Vol 3 Chapter 1549: Defender

The yellow sand approached, and the battle flag of the rolling vision in the sky greeted the wind and hunted.
The wind and sand blows people out of their eyes, and the big force strikes like a swallowing beast to open up a huge mouth, to engulf Xiao Chen.
Standing in the morning, Xiao Chen, facing the boundless yellow sand, looks very incomparably, and looks even more swaying than the boat with the cusp. It seems that the next moment, it will be blown out by the battle of hundreds of gods.
clang!
A dull and heavy noise, the bronze sword behind Xiao Chen, sloshing, fell to the feet of Xiao Chen.
With one hand dragging the sword, a vision emerged from the back of Xiao Chen, the wind rushed, the lightning thunder, the mad dragon called. In the end, all the visions turned into a knife and traversed the sky.
With the dull sound of the swordsman resounding, a dazzling knife and a knife-like wind broke out.
Flying from the sky, igniting the boundless general trend, hard to live in the morning of Xiao Chen, all over the yellow sand, blowing dry and clean. Exposed, more than 800 gods, and the presence of the emperor and other people.
Eight hundred gods, all of them shine and pull each other. If you look closely, you will find that the frequency of the flashing lights on these gods is exactly the same, as if they have been integrated.
As the light flashed, the flag of the eight hundred Protoss in the sky swayed, and the golden light shone.
The emperor lacks a look of coldness standing behind the eight hundred gods, and Xiahou, Xie Zixuan, and the imperial concubine of the sect of the gods, watching Xiao Chen, eyes, without a trace of feelings.
"Xiao Chen, you are really daring, but dare to break a person. But this is also good, I am looking for you everywhere. After killing you, I will kill everyone you care about!"
The emperor lacked high and high, and he expressed his indifference to Xiao Chen.
Xiao Chen’s head lifted slightly, his vision crossed the eight hundred gods, his eyes were slightly stunned, and his faint words:
Look at your ability to kill me.

