Vol 3 Chapter 1605: Just wake up and don't bother me.

The moment when the ice was about to dissipate, Xiao Chen opened his eyes, and the sleep time was so long that the head was slightly dizzy.
But the next moment, all the discomfort of Xiao Chen disappeared. His body was under dangerous instinct, and the whole person instantly entered a high degree of tension.
There is no need to deliberately think about it, deliberately do it, the knives of the body, and the power of thousands of people, all burst out at the moment.
Just because of instinct, the body's instinct for danger is derived from the tens of thousands of battle instincts of this life, and all potentials in the body are released at this moment.
boom!
The scattered ice melted on the spot, and the fullness of the sword contained thousands of powers, and this fierce explosion. Turned into a knife like the sun, rushing away, between the breath, breaking the barrier of the day.
The first to bear the brunt, standing in the nearest emperor and the devil, do not understand what happened.
Just by this powerful knife, the shocking flies out on the spot, and the horrible sword continues to radiate. Those who rushed over to him, many of the Temple of the Devil, the Shinto League, the summer, the wind, the wind, the wind, the twelve watchmen and other heavenly arrogance, and then was shocked.
Hey, one by one, the temple of the devil, the arrogant heaven, the situation that was completely unpredictable, was vomited and flew by the collision, and after landing, it blew a huge deep pit.
There is no shortage of the emperor and the devil of the devil, gently falling, steady landing, but there is a trace of blood stains between the corners of the mouth.
The eruption of the knife was too strong, and it was too late to prevent the two people's momentum. If it wasn't for the two men, they would have reached the king's emperor, and the injury was definitely heavier than those of the arrogant.
"What happened, did the ancient powers come alive?"
"It is true that the era of martial arts can have the power of the throne. After a million years, there will be so many days of arrogance, all of them fly."
"It’s terrible, I can’t control my knife.

"My knife is shaking, it is scared."
The savage knife light, the swaying people dazzled, dare not look straight. The shock at the bottom of my heart, but let the outside of many warriors, can not suppress the curiosity of the heart, could not help but stare to see.
Want to see through, the ancient power within this knife is exactly how one exists.
Rub and rub!
At this time, the long knife in the hands of the knives on the burial dragon plaque, a handle smashed open, and the inch was broken. Many warriors, heartbeat and heartache, this is somewhat ridiculous.
Such a scene makes people stunned, even if the emperor is indispensable and the devils and the Lord can't help but retreat, be careful.
"Is it a corpse change?" The Devil of the Devils frowned, not knowing that there was no such possibility, freezing for millions of years, not contacting the outside world, and in this unknown place.
If it is really a corpse change, then the trouble is big. A martial art of the martial arts peak period, I don’t know if the Supreme can shake him.
Once the corpse changes, all the people here will die.
The imperialism infused the spirit into the eyes. His eyes burned like a flame, and he wanted to see through the existence of this knife.
But what he saw was a vast ocean, a vast ocean of swords.
It hurts a lot, and the emperor has no bleeding from both eyes. He accidentally touched the core existence of the knife. The eyes were hurt at once.
"What is it? After a million years, it can still exude such a powerful knife, what a terrible existence will be in life."
The emperor felt that there was no shortage of thoughts and it was chilling.
Outside the field, Xiaobai had a pair of show eyes, staring at the knife and refused to leave. Why are you so familiar, but this is clearly a predecessor of the million years ago, how could I be born a million years ago.
"Chu Chaoyun, this is how it is!" Far away, Yao Manlan was caught off guard by this sudden situation. Asked to Chu Chaoyun next to him.
But Chu Chaoyun, who always gave him the answer, was silent at this moment because he was also somewhat unpredictable.
The knife light gradually dissipated, so full of strength, with the power of Hong Meng to detonate his own knife, Xiao Chen also can not hold, can not support for how long.
He didn't know what was going on. He didn't even see it. He just felt a threat from instinct.
If he does not do his best, he will be hurt by this threat, and he is likely to fall.
