Vol 3 Chapter 880: Stepping on the peak

The contenders of this throne are less pitiful than the other nine, but the foreseeable intensity and the gold content of the contenders are the highest of all the thrones.
The six strong men, without exception, are all comprehensible and fascinating.
Three of them are the mythical existence of Tianwu domain. The glory and pervasiveness of the Holy Spirit will make others dare not approach easily.
The first place in Tianjiao is not only a false name, but the qi genius of the ancient sages will fall into it. The generous rewards of the Wushen Palace are also very exciting.
Xiahou of Baidi City, holding a long sword, looks like electricity, as if piercing the sky, staring at the golden throne, showing strong confidence.
Before he shuffled, he stood in the first position, and at the moment he re-shuffled, and he did not intend to give up the first.
It was only the strong competition of this session that far exceeded his expectations. Not only the old rivals of the two holy places also took a fancy to this first position.
The king of the family, Yan XIV, the mysterious swordsman wing of the lower bound of the air transport, and An Junxi, who has just been tied with the wind, no one is a small role.
"No one dares to sit? That throne, I have fourteen."
Yan Xie smiled lightly and stepped forward, and he was ready to fall directly onto the throne.
boom!
The footsteps have just moved one point, and the other five people's hands are instantly sheathed, and the powerful momentum, accompanied by the brilliance of the will, swept out.
The thunder and lightning of the hands of An Junxi, the red blood in the hands of the wind, the Tianhuang sword in the hands of the warm cloud, all of them are the existence of the second soldier.
At the moment of the sheathing, there was a sound between the heavens and the earth, and the crisp cicadas converge and converge for a long time.
Xiahou never moves like a mountain, and the cyan ring that the index finger carries is a glimmer of luster, and it is also ready to be beaten at any time.
Only the mysterious swordsman wing, the depths of the eyes, revealing a faint smile, it seems the most calm.
The condensed air, under the oppressive pressure of the five powerful, the undercurrent, the trend is not stopped, at this time, only one ignition cable can immediately set off a terrible battle.
Under the stars, competing for the other nine powerful thrones, they felt the terror of the confluence, and could not help but move.
The other geniuses of the four kings' families, because of the agreement, can no longer compete for the golden throne, other geniuses are powerless, afraid to lose sight of this.
For various reasons, letting them not compete for the first place does not mean that they do not want to be the first.
Yan Xie gently retracted his foot, the face of the sun, grinning, said: "Just kidding, don't be so serious. Xiahou brother, I see your eyes are the biggest, this first position is better for you to do Let's go."
Xiahou sneered in his heart, his face unchanged, said: "Yan XIV, why bother to pretend, if you want to fight, for the brother does not mind let you go first."
No one is stupid. The first person who flies to the throne will certainly be attacked by other people at the same time, becoming cannon fodder in the first time.
And it must be on top, sit for ten seconds, it is really true that it is so simple to get this throne.
Here are all people who are absolutely unique, but they will not be arrogant, and they will be able to defeat others at the same time and must be chaotic.
An Junxi played with the nine-thousand thunder and lightning in his hand, flashing the electric light of the thunder, the brilliance of the will of the Thunder, if there was nothing to dissipate, resisting the holy prestige of the Three Sons.
I glanced at the golden throne, and a flash of gaze in my eyes, lifting my legs to move, but after all, I could hold back.
The atmosphere at the scene was once again in a strange silence, no one dared to shake this step.
At this time, the highest point of the star, suddenly a bright purple electric light, the light is dazzling and dazzling.
The electro-optic light illuminates in an instant and disappears in an instant. If it is not a bit of tingling from the eyes, it may even make people wonder if there is such an electric light.
Looking at the eyes, looking up, the six faces could not help but change at the same time, the golden throne on the back of the back, I do not know when actually stood a white figure.
The delicate features of the five senses, the cold face, a white dress is clean. Holding a slender knives on the right hand, with a calm gaze, his eyes glanced at the six.
"White robe knife, Xiao Chen!"
The scene of the undercurrent turbulent, in an instant, became turbulent, warm clouds, windless, An Junxi, Yan 14 eyes all become sharp.
The gust of wind swelled, the thunder cloud filled, and the sound of Suzaku screamed, and it rang through the stars, and there was a low-pitched voice of Xuanwu. It was like a big wave of tsunami, and there was a white tiger howling, making the situation change.
After the appearance of Xiao Chen, after the need of the Mi, the scene will have been boiling for a long time of undercurrent, completely ignited.
The wrath of Thunder Dragon!
An Junxi's thunder and lightning horns turned into thunder and lightning, condensing the brilliance of the will, and directly rushed toward Xiao Chen, just like a dragon was put in the hands of An Junxi.
One finger breaks the sky!
Xiahou in the eyes of the murderous madness, against the face of Xiao Chen fierce, the ring on the index finger flashes a dazzling light, a giant finger like a jade, tearing the air, a burst of ripples.
It seems that the sky is really broken, and the sly is stunned against Xiao Chen.
The wind is arbitrarily holding a red blood gun with one hand, and a slight turn, the red gunshot sound of blood, the rapid rotation, the sound of the waves and waves, one after another.
