Vol 2 Chapter 629: Xiao Chen’s weakness

"Two small worms, dare to be in front of me, let me die!!"
Xuanyuan screamed in the sky, and the two thick-browed Zou were together. The expression on his face was angry, and his hands slammed the faucet.
With a bang, there was blood in the faint, and the two dragons with the illusion of the fascination, the faucet, were directly cut off by Xuanyuan.
Holding a faucet in one hand, Xuanyuan smashed it in the air, and Li Tianhua’s Ssangyong play beads were directly destroyed.
His face was gloomy, and Li Tianhua gritted his teeth and said: "Well, dare to humiliate me, Xuanyuan warfare, whether it is the king of the East China Sea. Now to this Tianwu mainland, I Li Tianhua will make you a worm!"
A loud sigh in the mouth, Li Tianhua exerted his abdominal force, and a strange syllable came out of his throat, and the rumble of the sound wave spread out from the mouth.
Forming a storm-like ripple, the shaking of the wind and thunder can not stop shaking, he actually made a scream of the dragon with the flesh and blood.
In the audience, hundreds of thousands of warriors felt that the scalp was slightly numb, and the sound seemed to penetrate directly into the mind, and people felt a sense of anger.
The whole person is like a roaring dragon. When walking between the steps, there is a crack in the ground. The dragon rises up and can be filled with dragons in the dragon, but it is all yelled by him. Give it pressure.
"The dragon is angry, it is falling apart!"
Holding a long gun, Li Tianhua pointed to the sky, the guns flashed, the light flew, and the power of the dragon was derived. Want to shake the ground, the Xuanyuan battle the king of the four seas, into a meatloaf.
Xuanyuan’s mouth was slightly tilted, revealing a mocking expression. He said coldly:
Foolish, Xiaofan Fanlong dared to fight with me.