Feeling that the deadly danger has ceased to exist, Xiao Chen dismissed the knife, but the vigilance did not dissipate at all.
"The knife light has dissipated!"
"The ancient sages are coming out!"
"Whether it is death or alive, I soon know it. It is really exciting. In my lifetime, I can see it, an ancient sage!"
But when the knife light is completely dissipated, the reincarnation of the throne, as well as the seven sacred soldiers behind the throne, and the Xiao Chen sitting in it, completely reveal the true time.
"No Shadow Knife!"
Everyone is crazy, and the audience who saw the shadowless knife king riding the throne is not a minority. His image is also widely recognized.
With a mask, the black throne, behind the throne is a seven-handed soldier. Only one is the same, it is a coincidence, but everything is all in line, not the shadowless knife king and who!
"You guy, pretending to be a ghost, is you trying to play me?"
The emperor who has always been arrogant for the son of air transport is full of anger, and the temperament of the temper is trembling. I did not expect that I was being played by a big living person.
Those who are the throne of the ice sculpture, the sorcerer of your devil and my life, and the leader of the sacred sect, are equally angry.
In addition to the Eighteen Devils Hall, there is always a hatred of the Heavenly Shadowless King.
The devil and the young master did not say anything, directly said: "kill him!"
There is no shortage of the emperor: "The person who played me, except that a waste person is still alive, no one lives, kills him!"
For a time, the Highness of the Temple of the Devil, the leader of the Shinto League, and at the same time flew up, for a common goal, actually joined his hand.
But they are angry, Xiao Chen is more angry than them!
I didn’t know how long it was, and when Xiao Chen woke up, he was inexplicably besieged. It’s hard to take a breather. I haven’t had time to say a word, and a group of people have rushed over.
What do you mean, when he is casually able to take the soft persimmons?
Impossible, the previous Qinglong Wang will not, now the shadowless knife king, even more!
"Endless!"
On the throne, Xiao Chen, who had not really angered for three years, was angry for the first time. The right hand is fierce, and the black dragon armor is heavily beaten, and one side of the world is shaking.
The seven-handed sacred soldiers were simultaneously sheathed, and in seven different directions, they evolved into seven styles without a knife.
Broken air!
The blade of arrogance broke out of the 10,000-footed knives, and it was like a teleport, suddenly appeared in front of the temple of the Flower Devil. The Highness of the Devil, there was no time to make an exclamation, all the defenses were broken, and the blade was inserted over his chest.
With a bang, she flew out with her, and nailed to the ground.
Dragon style!
The Blade of Fury, with anger and hair, flies with a knife, carries the power of the dragon, wherever it passes, the sea tumbling, even after the three watchmen, the castration is not reduced, and Xiahou will be nailed to the ground.
Falling moon!
The knife flashes, there is a moon falling into the ground, the figure is sky-crossing, flying in the sky, and there are several leaders of the Shinto League, which are directly blown up by this moon.
There are no knives in the seven strokes, and one by one, every time there is a knife, there will be a vision that is terrifying and awkward.
After the seven strokes were completed, the blade of greed, after the execution of the swallowing style, the remaining leader and the attack of His Royal Highness, all engulfed by the knife, disappeared into the invisible knife and disappeared into the invisible.
It seems that it has been a long time, but in fact, three or two breaths, seven sacred soldiers at the same time, but the recruitment is long and short.
When the greedy blade falls to the ground, the temple of the Star Devil will be nailed to the ground and it will not move.
Around the morning of Xiao Chen, I could not see a figure, not being scared away, or being injured and unable to climb up, and crying again and again.
The silence of the four parties, the burial of the Longgang, can only hear the sound of the bleak, and the sound of the knives hidden in the wind.
Everyone, seeing this scene is stupid, the devils and the emperor are indispensable, watching all this, the brain has a short gap.
"I just woke up, don't bother me any more."
Above the throne, Xiao Chen licked his head. He still doesn't understand what happened, just want to be quiet. Waving his hand, the seven-handed squadron returned to the sheath, and the throne vacated, taking him to the air.