Vol 3 Chapter 922: Grace

Above the stone platform, the mysterious sword lay quietly, and the flame flowers formed by the thunder light fell in pieces.
The Quartet is a leader, the tiger is awkward, and the Wang Pin secret treasure is extremely sword. Even if it is not used, the auction will have a sky-high price. The sword is not a cold weapon.
The demon-faced princess of the monk family, with a little expectation in his eyes, quietly waited for Xiao Chen’s answer.
"Whether, if the monks of the year really helped the Qing Emperor, I will still have this kindness today, I only hope that you will not lie to me."
The world is red, the ghosts are rampant, who is true and who is fake, how can you listen to a family statement. Xiao Chen braved a trace of risk, and once again believed in the other party, acknowledging the identity of the descendants of the Qing emperor, there are always some past events to face.
"Thank you, Xiao Gongzi." The demon princess breathed a sigh of relief, and Xiao Chen helped, and combined with the power of the three of them, Lei Jijian has 70% of the grasp.
The atmosphere at the scene was quiet, no one had an automatic hand, and the eyes were cautiously looking at other people, secretly accumulating their own momentum.
Xiao Chen slightly frowned, he didn't have time to spend it here, he had to use the Thunder to win this thunder sword.
At the foot of the lightning flash, Xiao Chen stood on the stone platform in the twinkling of an eye. He looked at the swordsmander below, did not move, looked at the Quartet calmly, said: "This sword, I am going to Xiaochen, if There is dissatisfaction, although it is a battle."
Chad Xiao Chen, a knife squad, turned out to be interested in this Leiji sword. The face of the scene immediately became cloudy and uncertain.
The strength of Xiao Chen is obvious to all. Just the thunderbolt of this hand, the explosive power of the body, far exceeds most of the warriors on the scene.
But if that's the case, let them retreat in one sentence, and they are really dissatisfied. Anyway, Xiao Chen is just a lower bound genius who has just arrived in Kunlun for two years.
"A big tone, I really can't think of myself as a young emperor. I don't dare to say this without the emperor." The young wolf swordsman said with a gloomy look, he was missing a sword of a pickpocket, and he could let others touch his fingers.
The middle-aged swordsman of the Terran, his eyes are like electricity, and the sharpness is like a sword. The right hand is quietly buckled on the hilt, and the sword is squeaking, and a sword wind is blowing around.
The old man of the three Protoss is even more hated for Xiao Chen. The old man sneer at the middle: "You don't have to talk to him more, just let it go, let this guy know what is arrogant."
Wu Sheng, who is surrounded by fish and fish, is eager to try. The more chaotic they are, the better they are. The morning of Xiao Chen clearly achieves their purpose.
Suddenly, there was a ray of light shining, and the sword of no match was like a violent wind. The whistling and non-stop, spread to the entire hall, everyone seems to have a sword in front of the eyes.
The first shot was actually the middle-aged swordsman. When he shot, he exposed his powerful strength. The crazy sword meaning made many martial arts have an unstoppable illusion.
"Don't shoot, wait until you will find the opportunity, take your own sword." The enchanting face that is preparing to help, the sound of Xiao Chen suddenly sounded in his mind, and he could stop the action.
The pupils are shrunk, and Xiao Chen’s eyes are condensed. Looking directly at the sky and the earth, there is no sword in my mind. The sword in the body is unparalleled, and I am not afraid of it.
The light is exhausted, and Xiao Chen has a sword in front of him. The middle-aged swordsman has already deceived himself and swayed between them. Jianguang circulated, a clever sword trick, with his own perfect sword, and displayed.
The sword is a little bit, and the seventy-two directions are the figures of the middle-aged swordsman. Every sword is real and there is no falsehood.
The middle-aged swordsman is still very satisfied with his own trick. He specializes in fast swords. The swordsmanship is mainly fast. He wants to break his sword, only faster than him.
Xiao Chen's right hand was calmly placed on the handle, and the Qing Emperor's knife was used in an instant. The middle-aged swordsman suddenly felt the feeling of nowhere to hide.
It is obvious that his 72 swords are besieging Xiao Chen, but when Xiao Chen’s right hand is on the handle, everything seems to have reversed.
The heart sinks, the middle-aged swordsman's face changes greatly. With the intuition of the swordsman, he decisively retreats, and the seventy-two figures overlap, and the figure flashes out.
The young wolf swordsman who followed him to jump out was not so lucky. The middle-aged swordsman almost passed him, but one went in and out.
The thunder flashes, the slender moonshadow knife, with a blue-sword swordsman, how can you not think of it, killing the past.
Knife light slashed in its sideways, powerful thunder attribute energy, blasting, the body of the Blue Wolf swordsman, such as the shells of the shells are on the walls of the hall.
Between the electric and the flint, everything is fast and unthinkable. Xiao Chen is in the process of setting up a knife. Two swordsmen, one is forced to retreat and one is repelled.
"The kingdom of God, the gun that does not die!"
"The kingdom of God, the undefeated sword!"
"The kingdom of God, the immortal sango!"
The three protoss of the Protoss jointly exhibited the combination of the Protoss martial arts that Xiao Chen had once seen, and the golden light behind them, which led to an endless ocean, a country of ups and downs.
