Vol 3 Chapter 1373: Keep the whole body for the human race.

"The mixed yuan is infinite!"
"The Wrath of God!"
"Heavenly Soul!"
Eight and a half-step Wudi shot at the same time, they actually displayed a Chinese-style martial arts, but it seems that this Chinese-style martial arts, the display is quite reluctant.
It's just a level of getting started, it can be completely released, and it's a far cry from sending and receiving.
However, this is also a very normal thing. The Chinese-style martial arts are rare. Secondly, the requirements for understanding and vision are too high. It is difficult to achieve a small success.
These half-step Emperor Wu, who is able to release the Chinese-style martial arts, is quite rare.
"This is the Chinese martial arts!"
"It's so strong, it's no wonder that these half-step Emperor Wu, who was ruined by the woman and Jin Wu, had the power of most of the rules, and he was sure to kill it. It turned out to be the case."
"Although it is only barely reaching the entry level, but the Chinese-style martial arts is the Chinese martial arts, the eight-way Chinese martial arts, united, it is difficult to think about it."
Seeing these half-step Wudi, they exhibited extremely precious and rare Chinese-style martial arts, and a group of mixed-race demons worried about Xiao Chen.
For Xiao Chen and these foreign emperors, the mixed-race demons at the moment, no accident, must be standing on the side of Xiao Chen.
Seeing that Xiao Chen had created a miracle, condensed the heart of the emperor, but immediately encountered such danger, and undoubtedly squeezed a sweat for him.
On the top of the stone monument, Xiao Chen Bai Yi, behind him, the wind is raging, the lightning humming, a trick is not out, just the momentum, let this world change color for him.
The sun was flooded, and I couldn't see a ray of sunshine. Xiao Chen looked at the eight-and-a-half-step Wudi's martial arts, and the mouth was slightly tilted, revealing a taunting look.
If these eight people, display the next arrogant martial arts, and exert the power of Dacheng, the pressure on him may be a little bigger, and it will be much more troublesome to deal with.
In front of this, the Chinese-style martial arts, but can be used to get started, barely able to display, flaws everywhere.
In the face of the general strong, will be able to win by volume, relying on the advantages of martial arts grades, crush opponents.
You can meet Xiao Chen, this knife that can be used to send and receive the Chinese martial arts, send and receive free, small and successful, it seems that some of the class axe, asking for trouble.
In the squally lightning, Xiao Chen held the moonshadow knife, and jumped from the towering stone monument, and tried his best to get a knife.
Thousands of years of tyrants, the emperor is immortal!
With the peak of the domineering, Xiao Chen, who took advantage of the trend, took out an immortal dynasty.
Among the thunder and lightning, with his rapid fall, a majestic city wall appeared in the back of Xiao Chen.
From the initial city, it quickly evolved into a tumultuous, endless city, when the last imperial city appeared.
In each of the cities, a personal shadow jumped out onto the roof, and they bowed to the ground in the morning, and shouted long lived.
What is long lived, and the age is immortal, and the age is king, that is, long live!
Xiao Chen, who embodies the heart of the emperor, is kingish and domineering, and has a higher level, with the majesty of the emperor. Let the power of this Chinese martial arts, which has already become a small one, increase.
In addition, Xiao Chen went from top to bottom, swooping in, and possessing geographical advantage.
Under the multiple advantages, eight half-step Wudi, the entry-level Chinese-style martial arts, slashed in this trick, and persisted for a moment to fall apart.
Xiao Chen’s kingdom is domineering, invincible, leaping down and revealing a vision of a vast dynasty.
In the raging black clouds and thunder, this scene, let all the mixed demons present, are stunned and shocked.
"go!"
Eight half-step Wudi, spit out a blood, eyes in the eyes of a terrified look, Wan did not expect Xiao Chen's savvy so high, even the Chinese-style sinister martial arts realized the realization of Xiaocheng.
And also has such a powerful kingdom domineering, simply incredible, I know so. If you use Dacheng’s successful undergraduate martial arts, you won’t be so embarrassed.
But there is no regret medicine in this world. This is the eight-step Wudi Emperor who has been deprived of the power of many laws and has suffered a lot of laws.
There is no more power to fight, and each means to use it, and want to go far.
"Going now, late!"
This hate can not be saved, killing is not only, Xiao Chen’s heart is killing, and even if he is blasphemy, these eight people are not dead.
