Vol 20 Chapter 1382: 9 years 1 dream

Finally, I am very happy.
For the topaz, Longchen is a man of the Emperor Wuzheng. They used to say that it was true that some of them were not pleasing to the eye, but at the moment, it was downright support for Longchen.
Let the warrior of the Emperor Wudi Palace rob the fiancee of the first generation of the Sword Soul Emperor. This is a very exciting thing.
Huang Yu certainly does not think that Long Chen will lose, but he is still worried.
The same is true of others.
"Breaked." The dynasty smashed, the sword in his hand, had already descended to the top of Longchen, but Longchen did not move at all. He gently lifted his left hand, and when the other side was under a sword, it was actually magnificent. His left index finger is blocked by a sharp blade.
"He is crazy." The people were shocked. In any case, the dragon sword also had two lines. No one in the presence could face the attack in the face, but greeted each other.
In the first moment, everyone got up.
"Frightened." The king smiled in his heart. He felt that he was really overestimating this kid. He was scared by a few words.
The dragon sword whispers.
At that moment, Longchen’s left index finger became a paw, too clawed of the dragon, too hard, more than everything.
clang.
A harsh sound passed around.
Then, everyone saw an unimaginable picture. The sword of the dynasty was full of strength, and the sword was swaying at the fingertips of Longchen, and it was impossible to enter.
And Long Chen, no harm.
Next, it is even more shocking.
At the moment when the dynasty was sluggish, Longchen took the sword of the dragon sword backhand, and suddenly slammed it, and the right hand slammed it out. The heaven and earth boiled, the heavy punch could not withstand the heavy impact on the lower abdomen of the dynasty. The screaming noise of the scorpion, the dragon sword in the hands of the dynasty was robbed by Longchen, and it was poured on the ground. The twitching was not only, and the punch of Longchen directly smashed his stomach.
This battle has only lasted for an instant, and can only be described by spikes. It can be said that the strength of two people is not on one level, one on the sky and one on the ground.
At that moment, everyone almost did not believe in their own eyes. Long Chen was too relaxed and too comfortable. He was like a random lesson to teach a weak person. His anger disappeared. In this battle, he stood in a battle. In the highest position, the dynasty is just an ant, a small ant.
"This is also... too exaggerated..." Even the topaz of Zhenwu Emperor's Palace said something incredible.
On the other hand, the eyes of Lingbi and others were even more stunned, and the face was stunned.
Long Chen succeeded in a move, but did not continue to work, holding the dragon sword, he stepped back a few steps, the dragon sword has the power of the dynasty, at this time trembled, attracted by the dynasty, struggling toward the dynasty, Long Chen used the power of Nirvana to attack, like holding an elephant, holding the sword firmly and holding it in his own hands.
"puff."
The dynasty had a black vomit on the ground, four feet on the ground, and slowly climbed up. At this moment, his face was pale and his face was dull. When he saw Longchen indifferent and smiled and stood in front of him, he held him in his hand. After the dragon sword, he was only a spirit and woke up.
Long Chen gradually approached him and said in the original tone of the dynasty: "Seeing it, this is the real power."
"Impossible." The dynasty snorted and shivered, tears fell, and he instantly became extremely mad. The whole person was crazy, gathering the power of the world, and hysterically shouted: "斩龙剑, give I'm back."
Under his traction, the dragon sword screamed and shook, but it was completely out of control of Long Chen. Long Chen looked at him with cold eyes and walked step by step to his eyes. "I tell you, this is the real thing." The power, do you understand?"
"Go to hell, beast." The dynasty was furious, and one finger stabbed toward Longchen. The finger instantly condensed the sky, and Mori was incomparable. It was necessary to run through the body of Longchen, but did not want Longchen to be faster. The dragon sword waved and a finger flew into the sky.
The dynasty once again fell to the ground, blood stained on the body, this scene compared with the dynasty of the dynasty, the gap is really too big, this is simply the strength is not a level of people in the contest, it is completely dragon Chen is in the abuse of the dynasty.
"Before the guy blew it so badly, he really got up and didn't even qualify for Longchen's toe."
"It’s just playing your own face, oh, it’s really laughing at me.

More people, the heart is extremely admired Longchen, according to the development of Longchen, it is not necessarily impossible to make a big fight.
"Ah, ah."
The dynasty climbed up again and looked at the broken finger. His eyes were full of blood and tears. Although his fingers could grow soon, his inner defense line was completely destroyed by Longchen, and the strong will in Longchen’s will. Under the force, the dynasty of the horror found that the teenager in front of him was already a with high heaven and earth, and he was just a small ant under his feet.