Xiao Chen didn't dare to take a nap, and directly took out his biggest card. With the Thunder, when the combination martial arts didn't connect to perfection, he hit the past.
Tai Chi yin and yang flame map!
Purple Ray really fires and Taiyin really fires, competing to chase, forming a charm suddenly, between the rotation, into one side of the world.
The flame diagram erected between the planes, with great power, suppressed the past.
嘭, 嘭, 嘭, three sounds, the three-handed light permeated the blade, turned into a ray of light, scattered on the spot, the flame map shines.
Xiao Chen reached out and the Taiji flame map swept the past at a faster speed. He slammed into the three people, and the golden ocean that was united behind him provoked huge waves, roaring again and again, fighting for death.
After all, the kingdom of God will sink into the sea, never again, and the sea will disappear. The three Protoss will each spit out a blood.
The Taiji flame figure shook a fiercely, sticking to the three people, hitting the wall of the main hall, and seriously wounding the three people again.
Xiao Chen with a strong force, no mercy, unscrupulous suppression of the three, this is an absolute confidence in their own strength.
A glimpse of the light, two flames returned to the eyes.
Two loud swords sounded, and the Green Wolf Swordsman and the Terran Middle-aged Swordsman once again killed.
Ssangyong play beads, no regrets!
Above the tip of the knife, a little Huaguang appeared, and it flashed away. It broke into the body of the middle-aged swordsman and formed a bright light on the chest.
On the slender blade, two dragon-shaped swords squirted out and flew directly toward the middle-aged swordsman.
The double dragon play beads that Wudi can only hardly pick up are enough for the middle-aged swordsman to be in a hurry, for a while.
The poor middle-aged swordsman who sent this comparison, Xiao Chen slashed his face to meet the blue-sword swordsman, the swords touched each other, and Mars was adorned with a group of eye-catching brilliance.
boom!
Many of the warriors who drowned in the water below, couldn't get out of the air, and they were overjoyed. They swarmed and flew toward Shitai.
Xiao Chen looked back, in the right eye, the real fire of the burning purple thunder, poured out, forming a flame of the ocean, fierce purple thunder really fire, instantly will rush in the forefront of the warrior, ordered a positive With.
A group of firemen screamed and fell on the ground, painfully rolling, thinking of various ways to extinguish the fire.
The fire is fierce, and the electric light contained in it is also the flash of the smashing, and the group of warriors are forced to retreat directly.
The three people of the Yi people got this fire, and there was a flash of light in their eyes, which was extremely exciting.
"Don't take the sword, let's wait!"
The three people who stood up in Chad, Xiao Chen couldn’t help but be angry. The purple thunder could not stop the crowd for a long time. After the middle-aged swordsman grabbed the double dragon play beads, it was really bad to take the sword. .
At this moment, it is the best chance to take a sword. I don’t know why the three people are not moving.
The demon princess first woke up, and quickly slammed into the body. When everyone was squandered, there was no difficulty in taking the sword into the ring.
Xiao Chen breathed a sigh of relief, recovered the true fire of the purple thunder, and a powerful move back to the Qing Wolf swordsman, slowly falling on the stone platform.
Looking at the empty stone platform, other people came back to God and suddenly woke up. It turned out that this Xiao Chen and the Yi people had joined forces. This high-profile, only attracted everyone's attention.
After receiving the knife and returning to the sheath, Xiao Chenmu’s center was hidden, and the four sides glanced around. He smiled slightly:
The treasure has the Lord, there is no need to continue playing.

The middle-aged swordsman who played the double dragon play beads under the hard squat, slightly wandering, wiped the blood stains on the corners of his mouth, looked at Xiao Chen with anger, and flew into the air.
The young wolf swordsman was quite depressed in his heart. He always felt like he was being played. In the face of so many people, he was played by Xiao Chen in the palm of his hand.
As for the three Protoss old people, they have already left this place, and one move was defeated by Xiao Chen. An old face is really nowhere to be placed.
Many of the Wusheng who prepared to fish in troubled waters looked at Xiao Chen with some taboos. They quickly flew into the air and went to the lower layer.
At the scene, only the three people of Xiao Chen and the Yi people were left.
The demon princess, the money comes, the hand has a blue headscarf, handed over the past: "Da En does not say thank you, this headscarf is not a secret treasure, but also some fresh and calm, but also hope Xiao The son accepted it."
Xiao Chen took the headscarf and felt a cool feeling. He came in and squatted. He felt that his fatigue had been swept away and his body was full of vitality.
This headscarf does not seem to be as ordinary as the other party said. Xiao Chen will collect it and indulge it. He said: "I have a goodbye, let me know!"
Looking at Xiao Chen’s disappearing figure on the transmission array, Mu Yun couldn’t help but say:
His Royal Highness, why don’t you tell him clearly? The one he just used is clearly purple, which is much better than the thunder. If he is willing to help, the hidden dangers of the deaf can be completely solved."
Murray also nodded: "I see this Xiaochen, not a cold-blooded and ruthless generation. Only with the kindness of my family and the Qing Emperor thousands of years ago, I can help out, and may not help people to help."
The sky with azure eyes flashed a bitter taste, and smiled slightly: "Forget it, there is a problem with the Leiji sword. It will be almost 10,000 years old. I have said something myself." Kind, where are the faces?"