Xiao Chen, who landed, had a toe on the top of the desert. The whole person circling and flew up. The long knife danced. Every turn, there was a vision from the body.
Or a bright moon like a fire, or an undefeated sun, or a peach blossom, or a roaring dragon shadow.
Only I have a knife, it is brilliant!
Even after turning for nine laps, the Zhongyi Aoyi martial arts was brilliant, and it was followed by Xiao Chen.
The space solidified, a brilliant picture, appeared in the front, and the eight half-step Emperors who escaped were all included in the painting.
On the epic picture, eight half-step Emperor Wu, the expression solidified, motionless.
Xiao Chen received the knife and returned to the sheath, his right hand was facing forward, gently opened, and the solidified picture, like a mirror, rubbed and rubbed, all broken.
The space suddenly broke, and the eight-semi-step Emperor Wu, who had been seriously injured, was thrown out under the force of the broken space. There was a trace of cracks on the body, which was extremely terrifying.
Xiao Chen’s face is terrible, the eight emperors in the air, and the last breath, the flesh is still recovering tenaciously.
If you let it go, give them a day, you can recover from the injury, rest for half a year, then you can return to the peak.
"Xiao Chen, don't think that you are a descendant of the Qing emperor, you can kill us. We stand behind the Supreme Emperor, you kill us, you will smash the catastrophe!"
Death hangs over the heart, and the eight half-step martial arts dying in the air are all in vain, some say in vain.
"It’s ridiculous. If you are the supreme, you have the courage, why don’t you do it yourself? After all, you are a group of cannon fodder.

Xiao Chen had some angry martyrdom, and the killing was filled in his mind, making him look terrible.
Now know the fear, go ahead and go!
When the two ghosts, Emperor Wu, attacked him, they thought that there would be today, and this punch will be given to you first.
Xiao Chen burst into a burst of fire, and the dragon was shot out at the foot, his figure flickered, and he even punched two punches.
Each punch has the power of twenty dragons, the strength of 200 million pounds, the hard-boiled body in the body, the ghost master who has appeared mottled cracks.
In the misty fog, two half-steps of Emperor Wu, when even if they were smashed to death, there was no whole body, and they died.
Hey!
Xiao Chen came to the two Protoss half-step Wudi, and said with a blank expression: "This punch, I will send you on the road for Duo, when you say it, when the hybrids are called, they don’t understand, some people are better than How noble are you!"
"Don't kill me, give up the Emperor, don't send you..."
Two formerly protagonist protoss strong, in the coming of death, the heart is completely occupied by fear, whispering for mercy.
Xiao Chen looked cold and indifferent, and he simply ignored it. He also smashed out the two fists. He killed the two martial artists and killed them.
Killing and decisive, not at ease.
The remaining four people, half-step Wudi, have already scared the gallbladder, dragged the wounded body, ran wildly on the desert, leaving a place of blood.
How can I run again, how can I quickly display the Xiaolong of Leilong Step, everything is in vain.
"This punch, I am for you, I will give it back to you!"
boom!
The dragons are endless, the boxing is shocking, and one punches out. What you know is the life of a half-step Emperor Wu.
Like the of death that harvested life, Xiao Chen used the most cruel way, as he said, without apologizing, it was a dead body.
"This punch, I will give you back for the little yellow hair, but I heard the baby crying, it is really just a child!"
Hate is hard to eliminate, and Xiao Chen is three shots, and only one person left in the eight-step Wudi.
thump!
In the last half of the Wu Emperor, he was completely scared and timid, and begged for mercy directly: "Qinglong Wang, look at the same people, give me a life!"
"Some roads are chosen by yourself. From the moment you sacrifice the knife, you must do it well. His preparation for being slaughtered in Japan is like me now, with a cold and courageous heart. I am a human being, I am Leave your whole body!"
In the face of the Terran Emperor who was squatting in front of himself, Xiao Chen was unmoved, and pointed his finger at his eyebrows. A slash of knives, ruining his knowledge of the sea, and then through the past.
When he fell, his vitality was cut off, but he was also the only half-step Emperor who had a whole body.
Above the Scorpio, because of the various visions that Xiao Chen condensed the heart of the Emperor, the moment when the half-step Emperor Wu fell, the smoke disappeared.
The morning glow appeared again, the bright sunshine, shining on Xiao Chen, who was infected with blood in white. Let him be indifferent as a of death, with a sacred taste, golden light and brilliant.