Vol 3 Chapter 1184: Looking back at the big chaos

The sound that suddenly sounded was slightly strange. Who was so bold and dared not give the face of Yunchen Xianzun.
Tianxinghai, who has the ambition to say this, is already here. Who is the comer?
Looking at the sound, I saw a person, a white robe, and the blood was not dry. It seemed that I had just experienced a battle. I couldn’t wait to rest.
The delicate face, the blue turban on the forehead, step by step, the cold face is ruthless, in addition to the cold and deep, the scorpion can not find the extra look.
"Xiao Chen, Qinglong Wang Xiaochen!"
This dress, this face, such as the slightly powerful warrior in the Xinghai today, I am afraid that I have seen it in the portrait.
In the sea of ​​clouds, kill the Eight Emperors, and then the two major emperors of the South China Sea Dragon Palace.
Dare to give the Virgin the pulse, dare to go to the saints in public, such a character, only Kunlun mainland, Qinglong Wang Xiaochen.
Who will, do not know the name of the Qinglong King.
It is a pity that these characters, only twenty years old, are destined to die young and die. It will only be like a meteor, shining for a while, and quickly falling.
But now, no one dares to swear at him, and no one wants to find uncomfortable.
"Xiao Chen! Qinglong Wang Xiaochen, I have heard of you. But your reputation is big, you must also keep the minimum rules. Now this sword, according to the rules, is already my Gongshan jade."
Gongshan jade brows slightly wrinkled, halfway to kill a bite gold, really unlucky.
It can be hard work, and it is hard to get the sword of despair from the hands of many Tianjiao. It is the last step. He said that he will not give up.
Xiao Chen did not care for him, and glanced at the early sword, but fortunately, the sword of despair was still there, and was not taken away.
On the way, Xiao Chen rushed over, not coincidentally hitting a top-quality beast. With the strength of the quasi-emperor Xiaocheng, coupled with the deceitful character, the fee went to Xiaochen for a while.
I thought that when I arrived, the sword of despair was taken away, and I didn't expect it.
"Xiao Chen, do you even keep the most basic rules?"
Gongshan Yu sees Xiao Chen, ignores it, and reveals the color of dissatisfaction.
"Rules? Are you ordering rules?"
Xiao Chen smiled a little, and there was no rule, no rules, no rules can be fixed, and nothing must be kept.
At least, it is not used to keep the rules of this mountain.
Hey!
After vacating, Xiao Chen flew directly toward the sword, and Gongshan Jade shouted: "Block him!"
The two younger brothers, immediately hands-on, long-sleeved swaying, a large magic weapon, pieces with the power to open the mountains and break the sea, swept away toward Xiao Chen.
There are flying swords flashing the cold mans, the big seal inscribed the mountains and rivers, the iron net is full of flames, full of momentum.
Xiao Chen didn't look at it. The beautiful scenery of the mountains and rivers, flying from the palms, mountains and rivers, gathered together into a picture, and blocked all the magic weapons at the same time.
The figure is flickering, and it goes straight to the sword of despair in the sword.
Seeing that Xiao Chen was so reckless, he was greatly embarrassed and flew over to the sword. Many people couldn't help but think about it. This sword of despair is not so good.
If Xiao Chen forcibly took the sword and was injured, there is a great chance to stay here.
The black desperate hurricane, above the sword, whistling, whistling away, sweeping around.
boom!
Xiao Chen reached out and punched it, and it slammed into the hurricane. He only heard a loud noise, which turned into a real desperate hurricane. Under his fist, he was smashed.
In such a scene, many people were shocked on the spot. The former Tianjiao who took the sword did not dare to resist this wind. They all used it to avoid it.
But Xiao Chen is the extreme of overbearing. There is no such thing as wanting to dodge. It is a punch that will smash the desperate storm.
Hard to bear, the moment of the hurricane breaking, the powerful shock wave brought by desperation.
For example, there is nothing wrong with it. Xiao Chen walks in the air above the sword, and punches it out, and all the black hurricanes that are coming on are smashed.
"His state of mind is cultivated, how strong!"
Not only the arrogance of the peers, but also the warriors of the older generations, their faces have changed.
The ability to crush the desperate storm, they have, nothing, can hardly resist the moment of hurricane breaking, the meaning of despair.
If you are not careful, you will fall into a illusion and be unable to extricate yourself.
The red robes of the previous five poisons were swept away by Yu Bo, and they were trapped in the illusion. They were not assisted by external forces and could not come out.
