Dragon-Blooded War God

The wind is rising, and the group is watching.

When it was his turn to take his hand, Long Chen never retreated. He swaggered to the middle of the enclosed area. At this time, the wind and the long skirt of the fairy of the wind, the fluttering, had already come to him.

Judging from the desperate performance of the second round of the dark country, Feng Zhilin, she seems to be interested in the position of Shengwu Dijun.

Therefore, this battle is inescapable, and the other party may also demonstrate superior combat effectiveness.

Long Chen looked calm and stood firm in the wind, and was ready for the battle.

Emperor Zhenwu said that he only needs to put aside all the constraints today and honestly defeat both opponents, so that is fine.

Being ready to shoot...

At this time, Feng Zhilin looked at him provocatively, but said: "Let's go, my opponent is not you."

This indifferent words came into the ears of everyone.

What does it mean.

Long Chen just reacted, and Feng Zhilin announced her decision on the spot.

"I lost him more than once, so I admit defeat." She said naturally, the voice is decisive, there is no room for negotiation.

For a time, everyone got up.

At the beginning of the first battle, it was announced that it would admit defeat.

This is too unexpected.

Long Chen was also very surprised. He originally thought that Feng Zhilin was also from the Emperor Wu of the Emperor Wu. Now it seems that she is not, perhaps, her purpose...

Thinking of this, Longchen did not dare to continue to think about it. Sure enough, Feng Zhilin wanted to repay her own kindness. She did not owe anyone else a habit.

After she was born again, she became so proud.

"Thank you, then be careful, it won't work." Long Chen understood what she was going to do.

She wants to defeat Yang Chen and win for herself.

"It's none of your business." Feng Linlin gave him a look.

The heart of a woman, the needle under the sea, it is difficult to know what she is thinking.

Long Chen returned to the smell of people, the first battle, he did not fight but has already won.

Seeing this scene, the Lord of the Cambrian loudly laughed and said: "It’s a little girl who knows, then, you must be convinced in the small martial arts, and then let Long Chen and Xiao Wu Shen play a game today, right? Or, Long Chen also directly admitted to the calculation."

"You think too much, Yang Chen, come out." Feng Zhilin is very proud, she is suspended in the air, the long skirt flutters, the white skin is looming, the graceful figure makes people think, and they want to enter the wrong place. Lips have become the focus of everyone's eyes.

The lord of the cold temple, forced by the words of the wind, did not say anything.

He snorted and went back.

At this time, the eyes of Yang Chen, like a beast, suddenly rushed into the field, and instantly reached the body of Feng Lin, the confrontation between the two, like a beautiful woman and a beast.

Yang Chen has changed, becoming strong, warm and full of shock.

On his body, it seems that there is a beast hidden, with wildness and explosive power that cannot be controlled.

Long Chen was somewhat moved by Feng Zhilin.

"This stupid woman seems to have changed a lot. This time, in order to make me a holy emperor, I am afraid she will really put on her life."

Long Chen can only be used as a bystander for the time being.

To be honest, Feng Zhilin’s victory is the only chance for him to get the position of Saint Wudi.

Therefore, he is also looking forward to this battle.

Neither of the two people in the field was a mother-in-law. When they talked about the battle, they started right away.

Both of them are the warriors who really survived the Nirvana robbery. Yang Chen directly rose to the end of a long Nirvana robbery, while Feng Zhilin had a good understanding of heaven and earth. Even with the increase in her fighting times, Tiandao comprehension was also fast. progress.

"The wind slave."

Just fighting, the scene is very big.

Quartet vibration.

Feng Zhilin rushed to the sky, under the magic pillar of the ninety-nine golden towns, under her body, the three groups of huge green winds quickly formed, quickly became three tall and burly wind slaves, with unique Consciousness, falling from the sky, falling on the ground, suddenly a huge roar.

"Split knives."

Split, tear, these two are the attributes of the wind, Feng Zhilin has been used to the fire, the wind slaves form three, the splitting knife is also full of two, these two cracked knives, casually waving Both can tear the space and cause great lethality.

Such a heavenly comprehension is by no means a small one, a warrior who has just entered the Nirvana robbery can do it.

Feng Zhilin’s understanding in this respect is quite detached.

Just shot, she has already shocked the audience.

This most easily overlooked girl is actually not weak at all.

The storm was messy, flying sand and stone, Feng Zhilin opened the road with three wind slaves, and protected the two cracked knives in full chest, like a green tornado, swept to Yang Chen at a horrible speed.

The wind slaves roared from three directions, and a rushing punch rushed toward Yang Chen. The wind slaves were huge, and between the grounds, the earth shook.

boom.

In the attack of three wind slaves, Yang Chen was shocked and flew out. The wind slaves were very strong. With the improvement of Feng Linlin's strength, the combat power will be infinitely improved.

Hey.

