Dragon-Marked War God

Jiang Chen has a fist in one hand, a sword in one hand, a sharp sword, a hegemony in a fist, a two-pronged approach, and a slap in the face, and it’s a shock to the heavens. Under the retreat of the 500-day god, there is such a combat power. It is really Make people feel sad. Even in the eyes of Meng Fanpeng, it has become somewhat dignified.

"This guy, the power in the body seems to be constantly the same. It seems that it is necessary to make a quick decision. If it is really for us to take the half-step gods, the face of the riverside is afraid to be lost." ”

Meng Fanpeng’s heart is very clear. It’s not difficult to kill Jiang Chen. He wants to kill Jiang Chen step by step. There is nothing wrong with it. Nowadays, the 100-member alliance has pulled out such a big squad. If the last hundred squadrons kill a boy who is less than a god, they must use the half-step power of the king. It is really impossible to say, under the five hundred days of the gods. They have not been able to take advantage of it. Li Tianhuo is also saying nothing, and the side is also setting off the horror of Jiang Chen. Meng Fanpeng wants to beat Jiang Chen with the least amount of combat power, and he is afraid of it.

Meng Fanpeng also has to take into account the face of the entire river front, the face of Qing Hezong, killing a little devil, and making a big move, it is bound to let many people in other precincts make irresponsible remarks on Linhe and even Qinghe.

"Jiang Chengzi, Liu Yang, you don't have to keep your hands, you two, you are bound to kill this! Otherwise, I have a hundred leagues, what about the face?"

Meng Fanpeng’s deafening voice echoed, and Jiang Chengzi and Liu Yang were all shocked. They knew that Meng Fanpeng said that this is also related to the reputation of Zongmen, and that the victory and defeat of the riverside industry can never be given again. Jiang Chen took a breather.

"To kill me, I have to pay the price."

Jiang Chen snorted, iron fist swept, step by step, the top 20 gods in the sky, all of them were forced back by Jiang Chen, but Jiang Chen’s defense is even more horrible than before, even if there is no Xuan Tianjia, under the blessing of the ancient dragons, also reached an unprecedented peak.

After Liu Yang listened to Meng Fanpeng’s words, his heart was also a slight shock, because he knew that this battle was related to him, not only him alone, but also the entire river front, hegemony gate, he must go all out.

"Invincible Overlord Boxing!"

Liu Yang’s style is sharp and turbulent. At this time, he is not keeping his hands, making the secret of the tyrant’s door, the invincible tyrants, the terrible boxing, the cover of the sky, the world, and the dust. It doesn't move like a mountain. It lifts ten Huis and punches it. It collides with Liu Yang's invincible fighter, and the horrible power of the Kowloon Ten Elephants is opposite to Liu Yang's invincible fighter, and it is terrible. , shaking eight hundred miles, countless people are holding their breath.

This boxing, Jiang Chen is indeed no fancy, relying solely on the horror of power, and Liu Yang’s invincible fighter, a bare-handed blow, both of which are flying backwards, seemingly equally divided, but Liu Yang is now at this moment. The whole arm is completely numb. He did not think of his masterpiece of the sect of the sect. The invincible tyrants did not even shake off the dust, and it seems that Jiang Chen’s face is not red, this fist, right The injury he caused was also minimal.

Jiang Chen smiled lightly and looked calm, but this invincible fighter, it is indeed quite terrible. If it is not under the blessing of the ancient dragon, this fist is afraid that he is really difficult to resist, but even so, Jiang Chen is also suffering from the shock of the tiger's mouth. The body's blood rises, but at least Liu Yang is more uncomfortable than himself.

His face is extremely ugly, but it is conceivable that under this fist, Liu Yang has lost the opportunity, even if it is invincible, he has not been able to make him invincible at this moment.

On the other hand, the battle between Dragon Thirteen and Jiang Chengzi was also unusually wonderful, but Jiang Chengzi lost his initiative. He first smashed Dragon XIII and let him be completely enthroned by Dragon 13 in the next battle. pressing. In the eyes of Jiang Chengzi, the guy who has lowered his two realms, how strong can he be stronger?

However, Dragon Thirteen perfectly interprets what is called real strength, terrible means, and shocks the world. Everyone can’t help but squat. Jiang Chengzi completely lost the old days under the invincible attack of the dragon thirteen waves. The style, the peak of the gods, at this time, but it is extremely mediocre, completely unable to feel his strength.

Under the encouragement of Meng Fanpeng's words, Jiang Chengzi is a big shock, and he must make a quick decision. In response to his own words, people and the likes of the clusters, Jiang Chen’s friends, even so abnormal, no worse than him, even before, the original thought of Jiang Chen’s style is no People can, but now he finally knows that the horror of this dragon thirteen is actually divided with Jiang Chen.

"The world's melting pot, all three thousand ash!"

Jiang Chengzi is not keeping his hands. The most important thing at this moment is the quick fix, which solves the Dragon XIII. He can also make Shen Danzong show great power. Otherwise, if Jiang Chen drags down with his friends, it will surely pass. Throughout the rivers and rivers, and even in other precincts, by then their hundreds of alliances will be completely reduced to a laughing stock.

In the hands of Jiang Chengzi, the seals of the seals were constantly smashing, and a huge melting pot of light and shadow was also appearing on the void, trapping the Dragon 13 in it. The fire of the sky is coming, the hurricane is rising, the terrible melting pot is like the purgatory of human beings, the end of death.

At this moment, everyone is a micro-shock, Jiangchengzi's means, it really is a big wind.

"This is a bit interesting!"

Long thirteen sneer, fighting the dragon and the body of a real-life, instantly shocked all directions, the huge body, straight into the sky, a thousand feet high, can be awkward. The dragon thirteen hands clasped the world-famous stick, swept across the world, and the peerless gods at this time also became thousands of feet, directly smashing into the melting pot of the day, under a stick, the vast land, roaring, the world The furnace is also slightly turbulent.

"This is? The ancient beast, fighting the dragon?"

Meng Fanpeng’s heart was shocked. He did not expect Jiang Chen’s helper to be extremely terrible, but fortunately his strength is only the peak of the early days of the gods. Otherwise, if this battle is a peak of the gods, I am afraid he will even avoid it. It's awesome.

"The ancient battle of the dragon, really domineering. Haha. This Jiang Chen, originally thought he was enough to go against the sky, did not expect his friend, even so terrible."

Ding Qiudong said with a smile.

"When the battle is long, will Jiang Chen still save?"

Xuan Qing asked in a low voice.

"Oh, hard! Hard! Hard!"

Ding Qiudong said that the truth is true. If this battle dragon reaches the peak of the gods, there may be a chance, but his strength is ultimately too weak. These three difficulties are difficult, and the heart of Xuan Qing’s despair is still not revived.

The dragon thirteen hands waved the peerless gods, the worldly posture, between the male and the heavens, like the unbeaten **** of war between the mountains and rivers.