have a magic weapon in your hand to help you, this one is easy to kill you." Wang Xuan was so excited by Feng Chen that it really played a role.
"Sword weapon? Oh, how dare you say that? What about your face?"
After Wang Xuan heard Feng Chen's words, his face became green and purple for a while, but the following words of Feng Chen completely made him aggressive.
"The magic weapon can kill you, but you can kill you without the magic weapon, don't you want to try it!" Feng Chen's words fell, his heart moved, and he stole the red dust sword in his hand.
"What?" Feng Chen's remarks not only made Wang Xuan intimidate, but everyone even wondered if his ears were wrong.
Do n’t use the magic weapon in your hand, is there any other support for this kid?
"What? I did what you wished, what are you afraid of? I don't think you'll let it go, otherwise, you might really die in my hands!"
"Hmm! This is a self-seeking!" Feng Chen stole the Red Dust Excalibur. This is a great opportunity for Wang Xuan. In his eyes, Feng Chen is a master of Kendo, and his sword is King. Xuan's life only saw that if the opponent held a sword against him, it would always be a threat to Wang Xuan.
But now, the other party has given up his housekeeping skills. Isn't this the lamb sent to the door waiting to kill himself.
Wang Xuan didn't think much about it. He stopped the puppet operation, and the demon power in his body quickly started to move and attacked Feng Chen.
"Supernatural powers and sins, eternal life!" Feng Chen whispered in his mouth, and the terrible coercion slowly emanated from him, sweeping the world.
This powerful and terrible pressure made Cha Thai feel the extreme repression, and Buddha put him in a feeling of man-made sword and me-fish.
"Boom!" The world was roaring and trembling, as if the whole underwater world was shaking at this moment.
A bunch of Jin Chancan's surprises burst out from Feng Chen, and then Feng Chen slowly raised his right hand to clenched into a fist, and immediately, a punch blasted out, and went straight to Wang Xuan with an unbeatable potential.
When Wang Xuan felt the power contained in Feng Chen's fist, his heart changed greatly, but he soon recovered. He doesn't think Feng Chen's fist can hurt himself, nor does he think how powerful Feng Chen's fist is.
The fist was getting closer and closer to him. When he felt the power of death contained in the fist, he was afraid, but just when he wanted to avoid the fist, he was shocked inside because he found that Imprisoned and incapacitated.
"No ... no ... why is this happening?" Wang Xuan was shocked, seeing that the punch had already struck, and his most proud speed couldn't be used. Can't you worry, even on his forehead? Countless beans sweat has been born.
"Bang!" A glittering fist struck, and a punch hit his head.
Under the mighty power, Wang Xuan's head was just like a watermelon, and his brain was splashing.
Wang Xuan, a strong man with the mid-term cultivation of the Lord God, was blown into the head by Feng Chen's punch. Such a scene made everyone frightened. Each one opened his mouth wide and his eyes widened. The sound, even Zhongming Island's owner Wanli, shook himself involuntarily.
Wang Xuan's head was smashed, and a body the size of dozens of feet fell quickly from high altitude.
"Hmm ..." A strange sound sounded, and I saw a small bag protruding at Wang Xuan's snake head, and then a brand new head was born again.
"Did not die?" Feng Xuan's death made Feng Chen extremely surprised and surprised. He shouldn't. His head was smashed by himself. How could he be alive?
After Wang Xuan gave birth to his head, his mouth was spitting blood, and his face showed an incredible color. The other party's simple fist killed him. Otherwise, he had two lives, otherwise he would have died tragically. Into each other's hands.