Vol 3 Chapter 1923: World War I

Huang Puqi, had to retreat.
The vision and perfect mood created by him were broken by Xiao Chen, which in turn became the vision of Xiao Chen.
Forced himself out.
Seeing people stunned and stunned, no one expected that Xiao Chen would use this method to break this trick.
Broken and ingenious, broken and incredible.
Fundamentally, he disintegrated Huang Puqi’s offensive and made him become a defensive moment.
The situation is instantly reversed, between the offensive and defensive, shifting the position.
"I am going to... it’s incredible."
"How can this be done? How strong is the state of mind to be able to do so."
"How do you feel that this Xiao Chen is in the state of mind and Huang Puqi, it is not a plane, it is too strong."
"This is hard to do."
The players who watched the battle were all masters. Anyone can see that Xiao Chen seems to be a simple finger.
In fact, there are quite a lot of doorways, which require a very high level of mentality, and a deep understanding of the martial arts must reach a very high level.
On the eaves, watching the retreating Emperor Puqi, Xiao Chen smiled lightly.
The with the snowflake, gently send forward, the wind and the snow, whistling away toward the Emperor Puqi.
That is to say, the mouth of the sent forward, with the wind and the snow whistling, there is a thunder that sounds on the ground.
boom!
This thunder is deafening and strikes the soul of the people, resounding in the sea.
It doesn't linger, it doesn't stop.
In the sky, thunderclouds are filled, countless thunder bursts, and the moment of the force of snow and ice, Xiao Chen creates his own strongest vision.
With a knife leaping, the rushing Emperor Puqi forced the past.
kill!
Overbearing and scabbard, a knife light, blasting the sky and snow, thunder lightning, shining Xiao Chen as a war god.
Xiao Chen, who has the upper hand in the momentum, instantly has an overwhelming advantage over the ruined Emperor Puqi.
Damn it!
One step was wrong, and all the plates were lost. Huang Puqi’s heart was bitter, and the situation was extremely unfavorable to him at the moment.
If you are not careful, you will lose in an instant.
sword!
His spirit has never been concentrated, and the ice path has been broken. Then, with the sword in his hand, the situation will be pulled back.
An angry drink, Huang Puqi was surging in the real yuan, the sword in his hand, and the cicadas.
Cohesively, a sharp and unparalleled sword, the momentum continues to shrink and shrink, and when Xiao Chen kills, the whole person has become like a sharp needle.
Needle, slender, sharp, can also be easily broken.
Huang Puqi is to push himself to the road, and to die.
Anyway, I am already in an absolute disadvantage. It is better to fight for it, the soldiers are in danger, and the sword is slanting.
No one expected that it was just two moves, and the scene was already so thrilling.
It is shocking to see such a situation of death.
Xiao Chen’s state of mind was amazing, and it was surprising that Emperor Pucci was decisive and shocking.
Everything!
Seeing that Emperor Puqi was so desperate, Xiao Chen was not afraid of it, and he showed his strongest killings.
The eyebrows of the eyebrows appear in the Buddha's mark, and the face is expressionless, and the seven emotions are broken, and the desire is forever.
A eternal knives of light, suddenly appeared, the fierce Buddha light, under the thundercloud, the illumination of the eight sides bright.
Just like the next day, the light is eternal, and it will not die!
Frozen!
Huang Puqi shouted, and there were six giant ice swords connected to each other at the top of his head, facing the eternal knife and swept away.
The tip of the toes is lightly on the ground, and people like the rainbow spurt out and bet on all their true elements.
See you, the sword of the ice, and the eternal knife light.
Six rotating ice swords, constantly overflowing with ice, flying out, making a terrible ice burst.
The cold is like a knife, and it is constantly scraped out.
Card wipe and rub!
Nearly ten miles away, the courtyard that was affected was instantly turned into an ice palace, and then it became silent and turned into ice.
The warrior who attracted the secret watch, had to spurt out, afraid to be affected by this terrible ice.
Xiao Chen can't escape, only in the flesh, hard against this terrible ice.
The cold air entered the body, and the internal organs were all invaded in an instant.
Already at this point, how can Xiao Chen retreat, and the eternal knives in his hands are still falling.