The right hand is a fist, and the Fangtian battle in the wind thunder is held in the hand. Xuanyuan’s war is shouting, and the mighty king’s intention is from the chest, and the golden voice is oscillated along the throat.
Hey!
The golden sound wave contains the wrath of the king, and slammed into the wrath of the dragon that Li Tianhua had smashed. The squeaking and squeaking of the screaming sound came, but the sound waves sent by Li Tianhua were all directly shattered.
In the air, the ripples traverse, forming a mess of chaos, making the entire space appear fuzzy.
The two giants each made a glimpse of this vision, and the military in the audience saw the praise.
The king is angry, the blood splashes the mountains and rivers!
Holding the Fangtian trenches, with full of anger, Xuanyuan battlefield once again greeted Li Tianhua, with the help of the king's intentions, when the first blow, the other side repulsed a hundred meters.
One stroke repelled Li Tianhua, Xuanyuan hurriedly laughed at the sky, and quickly ran a few steps forward. Every time he took a step, the waves began to rise and fall, and the endless Wangyang trend was derived.
"Give me defeat, defeat, defeat!"
The waves are soaring, the waves are full of water, and Xuanyuan’s battles are all in one stroke, all accompanied by the meaning of the vast king, and Li Tianhua’s fight is defeated.
"Damn!"
Li Tianhua's mouth overflowed with a trace of blood stains, and his eyes were full of unwillingness. He was the real dragon on the road, and the land was invincible. It was obvious that he could easily win the battle with Xuanyuan.
But who knows, Xuanyuan battlefield actually from the artistic conception of the continuous water, even realized the meaning of his king, incarnation as the king of the four seas, suddenly stumbled the disadvantage.
In the final eight rounds, losing one will lose the qualification to compete for the first place. Li Tianhua shouted and said: "I am not willing, Kowloon swallows!"
The ancient dragons of the nine shackles, with Li Tianhua’s guns and mans appearing in shape, screaming and screaming.
"Ha ha ha ha ... ridiculously extreme, the district is where the dragon, but also dare to swallow the sky, Li Tianhua you are not enough qualifications. I am the king of the four seas, the son of Huang Tian, ​​today punish you on behalf of the day."
Xuanyuan’s battlefield showed a sullen color, and a long laugh, the sea behind him, suddenly rose up. On the top of the battle of Fang Tian, ​​the nine dragon shadows were also circled, and the dragon shadow was deeply engraved into the body.
茫茫天威, turned into the meaning of the king, the glory of the glory of the glory of the golden glory, each golden light is purely the meaning of the king, more than Yue Chen 曦 朝 破 破 破 破 破.
The right hand waved forward, holding the end of Fang Tianda in one hand, Xuanyuan battlefield swept invincible, and the nine ancient dragons shattered.
The footsteps were forward again. Xuanyuan walked to a corner of Li Tianhua's battle. Fang Tianzhan switched to his left hand and gently moved forward. Li Tianhua's body was sent out like a sandbag.
Hey!
It looks like a light bullet, but the power is amazing. Li Tianhua overflows with a blood in his mouth. His clothes are broken and he is completely ruined into endless dust.
Everyone was stunned and looked at the god-like Xuanyuan battlefield. The heart actually gave birth to a cult of worship. This king's artistic conception is not worse than Sima Lingxuan.
"Xuanyuan battles the sky, wins, and scores two points."
The referee's calm voice sounded, and everyone's thoughts were pulled back. I saw the seven-footed golden dragon belonging to Li Tianhua. It fainted a lot of luster and directly reduced it to a second-rate product.
Conquering the big man like Li Tianhua, Xuanyuan’s golden dragon in the battlefield, radiant, rose to the same level as Baiqi.
"This is the real giant strength, Li Tianhua is a pity, the invincible dragon on the land, after all, is not the real dragon."
"There is one more person who can compete with Sima Lingxuan."
"The eight giants, there are only seven left, this round hit down and see if there will be a few giants."
"Basically, as long as you lose one game, you will completely lose your qualifications. In the final rounds, the range of people who climb to the top will be smaller and smaller."
Struggling with enthusiasm, Xuanyuan battled the sky without paying attention to Li Tianhua, who was unwilling to face the face, all kinds of angry look.
"The next round, Xiao Chen fights against the king!"
The referee on the wind thunder whispered the name of the two sides of the next battle. The warriors who indulged in the battle just immediately boiled again.
"To force, it is a battle of giants. Although the strength of Wang Quan is obviously different from that of Bai Qi and others, but the opponent is Xiao Chen, the result of this battle is also difficult to judge."
"Yes, Wang Quan used many tricks before defeating Gong Yang Yu, but he was able to defeat Lin Fei in one move, which is stronger than Xiao Chen. Just look at the exposed strength, Wang Quan should be stronger than Xiao Chen."
Although the eight giants are tied for the first place, everyone can rely on some of the strengths they have exposed to temporarily discuss the level of high and low.
Sima Lingxuan is naturally the first class figure. Xuanyuan Zhantian and Chu Chaoyun are the strength of the second class. Yue Chenxi Li Tianhua Wang Quan is slightly, and Xiao Chen is temporarily at the bottom.
However, if you say this again, it is also a cut-off, stubborn and weak, or you can know if you have played.
On the stage, Wang Quan held the whip handle of the demon dragon whip, and the left hand pinched a truncated whip in his hand. He looked at Xiao Chen, who was opposite the white coat, and did not rush to shoot.
A pair of eyes flashed through the deep luster, sinking and screaming, and said: "White robe knife guest Xiao Chen, the only warrior who walked on the eighth floor of the desert tower for thousands of years, in fact, I have heard of you very early. You are very Strong, but your weakness is doomed you can't climb the summit. Do you know what your weakness is?"
The voice is not big, but the warriors in the audience still hear it clearly.
The name of the barren tower they naturally heard, and looked at Xiao Chen, who had a light expression on the stage, all with a look of surprise. I did not expect that this white robe knife guest's unsuccessful winning streak to the present, there are still such a glorious past, but also too low-key.
Going to the eight layers of the tower, the light of this layer of light, the origin of Xiao Chen is no worse than the world of the eight great families.
Xiao Chen looked at Wang Quan and said with interest: "Talk about it, what is my weakness?"
The king's right calmly said: "The powerful body, let your defense far exceed everyone's, superb knife and knife, let your martial arts not inferior to any world, killing and thunder, and let you not fear anyone's mood.

"What's even more rare is that there is a fearless heart, but all of this can't hide your shortcomings. You are too low!"