But Xiao Chen, but hard to bear, more than a dozen hurricane broken desperate shock waves, like nothing.
Land, reach out, hold the sword.
Wan Jian Qi Ming, synthesizing a gas, such as the meteor chasing the moon, toward the back of Xiao Chen, stinging.
The black hurricane that was previously smashed was re-converged with the moment that Xiao Chen held the hilt. Turned into a sly beast, opened his mouth and rushed toward Xiao Chen.
It seems that the discussion is good, that is, at this moment, Zhou Tianxing Palace Chu Yang, the chest suddenly shines, like half of the big day, emitting thousands of golden light.
Every golden light beam, the flames burned, and the dark space of the desperate city suddenly became brighter.
Cold Shaofan's face sank, the palm of his hand was shot on the chariot, four deep sea dragons pulling the chariot, roaring out, with boundless Longwei, strangled the past toward Xiao Chen.
The red poisoned son of the five poisons, sneer, and at the same time, a large snake formed by a black poisonous mist, swinging between the morning and the morning.
There are still some, I hope that the water will be smashed and distracted.
In an instant, in the morning of Xiao Chen holding the hilt of the hilt, the overwhelming attacks, such as violent storms, hail and heavy snow, poured into the basin.
As long as he dares to continue to draw the sword, under the pressure of so many attacks, even the Qinglong King will have to lose half of his life.
On the top of the golden chariot, the moon ice cloud suddenly got up, and there was some movement on the face of the ancient well, and the impression of the crescent was on the eyebrows. A little bit of light appeared, and a powerful force was slowly accumulating.
Yiling stood aside and was slightly surprised. He said: "Miss Ice Cloud doesn't have to worry, I think he will know how to retreat and know how to choose."
Under such a crisis, everyone thought that Xiao Chen would give up the time of drawing the sword.
The white man who took the sword of despair, looked back, and shone with gold and white, and flew out of his eyes.
The origin of the sun's overcast fire, competing to chase, the real Taiji yin and yang flame map, was used by Xiao Chen for the first time in actual combat.
boom!
The two extreme opposites of yin and yang, under the combination of Taiji diagrams, are perfectly blended to form a fascinating gold pattern.
Between the planes, one space is fixed, like a wall, which separates the world into two worlds.
All the attacks hit the flame map, with a multiplier of power, and quickly reflected back.
Whoever has just shot the heaviest, the most unfortunate at this moment, was seriously injured by his own attack, and even fainted a lot.
The heavens and the earth are in chaos, and all kinds of horrible waves are sweeping away from the eight sides, screaming and undulating.
When the flame map disappeared, Xiao Chen sighed lightly and pulled out the sword of despair.
Hey!
In the meantime, the sound of the rupture of the long sword, the sound of the sword on the top of the sword, a long sword with a handle, all broken into pieces.
With a strong force, the rotation of the four sides, the energy contained in each piece of debris, is no less than a full-scale attack by a great master.
What is even more terrifying is that there is residual despair in the debris.
"scatter!"
The arrogance of the various parties around the sword, as well as hundreds of major repairs, all exposed to the horror of the color, scattered away, hurriedly avoid.
The scene that was already confusing was suddenly more unbearable, and some of the disciples between the same door were isolated.
The center of the storm is always a quiet, chaotic scene, and Xiao Chen, who started as a leader, is also a peaceful face.
Looking around, four people, less than one person within five kilometers.
Xiao Chen’s line of sight fell on the sword of the sword of despair, and he looked at the sword with great interest and touched the sword with his right hand.
Feeling the desperate temperament of his fingertips, he praised him, and he seemed to have no fear of the desperate gas that made the world fear.
The wind and the waves subsided, and a group of Tianjiao were scattered, and they were all embarrassed. In the chaos just now, almost no one was spared.
Even Yiling and Yue Bingyun on the gold chariot have been in a hurry for a while, and their clothes have been cut off by the blade fragments.
As for the previous sneak attack on Xiao Chen, it was even more unfortunate. It was not hurt by the flame map.
In the back of a wave of swords attack, there are several prospective emperors Xiaocheng's existence, so as to avoid it, so I lost my life.
"Xiao Chen!"
Chu Yang and others, screaming unharmed, and Xiao Chen, who enjoys the sword for leisure, all of them are angry.
Feeling a lot of bad eyes, Xiao Chen smiled slightly and collected the sword of despair. The faint saying: "Thank you for the beauty of adults, Xiaomou took a step!"