Both of them are going out, only to see who can stick to the end.
It is Xiao Chen that breaks the cold ice sword that is connected to the end and ends, and cuts the inside, which is like a sharp sword.
It is still the sharpness of the imperial Puqi, the imposing ice sword, the first step, defeating the body of Xiao Chen.
The knives are eternal, but it does not mean that the flesh can last forever.
Everyone is holding their breath and waiting for this exciting result.
Rubbing!
I only heard the sound of the break in the ice storm, and I saw the next moment.
The ice and snow broke open, and the Emperor Puqi people were crumbling like a broken kite.
"Brother!"
Xue Jiangong disciple, shocked and stunned, quickly vacated and picked up Huang Puqi.
"you lose."
Ice and snow bombs, the knife light dissipated, Xiao Chen received the knife and returned to the sheath, accompanied by the snow and ice flying in the sky, a white coat, slowly landing.
His face was slightly white, and his mouth was overflowing with a trace of blood stains. Apparently he had just struggled, and he was exhausted and injured.
Emperor Puqi was bloodless, with a terrible knife mark on his chest. He almost smashed his waist into two pieces.
"Thank you, let me know."
Huang Puqi looked at Xiao Chen and said with a grin, his face was gloomy and he could not see any gratitude.
Just the last knife, Xiao Chen had the opportunity to ask for his life.
Finally, I kept holding hands and didn't split him in half.
Xiao Chen faintly said: "Don't thank me, you have given yourself a life. You have not used the will of the soul, and you have not activated the blood of the flood, otherwise I really can't keep it."
Huang Puqi smiled bitterly: "I am better than you, and I am better than the high. If I use the will of the soul, this face will go to the place. If it is defeated, it will be defeated, let us go."
This time, without the opening of Xiao Chen, Huang Puqi took the disciple of Xuejian Palace and turned and left.
In the future, it will not appear again.
Confidence orally, no face is waiting.
At this time, Ma Lao and Liu Lao in the courtyard looked at each other and nodded slightly.
Taking advantage of the words of Xiao Chen and Huang Puqi, they suddenly came out of the book.
In the eyes of the stars twinkling, the soul of the two will drive the thriving power of the heavens and the earth, whistling away toward Xiaochen.
The two wills of the soul are united in the air.
For a time, the world was discolored, the wind was surging, and an unrivalled force was pressed against Xiao Chenxi.
Everyone in the distance was shocked by this scene.
In Longyan City, although there is no rule, the military can have their own pride. Few people, such shameless sneak attacks, or raids after the end of other people's wars.
Or two great stars, join hands to use the will of the soul, while suppressing a sage of the Da Yuan Dan.
"Xiao Chen, you traitor, the old man lets you know, the traitor's end!"
Ma Lao’s face was poisonous, and he said that he had waited for a long time.
In his eyes, Xiao Chen is already a dead person.
At the beginning, Xiao Chen, who resisted his own soul, was already very hard.
Nowadays, he and Liu Lao have joined forces to deal with Xiao Chen, who has been injured after the war. He will surely get ten points and there will be no mistakes.
"Complete, this Xiao Chen is really finished."
Many people secretly say that the second old man is shameless, but also feels a pity for Xiao Chen.
No matter who it is, in the face of this situation, it is a life of nine deaths, there will be no hope of survival.
If you don't die, you have to abolish it.
Xiao Chen’s face changed slightly, and he snorted, and his eyes flashed at the starting point.
In the pool of souls, the blue dragon prints, shining brilliantly.
It contains the soul of the ancient Longwei, from Xiao Chen's eyebrows, whistling away, welcoming the soul of the two.
Hey!
Invisible, two souls will touch in the air.
The soul of the two old souls, the one-touch collapse, the face is too late to show a horrified expression.
It was the soul of Xiao Chen’s soul, and he suppressed it, spit out a blood, and squatted on the ground.
The dust in the air is pervasive, but it is fixed, and one space has been fixed by the soul of Xiao Chen.
"Xiao Gongzi, forgive!"
Ma Lao and Liu Laojiao were on the ground, completely scared, and difficult to ask for help.
Huang Puqi, who has not yet gone far, turned back to see this scene, petrified on the spot, feeling that there was fire on his face and then burned.