Vol 3 Chapter 1363: Who is angry with the overlord?

After this move, more than 30 of the more than perfect emperors, half of them will not stand up again.
A little weaker, the body even splits directly, and the scar looks scary and scary. If it weren't for the mixed-race demons, the physical quality itself would be strong. In addition, it seems that the people are perfect and they all die.
Fifteen or six people who were able to stand up, in addition to the top figures such as the top ten, the combat power went to seven seven eight eight.
A knife, powerful!
Xiao Chen is not tired now, sweating on his forehead, this trick consumes not only the power of the law, but also the spiritual power.
The whole portrait is hollowed out, but the feeling in the heart is only two, and it is fun.
That's right, it's fun.
After the re-emphasis, the moment was brilliant, and this moment was finally entered into the room by the original, completely reaching the realm of Xiaocheng.
Most of the quasi-emperors, even if they are lucky enough to get the Chinese martial arts, the complete release is more difficult.
Like Xiao Chen, it can be freely retracted and then made small. Described by the rarity, there is a point that is not enough to match the understanding of Xiao Chen.
The meaning of Xiaocheng’s representativeness is that it can fully utilize the power of the Chinese-style martial arts.
Many of them, but even the down-to-earth martial arts, can only play the power of 50% or 60%, let alone the Chinese martial arts.
Being so crushed, it’s not awkward to say.
The emperor, who was hiding in the distance, was a little scared and stunned. The deterrentness brought by this trick was too great.
Xiao Chen looked coldly at the front standing with more than a dozen people. The sarcasm and ridicule on the faces of these people had long since disappeared, and they were replaced by deep jealousy.
"Abominable, the Chinese martial arts, even he was cultivated into the realm of Xiaocheng."
Looking at Xiao Chen, where the clothes are flying, more than a dozen people hate to gnash their teeth. Where can they think of just being a great emperor of the peak, and they will be so embarrassed that they will be perfect.
Xiao Chen emptied the void, the invisible king's domineering, exuded from him, the stirring of the heavens and the earth changed, and the winds and clouds surged.
His gaze, sharp and unparalleled, reveals this strong mind, and people simply can't look straight.
They simply don't know what kind of obsession with Xiao Chen for the flower of this life.
There is no magic Yuan Dan, these days of arrogance, through the bonfire, just added some difficulty.
There is no flower of birth, Xiao Chen can not become an emperor, and everything will become vain. His dreams, his hopes, will be all empty.
With the four words of life, there is no such thing as a joke.
Under such a powerful momentum, some of the remaining dozens of people did not dare to act rashly. At one time, there was a stalemate.
It is hard to imagine that Xiao Chen, who was not optimistic in advance, relied on this knife in his hand to really stop more than 30 great consuls.
Ticking, the blood in the sky, mixed with dust, still lingering, and even getting worse.
The brilliant aftermath of this spurt can be more than one or two levels stronger than the previous wave of killings.
In the swamp, I was innocent and was hanged. I don’t know how many pythons.
Let this rain and rain become more fierce, falling on the person's body, and soon the clothes will be wet, and the white robe will be red.
In the rain, Xiao Chen’s eyes were cold and indifferent, leaving the raindrops on his body. There was no retreat above the momentum.
A little bit of the past, when you look at a few people, you will kill the mutant python that has been seriously injured.
The heart of Yan Yan and others, in this rain, appears to be more impetuous, and wants to rush over several times.
As long as the eyes touched the sight of Xiao Chen, look at those who are still lying on the ground, who are constantly suffering, and the illusion of the previous glory.
If you don’t have a heart, you will feel a sigh of relief and you will not be moved. Even the strongest phlegm is no exception.
Was hit by the brilliant front of the moment, he now only has 70% of combat power.
According to his speculation, if the brilliant power of this stroke is entirely borne by him alone, he will be seriously injured if he does not die.
God knows, this guy will not, fight for a life and then come back.
Certainly, looking at Xiao Chen’s eyes, Yan Yan’s heart felt chilling and thought that this guy would definitely.
As long as someone dares to step forward, even if he pays the price of his life, he will drag the person in front into hell.
It’s ridiculous, and it’s also a good thing for the devil to be among the top ten.
In front of this outsider, there is a timid mentality in this young man who is younger than himself.
The companions around me can't bring any sense of security to themselves.
This is a kind of grievance, the right hand is clenched, and the fingers are almost in the flesh and blood. He groaned with a sigh of relief, but he still dared not go forward.
This is true of even Yan Yan, let alone other people who stand with him. But let them go now, but they are not willing to say anything, and the situation has been deadlocked.
The dilemma is to say that this is the situation of the gang of people.
Hey!
At this time, the rain of the death swamp, a sigh of mourning. The huge snake head of the mutant python was finally cut down by the singer and the singer after paying a difficult price.
In an instant, blood is like a spring, and it rises to the sky, letting this slightly weakened blood rain, once again violently floated down.
Three thousand years of variation of the python, so dead, there is violent energy, exudes. Forming a rapid gust of wind, above the swamp, the slap in the face, squeaking, like a ghost crying.
The screams of screaming, what is represented, everyone knows.
For a moment, the deadlocked scene was instantly broken, and the temptation from the Magic Yuandan finally defeated the fear of the heart at this moment.
There are more than a dozen people in the front, and there are a large number of quasi-emperors in the distance. It is like a group of wolves that have been waiting for a long time.
At this moment, my eyes are bright and all move.
But just the moment they just got up, the whole body was drenched, and Xiao Chen, full of blood, slammed with a long knife in his hand, bursting out with a burst of anger.
"Who dares to move!"
With this anger, there are thousands of thunder and lightning, and Xiao Chen has his own limit of the will of the Thunder, all of which are contained in these three words.
The moment when the voice fell, in the sea, the fascinating Thunder symbol, completely disappeared.
Turning into the tens of thousands of lightning falling in the sky, 10,000 roads contain the lightning of the limit of the thunder, and at the same time cut through the sky, what kind of scene will be.
At this moment, like the end of the world, the electro-optic that can no longer be described, completely lost the color of this colorful world.
Only the rest, black and white.
Xiao Chen’s roaring action, under the mapping of electric light, seems desolate and overbearing. If those who get up and move are wolves, Xiao Chen is the king of the beast, a tyrant who makes people feel scared by nature.
Overlord is angry, who dares to move!
Many of the quasi-emperents who were blinded by their desires, under this roar of anger, were all forced back by their lives.
Even the demon elite, who is as strong as the top ten, is also shocked by this explosion, and he is not afraid to shake his mind and fall into disappointment.
Some who are timid and who are not strong will drink in this anger. It was even falling into the air, legs and feet numb, falling directly, being shivered and shivering, unable to retreat.
Who dares to move, no one dares to move!