Chapter 671: Death threat

Listening to the words of Teng Li at the moment, I felt the anger of the vine at the moment, and Wang Chen took a deep breath and his face became very incomparable.
Obviously, the vine is angry.
"War."
A deep breath, Wang Chen shouted.
The first battle is now inevitable. In any case, today, Fujiki will not let him go easily.
In this case, at this moment, Wang Chen is hoping that the vine will appear and appear in front of himself.
At the very least, it’s a battle.
Otherwise, in the current situation, even the enemy can not find anywhere, so below, Wang Chen will only be more passive.
"Ha ha ha...well, very good..."
Wang Chen’s words made Harry’s anger smirk.
"Since you are so anxious to find death, then I will let you die."
When I saw Wang Chen, I dared to declare war.
I don't want to say the answer I want to know.
It doesn't matter.
As long as you kill Wang Chen, then you know everything.
Ni Cang...Bei Chen, these two great living people, can't really disappear from the air.
Teng Li does not believe that Wang Chen is dead. These two people can still be hidden by Wang Chen.
"Don't die..."
Thinking of this, Teng Li roared, and the next moment, finally launched his offense.
He didn't want to waste time with Wang Chen.
咻咻...
The figure flashed, and finally, within this vain field, there was movement.
In the distorted space, a glimpse of a figure flashed past.
"Roll."
When I heard this voice, Wang Chen jumped in his heart and quickly stopped in the direction of his judgment.
Hang...
Just, the next moment, Wang Chen was wide-eyed, and then, in a dull crash, his whole man was smashed out of Hong.
Even, there is no chance of even a little resistance.
Wang Chen, judged the wrong direction.
He didn't even touch the half of the velvet of the vine, but he had already been blasted out.
This void space, all the pictures left, and the source of the sound, completely distorted because of the overlapping of time and space, completely blinded Wang Chen’s judgment.
噗噗噗...
The mouth spouted two blood, and Wang Chen’s face was pale at the moment.
"How could this be..."
The heart of Wang Chen seems to suffocate at the moment.
This vain field... It seems that Wang Chen began to teach him the horror.
"Kid, die..."
Just, not waiting for Wang Chen to land, the next moment, the cold snoring of the vines is once again coming.
This time, it is still silent, even if Wang Chen just heard the sound too late to observe, it is again hit hard...
Touch...
It was another dull crash.
Wang Chen’s whole body seems to be splitting, and every cell of hiss seems to be mourning.
Teng Li appeared quietly at Wang Chen’s side, once again giving him a fatal blow...
咔咔咔...
Between the vagueness, Wang Chen heard his own bone cracking...
This makes Wang Chen's heart cool.
Even if the vines appear, they are still a little low-level force.
This virtual field is really weird and powerful.
If you don't leave the field, go on, you can only passively beat until you die...
This makes Wang Chen feel desperate and powerless.
This is the absolute power. It turns out that the gap between myself and the vine is still so big.
It is worthwhile to be able to reach the top three areas. In this field, several people can deal with and resist.
"Kid, let me die..."
When Wang Chen felt desperate, the voice of Teng Li was once again coming.
The repeated source is in the ear, as if it came from all directions, with endless confusion.
A sense of crisis of suffocation filled Wang Chen's body, and the death of the cold, deep into his bone marrow.
"No, ......"
Thinking of this, although Wang Chen’s body is still in the air, he is unwilling to use all his strength to sweep Yuan Lizhi’s soldiers in front of him.
He expands his offensive range as much as possible, even if he reduces his attack power.
What Wang Chen can do now is to blindly resist, to expand the range of resistance as much as possible, in order to counter the attack of Fujio.
Bumps...
However, Wang Chen’s plan is once again failing.
The attack of Fujio is like the sword that penetrated Wang Chen.
It’s from the front, from the direction that Wang Chen’s sword swept out.
However, Wang Chen did not resist, he was once again hit hard...
咔咔咔...
It’s another burst of bones.
Wang Chen felt that his ribs were broken again.
Touch...
His body was once again bombarded by tens of meters and fell on the ground.
Static, under this attack, waiting for Wang Chen is endless quiet.
That quiet, let Wang Chen’s heart seem to stop beating.
That quiet, as if it was the silence before death, the silence before the storm.
"Say, still don't say,"
The voice of Fujiwa came again.
At this moment, Wang Chen was seriously injured, but Fujio was not in a hurry to kill Wang Chen. He was coldly smashed.
"Hume."
Wang Chen clenched his teeth and endured the pain at the moment, and he screamed.
