Vol 3 Chapter 1226: Who else can fight with me?

boom!
Strong confrontation, happening in an instant.
Both of them are among the same generation, the top of the physical body, one can not find an opponent in the Star Sea, one can not find an opponent in the Kunlun continent.
Who is strong and who is weak, affects everyone's heart.
In the midst of changing circumstances, the sky was loud and loud, and it was uploaded from the ring. In the void, a small crack appeared, and the space was almost torn.
The mad dragon soared and danced around, but only one time of breathing, the winners and losers were separated.
Di Xin's body shape exploded, and the armor of the body appeared a crack, and then it was broken, and the head of the cloak was scattered, and it was backed up several times. The edge of the platform was only a line apart.
Xiao Chen turned back ten steps, a stain on his mouth, a cough, and three heavy blood spit, obviously not hurt.
In this case of hard hitting, the injured one thousand lost eight hundred, and there is almost no possibility of not hurting.
Ming knows that fighting in this way is not good for himself, but Xiao Chen is still a choice.
In addition to the inner desire, it is also necessary to prove to the moon palace that he is Xiao Chen, no matter who is in the sky, he can beat each other in the way that the other party is best at.
He wants to let the moon palace judge nothing to say, he wants to take the dragon gate in this world, the last mountain card.
Even if you are injured, you have no hesitation. For this reason, you are arrogant once, and you are arrogant, why not!
Di Xinhan's face was pale, and his appearance was a bit more wolf than Xiao Chen. He smiled bitterly: "My heavenly body is not worse than your Qinglong war, but unfortunately, in the control of strength, it is still inferior."
In the speech, a few mouthfuls of blood spit out, but there is not much depression on the face, it seems quite happy.
Xiao Chen calmly said: "My Qinglong warfare is made up of the day after tomorrow. Your heavenly body is innately formed. On the control of strength, I am sure to be stronger than you."
The reason is very good to explain, in order to cultivate into the Qinglong battle body, Xiao Chen needs to constantly explore and exercise.
The congenital body of the heavenly spirit does not need to be explored too much. It is only necessary to reinforce and improve its own cultivation.
The words kept going, Xiao Chen continued: "In reality, the innate warfare is obviously more convenient. If you don't prepare for me, the outcome will be unpredictable."
Di Xinhan smiled and said: "Qinglong Wang is modest, even if I don't prepare time for you, my hope of winning you is still very embarrassing. Your subtle control of strength is much stronger than me."
"This war, I have a heart-to-heart conviction, I can see the weakness of the Tianling battle body, and I will fight with you later."
After that, Di Xinhan turned free and easy, and drifted away.
Lost, Di Xinhan also lost, or lost to his strongest, a second defeat.
These endings have to be said to be frustrating. It really is that there is no chance for Xiao Chen to pull the knife.
The tens of thousands of years of the British-level event, the emergence of such a situation, has completely become a stage for outsiders. The warriors on the Mingyue Square, the taste of the heart, how bitter, can be imagined.
However, although bitter, but for Xiao Chen, many warriors, but there is not much hate and jealousy.
What Xiao Chen did was so good, although the words were mad, every battle was made by real power, and it was not acceptable.
Hey!
This time, I didn't wait for a long time. One of the jade buildings flew down quickly. It was a five-poisoned son, Chen Lin.
Why did it stop the game for a long time after the second time with Xiao Chen’s second move, only to have Di Xin’s debut.
This game, just ended, Chen Lin killed the past.
The reason is very simple, Xiao Chen is injured, carefully speaking, the injury is not light.
The battle with Di Xinhan seems to have defeated the opponent, but it is a real victory. The white clothes are stained with blood, and the internal organs are suffering from a lot of injuries. It is difficult to recover completely in a short time.
Chen Lin squinted, and the evil smiled: "I know that your current state, I certainly want to defeat me, so that the more the more serious the injury. Unfortunately, I will not give you this opportunity, my five poisons are best at It is a long time to torture the opponent."
