Dragon-Marked War God

"Jiang Chen is really dangerous this time."

Li Lei said.

"Yeah, and not to mention the few monsters that are half-stepped by the gods and the peaks of the gods, that is, in the late thousands of days, they can swallow him alive."

Qu Zhen is worried.

"I don't know what opinions you have, but Engong saves us from the fire. We can't do it at this moment. Do these things, at least I can't do such things, Li Peng can't do anything like this, people live forever. Wowo sac, it is better to die, even if it is dead, I have to let the world know that I am not a greedy person who is afraid of death, and the grace of the family is as good as I am, this battle, although there is no regret. ”

Li Peng first rushed out, and hundreds of human masters rescued by Jiang Chen were silent. After the final interest rate, almost 80% of the people chose to follow Li Peng.

Not everyone has a conscience, and knowing that they must be defeated, some people can be regarded as ignorants, while others have different mentalities. People have their own aspirations and cannot be forced.

"Well, there are so many brothers who can go to save the public with my Li Peng. Today I am not enough to die, hahaha."

Li Peng and Li Lei took the lead, and Zhen Zhen and others followed closely. Even Xin Xinying wanted to shoot, but was stopped by the shock.

"Liu Xingjun, I am waiting for you not to be thin, if you are still my predecessor, look for Xinying for me, if there is a chance, help me take her out, this day, you should not come. ”

Qu Zhen has trapped Xin Yingying, who is eager to try. If she is now shooting, in the crowd, when the melee is over, it will definitely die!

"it is good."

Liu Xingjun did not say much. At this moment, he naturally chose to go with the dozens of people without any doubt. However, Xin Xinying’s eyes were tearful, and her mouth was bitten by her. She knew that this battle could There should be no more people who have survived. Or, this is a battle of moths.

However, those who shocked those people were still resolutely following Jiang Chen. This is a kind of belief, and it is a kind of attitude that is dead.

Jiang Chen looked at hundreds of people behind him, and his mouth showed a smile. If you are there, you will be enough.

"Li Lei Li Peng, with everyone back, today, I want to fight the eight pulse Yinchuan!"

Jiang Chen’s words made everyone breathe and breathe a cold air. In their hearts, they thought that Jiang Chen was crazy. He thought he was going to die, but his cold and proud side gave him a very firm and determined feel.

"Gang Gong, but this..."

Li Lei fell into hesitation.

"Less nonsense, get out of this eight veins Yinchuan, I saved you, is to let you live well, instead of following me once again in danger, I have to go, no one can stop me."

Jiang Chen smiled coldly. At that moment, Li Lei looked awkward, his arrogance and conceit, let everyone look at each other, the phrase "I want to go, no one can stop me", is Li Lei's last trust in Jiang Chen .

"Since Engong insists on this, then we will wait and see what happens."

Li Lei stopped everyone, Jiang Chen alone on the independent glaciers, no traces of thousands of miles, snow flies, the wind is biting.

Two thousand gods in the late days of the gods, like a sharp knife, pierced the enemy's heart.

Jiang Chen is fearless and proud of the world. What about the masters of the two thousand days of the gods? Jiang Chen’s breath of death is such that Li Lei and others are shocked and timid, but that domineering, but they are impossible for all their lives.

In the face of death, Jiang Chen is still strolling in the air, still so stable, who can be like him?

Confident life for eight hundred years, will hit three thousand miles!

"Let the storm come even harder."

Jiang Chen’s sword stands, and one person and two thousand people form a stark contrast. On the glacier, the people’s minds are tight. Even Yan’s city can’t help but pinch a cold sweat for Jiang Chen.

"Are you really confident, or are you afraid of life and death?"

Yan Qingcheng muttered, do not know why, this moment her heart, there are some worried about Jiang Chen, I hope he can stand out among the two thousand people, like a comet, become the real king of the king!

"You have this brain, two thousand days in the late stage of the gods, even if you are the king of God, you are exhausted by this madman."

The incomparable haze among Xueying’s eyes, when Jiang Chen chose the sword to fight two thousand people, he was already declared death.

However, is this really the case?

Everyone is fascinating, and Jiang Chen’s eyes are sharp and sharp. He suddenly raises his head. The Tianlong sword is like a popular glider over the glacier. His figure is also proud, not changing his position, and fighting with two thousand people.

The sword shadow hastily passed, and the fallen world has fallen into the world. There is a kind of domineering that does not break the glory of Loulan. Jiang Chen is like an immortal warrior. He fights against the difficulties. Above the glaciers, the figure goes down and never stands up again. The blood is red and the Shili Glacier is red. He is like a war harvesting machine.

Jiang Chen’s eyes are cold, and these thousands of gods and gods are in his eyes. There is no challenge at all. The demon spirit of the monsters in the second thousand days of the gods should be enough for him to complete the breakthrough again.

Jiang Chen held the Tianlong sword and killed the Quartet. In the blink of an eye, the three hundred strong, blood-stained glaciers, Xueying also felt a touch of heart, Jiang Chen is too arrogant, one sword, one step to kill ten people For a moment, no mercy!

Everyone is dumbfounded, Jiang Chen’s warfare, Ling Tian rises, no one can stop, even if it is two thousand days later in the gods?

"This guy is a **** of killing."

"It's terrible, is this still human?"

"No, he is not, he is a devil, a devil who harvests life."

Everyone feels that their throats are dry, but Jiang Chen is not scrupulous. Qu Zhen and Li Lei and others are also looking dumbfounded. Jiang Chen is so confident and proud of it. It seems that he is definitely not blind self-confidence and self-respect.

"I don't believe it. The moment you didn't exhaust, the two thousand people consumed you."

Xueying said quietly, but there is always a bad feeling in my heart.

Time passed by a minute, Jiang Chen’s Tianlong sword is still blood-stained, but people, already half of them have died, and every monster who goes forward and rushes forward is also worried, death They are nothing more than a sword. Jiang Chen is more and more brave, and there is no fatigue at all. On the contrary, those monsters in the late days of the gods have fallen into a panic. They are not war machines, but also lively. The life is also the mainstay of the Eight Pulses Yinchuan.

Jiang Chen’s warfare, like the sword of the same handle, has already made everyone feel the feeling of tremor. What kind of pride, and who do you say?

"You are really a madman, a madman."

Yan Qingcheng is also full of curiosity about Jiang Chen, full of awe, this guy is a death reaper.

Jiang Chen’s sword is invincible and becomes the nightmare of every monster. But they have no choice. If they retreat, then the Eight Pulses Yinchuan is their grave.

However, half an hour, Jiang Chen has already killed more than 1,800 gods and gods. Now, in the eyes of all people, he is no longer a human being, but a **** of death.

The clothes are not blood-stained, and the sword is not merciful. At this time, Jiang Chen completely killed the red eyes, and the war in the chest is more and more embarrassing.