He wouldn’t tell Teng Li, whether he said it or not, he didn’t believe that Fujii would let himself go because he said it.
The hatred between the two is already endless.
Struggling to get up, Wang Chen clenched the AFC Champions League. At this moment, his face was cold, his eyes were full of murderous, and he was resolute.
"Hey, look for death."
When I saw Wang Chen, I still didn’t let go, and Rattan was completely angry.
"In this case, I will smash you a corpse."
The cold road of the vine chestnut.
The cold light flashes and the sword is stunned.
The next moment, a crisis of death pervades.
The sword is so strong that Wang Chen feels deeply.
"Before."
Wang Chen's eyelids jumped, holding his breath, and the front, just in front of him, the cold light flashed at this moment.
When I saw this scene, Wang Chen didn't dare to care about it, and he quickly rushed to send the troops of Yuanli in his hands.
"Not good..."
Just, very soon, Wang Chen is sinking to the bottom.
is wrong.
He once again misjudged, this cold light is nothing.
In this vain field, because of the relationship between time and space, his judgment is completely wrong. Even the swords and murderousness he feels are diffused after the refraction. This is not the true body of the vine. Where is it.
"Hahaha...dead, kid."
The cold breath came from behind Wang Chen, and the sneer of Fujio was behind Wang Chen.
This makes Wang Chen’s heart jump wildly.
Teng Li, now behind him.
This time, Wang Chen really felt the breath, or that the vines did not hide the breath.
It’s too close, too close to the point where Wang Chen couldn’t respond.
The feeling of death will cover Wang Chen.
It seems that Wang Chen saw the door to hell, and this moment was opening to him. It seems that he saw the smile of death.
"No..."
Want to dodge, at this moment, Wang Chen is unable to dodge.
Death, do you really want to accept death?
Wang Chen is unwilling to do this moment, but what can he do?
He can only work hard to move his body sideways and avoid it as much as possible.
However, doing so is still in vain.
叮...
However, just in the case of Wang Chen’s desperation, suddenly, a crisp crash came.
No pain, no cold, no death.
Wang Chen...he turned out to be...not hit.
This...
"Chen, go, I am dragging him."
Afterwards, when Wang Chen was surprised, there was a white voice around him.
White.
Yes, isn't it?
At the moment, it appeared next to Wang Chen, and it was the person who helped Wang Chen to resist the attack. It was not a white one.
Before the day, it was covered with Wang Chen in this nihilistic field.
Just because of the serious injury of Bai Yu, Wang Chen did not pinpoint too much hope, and the strength of Bai Yu is even weaker than Wang Chen today.
What can he do for him?
And Teng Li is also obviously neglecting the white-haired, non-threatening person directly.
But, this is the forgotten white, at the moment, at the most critical time, it appears in the most popular place.
He seems to be waiting around.
At this moment, he seized the opportunity to block the fatal blow of Fujimori.
"Give me a roll..."
With a little time, Wang Chen bit his teeth, and the troops of Yuan Li swept out.
Calling...
The flames are all over the sky, and the dragons roar.
When the vine is also a distraction, Wang Chen’s Yuanlizhi, this time, can finally threaten the vine.
"Roll."
Returning to God, seeing the long soldiers that Wang Chen swept, the vine was angry.
It was actually resisted, and the most crucial time was not to kill Wang Chen.
"蝼 ants, you two ants, you are looking for death..."
Geng Li’s angry martyrdom.
The appearance of the white scorpion made the vines completely mad.
"Hold your arm and stop it."
After then, the roar came and the vines did not hide, and a sword resisted.
叮...
The roaring sound broke out, but the vine was not shocked, but Wang Chen was flying out of Hong.
Wang Chen in the heyday is not the opponent of Fujimori. How could it be the opponent of Teng Li at the moment.
Under this attack, Wang Chen was once again shaken out.
"Death, both of you will die."
Then, the roar of the vines came.
This time, he really wants to kill him.
"Give me a roll..."
After a shot of Wang Chen, Fujii did not stop, but directly attacked the day.
The seriously injured white pheasant is not the opponent of Fujimori. Under the attack of Fujimori, the white cockroach body was suddenly thrown away.
Under a sweep, the white stork was bombarded hundreds of meters, life and death are unknown.
However, obviously, even if you are alive, the estimate is almost the same.
Add Wang Chen at the moment...
There is no crisis in the past.
At this moment, Wang Chen once again felt such a death threat.
Death.
At the moment, Wang Chen’s mind is left with this idea.
When I look at the vines that disappeared in front of me again, suddenly, Wang Chen feels so weak.