His voice fell, there was no gift, and there was no chance to speak to Xiao Chen. He reached out and took a shot.
The endless black poisonous mist spurted out of his palm, and the time of blinking filled the entire ring.
The thick poisonous mist is between invisible and tangible.
The obvious richness is thick and viscous, but it seems to be somewhat illusory. It is very strange to reach out and grab it.
"This is the phantom poison of the five poisons!"
All the audience recognized the poisonous mist in the first time, and their faces showed a look of horror.
This kind of martial arts is very vicious, can not rely on the individual exercises to display, but also need to cooperate with the five poisons and revitalize the Wang Pin poison to be able to successfully display.
Once successfully applied, it can not be easily removed, it is very difficult, even if the old generation of the great emperor, met this poison fog has to flee.
"It's not easy to do this. The people who teach the five poisons are hard to get around. Not to mention that Xiao Chen has just been injured. It is the time when the body is weakest. When the poisonous mist comes out, it hurts and hurts."
"I haven't played yet, Chen Lin has an advantage."
"It is estimated that Chen Lin’s embarrassment will not confront Xiao Chen’s face. He will always torture Xiao Chen with poisonous mist. When he is completely weak, he will humiliate the Qinglong King again.

"But this way, even if it wins, it is too disgraceful."
Many people, sighing softly, watching Chen Lin occupy an advantage, there is not much joy.
If he is like a man, like Di Xinhan, even if he is defeated, everyone will think that he is a man.
This use of poisonous fog, against a person who has just been injured and is weak, is really unspeakable.
"Oh, Qinglong Wang, if you are begging for mercy now, I can give you a good time. Otherwise, this phantom poisonous mist will be hurt when you accumulate in your body, and you will only be more uncomfortable."
In the poisonous mist, Chen Lin came, erratic, and ridiculous laughter.
"Don't think too long, otherwise, when you ask me like a dog, I won't give you any chance."
Come and go like the wind, Chen Lin's figure seems to be almost integrated with the phantom poisonous fog, and can't be found.
Among the poisonous mists, Xiao Chen tried several times and used strong winds to blow away the poisonous mist. When he found that he was not successful, he gave up and directly slammed his mouth.
Inhale all the poisonous mists into the body and throw them into your dragon-shaped mark.
It seems that the toxic fog covering the entire ring, breaking into the mark of the heaven that he has not yet gathered, is like a poison dragon, thrown into the boundless sea.
In addition to splashing a few splashes, it is impossible to make waves.
His mark of the heavens, with hundreds of sacred spirits, did not fill up, could not succeed in close together, so what a poisonous fog is counted.
There is no thought in even refining the poisonous mist. Xiao Chen is allowed to be poisoned by the poisonous fog, and he is self-destructive in his majestic day.
The poisonous mist dissipated, and Chen Lin showed her body shape and was full of horror. It was incredible: "How could you accidentally swallow the phantom poisonous mist?"
Xiao Chen was too lazy to pay attention, raising his hand was a palm, and he took the past without mercy.
A bright moon from behind him, rising from the ground, with hot blood, burning like a fire.
Countless figures, with Xiao Chen a palm, boiled out from the moon, this palm writing pride, Linyi blood.
One palm shot, everyone's heart is like a spurt of fire, not extinguished, unbeaten in the millennium, all feel the passion of Qinglong Wangxin than the sky.
Under the suppression of the realm of martial arts and martial arts, facing Chen Chen’s millennium fire, Chen Lin did not have any resistance and was directly bombarded.
After landing, the whole body was injured and there was no perfect place. If it is not that Xiao Chen is still calm, and keep a hand, this palm can take Chen Lin directly to make a broken bone.
The moon fell, the work received, Xiao Chen took the hand and stood calmly, looking at the Quartet, Shen Sheng said: "Who else can fight with me, if you can block the two moves, then I will be defeated by Xiao Chen, not worth taking Take the last mountain card of the Dragon Gate!"