The contrast between before and after was too big, the fear of death shrouded him, the dynasty trembled, and looked at Longchen with fear, while retreating.
"Where do you want to go." Long Chen came to his eyes with a flash, pinched his neck, lifted his body, and let his feet sway in the air in horror, Long Chen's arm strength Very large, the dynasty almost suffocated, he held Long Chen's arm, wanting Long Chen to loosen, a pair of eyeballs sluggishly watching Longchen, almost fell from the eyelids.
"Remember, when you stood at a height I could never reach, tell me what is the real power, don't worry, I want to let you know today, what is the taste in my heart." Long Chen's words, Like a nightmare, it sounded in his ear.
The whole heart of the dynasty was shaking, and the legs kept shaking.
Under the extreme panic, his strength can be used for almost the same achievement. Just after the war, Longchen used absolute strength and suppressed him.
The dragon sword is raised high.
Long Chen did not say anything. The dragon sword arrived in the stomach of the dynasty. He was slow and slowly stabbed in. It was a long pain, and the dynasty sent out a scream of tears, until 斩Dragon sword pierced from his back.
The blood drops.
In this process, the tremors of the dynasty were even more severe. Tears began to appear in his eyes, and he struggled with weakness. But his heart still exists in the power of his own fantasy. He bit his teeth and shouted: "You are not my opponent, you are still not my opponent, Long Chen, you are just ants, you can't understand my strength, you are just a dog all your life."
Hehe.
One leg was cut directly by Longchen.
Long Chen threw the dragon sword to the ground. He began to be empty-handed, carrying a dynasty, and the other hand, a fist punched on the dynasty, this is his vent, and there have been too many depressions in the past nine years. Although he is standing in the highest position, although he is calm enough, he can't control it.
After three punches, the dynasty has already covered in blood.
"Enough." The shocking coffin finally screamed, and the martial artists with three swordsmen’s palaces rushed up. In any case, the dynasty was the soul of the Soul of the Soul, and Long Chen was very strong. The imagination of the coffin, but the people of the Soul of the Soul, can not be tortured by Long Chen.
The coffin is the first to take the lead, and the Taiji Excalibur sacrifices to the Longchen. The Taiji Excalibur has a total of black and white. It has a mixture of yin and yang, which condenses the aura of heaven and earth. It is a Taoist device with two lines. The spirit of the spirits is profound, and it has been submerged for many years. It is definitely the level of the topaz, which is no more than the dynasty.
The other three, compared with the coffin, are far from each other.
The coffin did not use up his strength, just to avoid Longchen.
"Master Wong Yu, let's do it, they join hands to bully the people of our real Wudi Palace." Cang Xuanji, who holds the Qinglong Town Prison Sword, said.
"He can deal with it." Topaz said four words.
Longchen knows that he has shot. In the hands of Longchen, Lingbi is also an important figure. He is a person who has a relationship with Lingbi. Longchen will never hurt him, but he needs to prove something.
This is the same level of confrontation.
To Long Chen, the dynasty was put away. It was just a joke. At this moment, Long Chen glared at the neck of the dynasty and suddenly turned back before the tyrannical Taiji Excalibur, and the one-handed finger stabbed toward the Taiji Excalibur.
"Zhou is very pointed."
The first heavy-world refers to the horror of time and chaos. A mysterious force is like ripples. The space and the attack of the coffin slammed into each other, bursting into the air, and the coffin held the Taiji Excalibur, but still Let Longchen shake out and fly out very far, and the other three are directly squirting blood to the ground.
Hey.
Everyone is ashamed.
This is the true strength of Longchen. The dynasty and him are really not a level. He is able to shake the coffin in one stroke and actually kill the dynasty.
"I convinced." Longchen repelled the coffin, and once again hit a bang on the body of the dynasty, his movements quickly ~ EbookFREE.me ~ throw the dynasty in the air, as a sandbag, a record of heavy Punch.
Hey.
A fist punched as if it was ringing in the ears of the people. The bones were broken, the internal organs were shattered, and the muscles broke. The scalp was numb, and the dynasty could not speak. He could only make screams once and for all. .
"Long Chen."
"Let me go, you will die, you will die."
Long Chen turned a deaf ear and asked: "Do you convinced, who is a beast, who is an ant."
At this moment, Long Chen, domineering and indifferent, reveals a suffocating sigh in the eyebrows, making the dynasty more and more panic, more and more chaotic, the horror of death, surrounded by his heart.
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Ok, finally stick to it, write another chapter tomorrow at 8 o'clock, everyone go to sleep.
Still owing 12 more, this pothole nightmare like the National Day...