Once again, the wind slaves were resisted several times. Yang Chen’s arm was almost shattered, but it soon grew.

"You only have this degree." Yang Chen relied on the body of immortality and laughed wildly.

At this time, Feng Zhilin’s speed increased horror. Under the cover of one of the wind slaves, he changed his body shape several times and appeared behind Yang Chen.

"Death."

She was very angry, and the cracked knives in her hands fell under her arm. Yang Chen suddenly turned back and resisted with the incomparable fist in the Zhenwu no-phase battle, but blocked one of them, but was directly smashed by another knife. The knives with the power of tearing attributes, in that moment, split Yang Chen's body in half.

For a time, flesh and blood flew.

When everyone picked up, Yang Chen failed.

"Be careful." Long Chen knows that Yang Chen will definitely display the magic of the gods.

When I heard Long Chen’s reminder, Feng Zhilin didn’t dare to go forward. She shielded herself with the wind slave and turned back. She was fast and attacked fiercely. It was actually a very good fighting genius.

Light is speed, among the peers, only Long Chen, who has the strength of the horror, can compare with him.

Oh.

Everyone is jealous again.

Sure enough, Yang Chen used the magic of the gods, the body was divided into two halves, forming two Yang Chen, one is divine, surrounded by glory, the other is magic, the death breath follows.

Divine Yang Chen, gaze majestic, demon Yang Chen, screaming, eyes bloodthirsty.

Both Yang Chen’s combat power exceeded their original foundation.

His fighting power has soared again.

Yang Chen can have the title of incomparable combat, and was named Xiaowu Shen. This is his reliance.

Even his body has more magical places.

The battle was once again sweeping, and the sky was soaring.

"Little girl, clearly a girl, shouting and killing all day long, how many ah, it is better to go to bed with my brother, it can be more delicious than here." The devil's Yang Chen laughed.

As for the deity of Yang Chen, blindly attacking, looking cold, Feng Zhilin in a hurry, can only use one of the three wind slaves to stop one of Yang Chen, and then deal with this one.

What she is most worried about is that this guy can't kill at all, when can he get to the end.

I promised that Long Chen will defeat him, how to defeat it.

If he is unsuccessful, Long Chen can't complete his wish. Feng Lin has a strong mind. If she does not defeat Yang Chen today, she will not fall. Sometimes, she is much stronger than a man. .

As for the swear words of this demon Yang Chen, it really makes her faint.

"Go to hell." The double cracked knives are madly attacking. The wind is strong at the speed, so that the devil's Yang Chen can't figure it out. He turned and fled, and at this time, the divine Yang Chen, at this time. Hit it.

His gaze is full of sorrowful killings.

The devil's Yang Chen turned to deal with the three wind slaves.

When the deity of Yang Chen came, he gave a shocking punch to Feng Zhilin.

Feng Zhilin feels keenly, resists with a cracked knife, and accelerates backwards.

The divine Yang Chen burst into a blast, and the whole world was shaken. The entire emperor was affected. His fist contained two comprehensions. It was a powerful attack method of the battle. The battle was very complicated. But if you can successfully cultivate and master the battle, it may be stronger than other roads.

"撼世皇拳."

With a punch, the whole world was shaken.

The power of gold came from Yang Chen’s body. This 皇世皇拳 has the imprint of the emperor, full of the true meaning of the battle, punched out, fights in the end, the will belongs to the will of the emperor, crush everything, never die, The king is in the world.

The golden punch, falling from the sky, Feng Lin Lin feels that this is in the golden punch, like a small ant.

Retreat, retreat, retreat.

Yang Chen suddenly launched a strong attack, but fortunately, Feng Linlin avoided it quickly, but even so, he was still shattered by a cracking knife, and I also flew out and almost injured.

At the same time, the devil's Yang Chen used the dark power to entangle the three major slaves, one by one, and under the attack of the demon Yang Chen, began to collapse.

In a twinkling of an eye, the situation reversed ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Feng Zhilin fell into a state of failure.

"Dead." At this time, it was the turn of the deity, Yang Chen, said this.

Feng Zhilin's long hair flutters in the sky, like a madman in the wind. Her face is cold, cold and scary, her eyes are extremely firm, and it is full of intensibility that cannot be defeated.

"Tear, split, and the third property just getting started, the speed of the wind."

She meditated in her heart, and the movements under her feet began to scroll and change shape with the understanding of Heaven.

"This seems to be the innate way of the wind, the Wizard of Oz."

Next to Longchen, some said and said.

This Wizard of Oz, to be precise, is an innate method of footwork. At the moment of crisis, Feng Zhilin exhibited it. The entire battlefield was surrounded by green phantoms. She quickly fled the divine Yangchen. The control, the speed of transfer, can be described as unparalleled.

This alone, the Wizard of Oz, can almost achieve the same effect as the Longchen that is too old.