"If you are bent on running, I really can't kill it, but after you have broken it, I don't think it's hard to kill you, do it!"
The words of the emperor are indispensable, and the ice is cold to the extreme, after the silence is finished.
Listen to the eight hundred gods of their orders, immediately start, each vacated, ready to come together. A joint blow, directly killing Xiao Chen, when they first hand, but directly broke the Spark City defense defense.
Xiahou is waiting for people, looking at Xiao Chen’s eyes, some complicated.
The courage is commendable, and one person blocks them, which is a battle for Fang Baiyu and his party. It also prevented the big decisive battle and the dangerous situation that broke out in advance, but it put itself in a desperate situation.
It’s theirs, I’m afraid no matter who they are, they don’t have the courage.
In their eyes, Xiao Chen is already a dead person, even if he can fortunately block the joint attack of the eight hundred gods. They can't hide, they will then fill the knife, the emperor has no shortage and no need to shoot, you can watch Xiao Chen die in front of himself.
If Xiao Chen did not kill Tian Youxi, the emperor would not lose his sense of reason without using the eight hundred gods to deal with Xiao Chen alone.
The gods are scattered, and the strength of Xiao Chen is enough to make it easy. It is a pity that there is no such thing in the world.
call out!
Between the heavens and the earth, the temperature suddenly dropped sharply, and a piece of snow fell from the sky.
"what happened?"
The first one felt uncomfortable. He reached for a clip and a snowflake melted in his hand. Can be turned but not scattered, after melting, it is actually a little flame burning.
His face changed slightly and he looked up quickly.
I saw Xiao Chen with white hair and dancing in the wind. The whole person was bathed with a layer of frost. Raise your right hand and push it forward gently. In the palm of your hand, a touch of cold light is like a white lightning.
Shaking the human eye, the next moment, I saw the eight hundred gods that will be gathered together, all contaminated with a strange white flame.
The flame is not only icy, but also constantly devours the power of the gods in these gods, so that their strength suddenly drops.
Hey!
One by one, they fell from the air and died of pain. The light of the body, the flag of the sky, were all broken down by this sudden situation, and dissipated on the spot.
"It's so cold, so cold."
"What kind of flame is this, can't get rid of it!"
Many gods, endure severe pain, kneel and seat, want to expel Tian Xueyan. However, it was found that the flames of soft flames melted in flesh and blood, almost in the bones, and they could not be completely removed at one and a half.
Originally, this day, Xue Shenyan, as a chaotic flame, rose to the second product, and has been able to instantly reinvent the Sixth Heaven Emperor Wu.
Separately on the last god, even if there is no resistance, it will be burnt into ice.
Can be scattered to 800 gods, the power has undoubtedly reduced a lot, can only cause such a situation.
"This……"
There is no shortage of emperors, all the emperors of the armed forces, all of them are shocked, and their looks are panic.
I didn’t expect it at all. Xiao Chen’s power alone lost eight hundred gods, and they were the most reliant on the eight hundred gods.
"This is the legendary chaotic level of inflammation!"
A ghost old man present, Shen Shen said, it is hard to believe that this legendary flame will appear in the hands of Xiao Chen.
Not because the eight hundred gods are too weak, but because of the flames in the hands of Xiao Chen, too strange and powerful.
Looking at the eight hundred gods who were sitting on the ground, Xiao Chen shook his head slightly, which was not particularly satisfactory.
Originally thought that at least half of the eight hundred pseudo-emperors could be burned to death. I did not expect that one would not burn. It seems that after the two products are scattered, the power is still too weak.
However, it is enough. Without the eight hundred gods, it is much bigger to stop the imperial line. There are no lines in the emperor, and there are hundreds of people. There are four emperors in the big heavens. The rest are some small heavenly emperors, and there are counter-geniuses like the emperor.
"I see how many cards are in your hands!"
The emperor's face is unchanged, it seems that he did not put the life and death of the eight hundred gods in his eyes, and said a faint sentence.
The cold Zhengyang of the Protoss, the Su Qianxing of the Fengqing Palace, and the two great heavenly emperors of the Ghosts and the Clan, slowly came out.
"A quick fix, don't have any mercy." The emperor said without a trace.
Hey!
Four great heavenly emperors, the body shape flashed, they spread out around, left and right, divided into four directions, surrounded by Xiao Chen.
The respective emperors spread out, and invisible, there is an imposing manner, straight into the sky. Derived, four different visions, the sky above the head of the cold Zhengyang, a shadow of the gods, covering the sky.
Su Qianxing's head is always a huge flame of Suzaku, instigating the wings. The flames blew, the heat wave hit people, and the half of the sky was dyed red.
Ghosts and cadres and old people, the vision of derivation, is even more scary. Black clouds make up, the ghosts gather together, and the sky is full of gloom.
The four breaths, intertwined, make the thousands of miles of the sky, all become turbulent. The sky seems to be split, and there is a dense gap, like a huge spider web.
A stranger who is withdrawing from the sky, the vision of the top of his head, was shocked.
A few people looked back and saw four vague figures, standing in the air, firmly surrounding Xiao Chen, completely annihilating Xiao Chen’s vision, and could not look up.
"I am finished, the four great heavenly emperors of the Shinto League are ready to shoot at Xiao Chen at the same time."
An Junxi exclaimed, worried.
"Deputy Sovereign, let's kill it!"
Some people are unwilling in their hearts, and they can’t bear to suffer from such a crisis when they are alone.
"Yeah, deputy lord, we will go back and fight with the gods and gangs, and it will not kill you!"
"Kill it back, deputy lord!"
The crowds were excited, and all the people present were looking at Fang Baiyu. The eyes were burning and angered.
Fang Baiyu’s heart is tangled, his complex complex, after a half-sound, Shen Sheng:
Go, don’t look back.

"After the Broken Dragon King, save our life, we want to activate the sixth heavy law circle, don't let the decisive battle start at this time. Not let us go to death, there is no big river, now we will fight, we have no Winning."
Hey!
His voice fell, and was surrounded by four great heavenly emperors, Xiao Chen, who was suppressed by death. Suddenly a burst of sound, the slashing knives, followed by a smear of knives, smashed the four visions.
The wind shadow sword behind the moon ice cloud was shaken by this knife, and it was trembled. Its look was hi, saying: "The cloud moon knife and the moon shadow knife are combined. This is a brand new super soldier. Xiao Gongzi only needs to play 30%. The power can block these four people!"