Chapter 1788: The sixth holy messenger, falling

Zhou Chen said lightly, but those words were extremely arrogant!
Murderous!
He wants the head of the sixth holy messenger!
Since he said this in public, then the head of the Sixth Holy Messenger is his!
"Huh! Do you really think that it will kill me?"
The sixth holy messenger was full of fighting spirit, staring at Zhou Chen, and said sternly: "Lord of the Nine Provinces, you can think about it! Kill me, you and our High Moon World, it is impossible to become allies in this world! You guys! Do you really want to push us abruptly to the opposite of yours?"
"Hehe, don't worry, kill you, you people in Gaoyue World will never know about this!"
Zhou Chen said lightly. He glanced at the sixth holy messenger and added, "Yes, even if you know, so what? Do you think your High Moon World will give up alliance with us for you? You, Your value is too high!"
"Believe it or not, even if Gaoyue World really knew that I killed you, they wouldn't say anything!"
Heard this.
The look of the sixth holy messenger also became more and more ugly.
He knew that what Zhou Chen said was true!
"So, let's go on the road honestly! You are the great saint, if you are willing to catch it with your hands, I am willing to give you a good death!"
Zhou Chen held the bronze sword in his hand! Shen Sheng said.
"In your dreams!"
The sixth holy messenger stared at Zhou Chen and roared sharply.
"In that case, let's not talk about it! Kill!"
Zhou Chen nodded, didn't bother to talk nonsense with him, and said directly!
The words fall.
His whole person was directly turned into a sword of light, and he slashed at the sixth holy messenger in anger!
"kill!"
"cut!"
Nezha, Monkey King, Lu Bu, the three great masters, also roared one after another! At the same time!
From three different directions, together and kill the sixth holy messenger!
"Damn it! Today I and you are dead!"
The sixth holy messenger yelled fiercely, and a light appeared from the sky above the body that sprinkled holy blood. The next moment, a spear appeared on his body!
He held a spear in his hand and turned towards Zhou Chen's four, just antagonizing the past!
Boom!
Boom!
Void trembling!
The terrible explosion sound resounded here non-stop.
War!
The real battle of the Great Sage, in this place, the war is going crazy!
This is the place that was sealed off by Zhou Chen in advance, otherwise, the pouring out of breath alone could crush the oppressive void! Reverse the river!
"I'm fighting with you!"
The roar sounded, and behind the sixth holy messenger, a phantom with blood-colored light flashing all over appeared, like the supreme between heaven and earth.
Above its head, dark clouds rolled, blood-colored thunder, shining ceaselessly! As if to smash everything! It's terrifying!
"Desperately? You deserve it too!"
Nezha shouted loudly, holding the gold bricks in his hand, and patted the sixth holy messenger in the air!
The incomparable golden light burst out from it, and above the sky, there seemed to be a golden sun, dispelling the blood-colored light!
Pause time.
The space behind the sixth holy messenger is shattering!
"Blood Gun!"
The sixth holy messenger roared and spouted a mouthful of blood! The figure of the whole person has become a little weaker again!
As if the vitality was taken away.
Behind him, a blood-colored spear appeared in the hands of that blood-colored figure!
Boom!
The rifle roared, and it was stained with infinite blood, continuously flowing down.
This is a fierce gun!
In the endless years, this gun has accumulated too many resentments and fierceness of living beings!
Boom!
The spear was suppressed, and the strong smell of blood spread, and the strong murderous aura, the aura of death radiated from it!
Very powerful!
At this moment, the entire space is shaking! It seems to be broken!
"Huh! Dare to struggle if you are dying! Kill!"
Lu Bu roared, the devilish energy lingered, Fang Tian painted a halberd and croaked like a long dragon, and it bombarded the blood-colored spear!
Shatter the scarlet spear directly!
"How is this possible!"
The sixth holy messenger was shocked, he didn't expect it to be such an ending!
He paid a lot of price, and the sharp spear that he had just summoned did not even stop Lu Bu for a single turn! It was just shattered!
"Come again!"
The sixth holy messenger's eyes widened, his eyes were full of crazy colors, and he spouted several mouthfuls of blood! The whole person's face became pale! No blood!
Behind him, two spears appeared in the hands of that blood-colored figure!
The blood-colored figure, holding a spear in his hand, moved with a sensation, bursting out infinite killing intent, and directed Lu Bu to suppress it again!
The sixth holy messenger, he used his best combat power to resist desperately! Strive to cause injuries to the four Zhou Chen!
"What fear do I have! Today, Lu Bu, my lord, take your dog's head!"
Lü Bu stood there, full of magic light blooming, and the vast and endless coercion shocked him, and he shook Fang Tian's painting halberd suddenly!
In an instant, it was cut out 100,000 times!
Countless halberds gathered together, like a blood-colored lightning, with chains of order and order on it, shining with sacred and dazzling light, slashing out in anger!
Bang!
The explosion sounded again and again!
Lu Bu's figure exploded, and opposite him, the blood-colored figure was also full of cracks, as if it was about to break apart!
next moment.
Zhou Chen held the bronze sword in his hand, with a sword flying above the sky, from bottom to top, slashing past.
Sword light flashed.
That blood-colored figure was completely shattered! Disappear!
But in that place, the body of the sixth holy messenger suddenly stiffened!
He bowed his head and looked at his chest, where Zhou Chen's sword had already penetrated! There was blood on the transparent wound with the big mouth of the bowl, and it was dripping down!
"I hate it! I hate it! Zhou Chen, I won't let you go as a ghost!"
The sixth holy messenger stared at Zhou Chen, roaring bitterly, his voice was full of unwillingness and strong resentment!
He hates it!
If it weren't for Zhou Chen, he wouldn't have moved his thoughts that he shouldn't have! There will be no tragic situation today!
Zhou Chen looked very calm, and said lightly: "Don't worry, you can't be a ghost! If you die in my hands, you can't even enter the reincarnation!"
He said, a violent blow, once again fell on the sixth holy messenger, directly destroying all his will, vitality, and all!
moment.
The breath of the sixth holy messenger disappeared!
The mighty powerhouse of the high moon world has fallen!
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