Wang Yang appeared behind him, the sea was choppy, and with the rotation of the red blood gun, rising up, forming a round of horrible sea dragon rolls.
Suddenly, the wind did not stop, the red blood gun stopped rotating, the sound of the waves, abruptly stopped, but the tip of the gun pointed to Xiao Chen standing on the back of the throne.
Ascending to rise, I do not know how high the sea dragon roll, falling from the sky, swept away toward Xiao Chen.
Warm Mu Yun looks a condensed, Tianhuang sword on a flame, skyrocketing, with a wave of his hand, the blink of an eye will turn into a bird of birds Suzaku's look, heading toward Xiao Chen.
The smile on Yan XIV's face is still full of sunshine, but in the depths of the eye, the murder is a wave, and it is surging.
The long sword is squirted, and a dazzling sword light is formed, forming a nine-round golden day, looping into a circle, and whizzing away.
Recently, I suddenly picked up the mysterious swordsman wing of the limelight, and once again, I was stunned by Xiao Chen, but I didn’t expect to see him here. The corner of my mouth was a smile, and I waved a black ink brush.
The horror scene at the top of the Xingyi immediately attracted the attention of many people. The tens of thousands of warships surrounded by the various elders and disciples of the various factions did not blink.
Many people are very surprised. The first one to stand up is not the three holy sons, nor the family of the king's family, nor An Junxi.
Actually, the white robe knife guest who can't think of it, Xiao Chen, Xiao Chen's impression has always been low-key, never take the initiative to cause trouble, this is how to take the initiative to fight for this first.
"This guy is really crazy, and he is faced with six peerless geniuses who have the will."
"With such an intensive attack, I am afraid that the Three Sons can't block it."
"It is estimated that defeated Bai Wuxue, confidence is a little too swollen, and Tianwu domain is not as simple as he imagined."
"The brilliance of the will, and the holy power of the sacred beast, will be able to force him to move, how can there be room for resurgence."
The six masters attacked at the same time, causing the shocking scene, so that some of the older masters were shocked. When they saw Xiao Chen’s move, they felt that he was suicide.
Above the throne, Xiao Chen looks calm, watching the heavenly martial arts flying from all sides, as well as the invisible, rushing will and holy prestige.
The right hand is held on the handle, and the moonshadow knife is squirted out. The purple symbol of the sea is flying out of the eyebrow, turning into a little brilliance, and then quickly dispersing.
Thousands of roads are purely purple lightning by the will of the immortal Thunder, descending from the sky, twisting into the air in the air, and looking like a thousand lightning augers in the distance.
Endless thunder, Xiao Chen lightly sighed, incarnate the ruthless heaven, a single hand slammed, thousands of thunder and lightning, swooped down.
In the sky, thunder and lightning, black clouds cover the top, thousands of thunder and lightning dragons like the Wanma Qianjun transit, the sky-order martial arts flying toward several people rushed over.
The earth-shattering explosion sounded on the starry sky, and the whole world of stars and stars began to shake violently.
The warriors who competed for other thrones were all in one hand, and they felt an inexplicable panic in their hearts. They looked at the highest point of this star.
It has been completely disturbed by all kinds of turbulence, with the sound of screaming waves, the sharp screams of the gods who have printed the fire, and the endless thunderbolt auger that has torn the sky.
A loud bang, a burst of energy, swept away from the world, and hundreds of other thrones in the stars were all swept away.
Some of the warriors who just sat on the throne, the most unlucky, directly spit out a blood, and bounced from above, it can be said that it is innocent.
Xiahou is absolutely clear as jade's fingers, and the inch of the cracked open, An Junxi's thunderbolt mad dragon, has also turned into a real dragon whip, the warm flame of the cloud of the gods, has turned into a flame disappeared.
On the nineth day of Yan XIV's swordsmanship, the smoke disappeared, and the black wings of the wing of the wing were washed away in the first time.
Xiao Chen’s thousand-thousand lightning augers turned into a faint electro-optic light, which slammed in the air.
The other six faces were slightly surprised. Xiao Chen turned out to be a trick, and all the martial arts jointly displayed by them were broken.
Although the six people have to stay with each other, but that is also a fatal blow to six people, replaced by any one of them can not, to form such a situation.
call out!
The free electric light in the air is quickly brought together, and an immortal breath permeates.
The purple will symbol, re-formed on the head of Xiao Chen, Linyi Shenlei, writing immortal, this is the unsettled will of the dawn.
An Junxi reveals a stunned look, and some are surprised: "He combined his will and martial arts perfectly, perfect integration, and he was really done by him."
Without paying attention to it, the horror of these people’s faces, Xiao Chen stood on the back of the throne and leaped down gently. The body leaned back and sat firmly on the golden throne. .
In an instant, an endless beam of light rises from behind the throne and shines on the starry sky. The unruly king is domineering, such as the vast ocean, surging.
Six peerless enchanting, all forced to take a step back.
What kind of knife is the knife, the unbeaten knife that is immortal. What kind of sword is the sword, and the sword that keeps dreaming is not broken.
Hongyan loves heroes since ancient times, and the heroes are competing for the front, and the winds and clouds have changed from chaos to the world.
Who is not Tianjiao, who is not a person, regardless of the afterlife, only on the present, stepping on the peak, fighting for the first!