Dragon-Marked War God

Huang Wei stared at Jiang Chen, and his mouth twitched with a faint smile. His eyes were filled with murder. At this moment, he did not intend to leave any room for this guy. He killed him and destroyed the Xuanfengzong, Linhejie. For him, Zhongxingzong is just a small matter.

"It seems that you don't know your current situation, how hard it is, then use strength to speak."

Huang Hao’s hand moved, a shot of a **** gun, clenched in the hand, the gun pointed at Jiang Chen, Jiang Chen smiled coldly, holding the Tianlong sword, proud but standing, the silk did not move.

"Get it!"

Huang Hao screamed, the gun shadows all over the void, the kind of gods that destroyed the earth and destroyed the earth, the world is unparalleled, all the people of the mysterious style, all face is covered with a touch of haze.

"It seems that this time Jiang Chen’s brother lost more and lost more."

"This guy is too horrible? How did Jiang Chen’s brother offend this guy? Is this too terrible?"

"It's hard to say, I believe that even if Jiang Chen's brother is defeated, it will never be too ugly."

"Please, give Jiang Chen a little confidence."

Everyone is looking forward to the hope that Jiang Chen will become stronger and protect the Xuanfengzong and become the unique patron saint in their hearts.

Ruthless gunshots, flying in the sky, Huang Wei is like the **** of war, over the void, almost completely wiped Jiang Chen's way, Jiang Chen is now invisible, as if facing 100,000 guns, has given up As if facing death.

However, at this moment, Jiang Chen was a light smile, the sword in his hand, finally moved, the horrible fright, the sword passed, deafening, like a tearing mountain like a piercing humming, a sword out, Huang Wei directly shocked Retreating, infinite guns, turned into a mist, completely broken, dissipated above the void, that scene, all people are silent, breathing incomparably dignified, Jiang Chen that sword, it is too amazing, Even people can't find his figure. Under the shadow of the sky, it turns into a streamer sword, smashes the thorns, destroys all the illusions, and the gun shadow is replaced. The sword shadow is replaced. Jiang Chen’s sword is already across After the sky, you will come down.

The slogan of that sword, the discoloration of the heavens and the earth, the momentum of the sword, the change of the situation, the gun in the hands of Huang Wei, has not waited to fall, it has been flying away by Jiang Chen.

Huang Hao’s face was extremely white, and it was extremely shocking. Between the low heads, the gun in his hand was already gone, and Jiang Chen’s sword shadow had already fallen on his chest.

哗——

Although many people have overestimated the strength of Jiang Chen, but still did not expect that Jiang Chen, this sword, actually played the lore.

A sword defeated the Emperor!

Huang Wei is somewhat suffocating, somewhat painful, somewhat complicated, and even some of his face changes are even elusive. Have you lost yourself? He is the genius of ZTE’s 100,000-year-old vicissitudes? Retreat for thousands of years, break through the realm of the Emperor, and stand out among the heroes and become a respected genius child above the Chinese territory. He is a baby disciple who is held in the palm of his hand by the elders in the sect. How can he be defeated? How can he lose?

All of this has been constantly changing in Huang’s mind. He has been alone in the land of ghosts, invincible, and whoever I am! He has been a genius of many geniuses, and he has become the only one in the enchanting, but today, he lost to Jiang Chen, who came out of a glimpse of land, a garbage that should have been stepped on his feet. All this seems so unreal. So suffocating.

"Zhongxingzong, I will embark on it, but it doesn't make sense to kill you. I want you to see with your own eyes that Zhongxingzong is destroyed in the hands of my Jiang Chen. At that time, it is the day you will die."

Jiang Chen smiled a little, but for Huang Wei, it was a great insult, even more painful than killing him.

It was a naked insult, and he was arrogant in China, but he lost in his hands. The power of a sword is difficult for him to understand now. How can this guy be so strong? Now Jiang Chen does not kill him. If he wants to return to Zhongxingzong, he will have to embark on the revenge of the Zhongxingzong to revenge for the ants in the Linhe world. For Huang Wei, this is simply an idiotic dream, but his indifference, but deeply stabbed every nerve of Huang Qi, in any case, he is already the defeat of Jiang Chen.

Huang Qi tightly clenched his fists. This is even more irritating than killing him directly. Huang Yan’s face is blue and violent, and it is as dark as water. Today, he is destined to defeat the river front.

"The shame of today, I am Huang Ming Yongming."

Huang Wei turned and turned into a streamer, because he did not continue to stay here, and stayed behind, only to let more people laugh at the garbage of their god.

Jiang Chen’s sword almost killed all the confidence of Huang Wei. After so many years of pride, it was also broken and vanished. It can be said that Jiang Chen used the most vicious method to shoot Huang Hao down the altar without any need. Means have already let this arrogant and arrogant genius have received countless crit.

"Wind? Jiang Chen brother won. Hahahaha, our Xuanfeng Zong was saved."

I don't know who shouted, and almost drove the entire Xuanfeng sect. Countless people cried so much that countless people looked at their Jiang Chen brothers and couldn't help but worship. The domineering arrogance of the sky is their lifetime. It is hard to match.

Xuan Fengzong was saved. Jiang Chen became the only life-saving straw of Xuanfengzong. He drove away everyone and killed those ruthless executioners. No one was killed or injured. This moment is the pride of all of them.

"Jiang Chen, a good Jiang Chen!"

Xuan Qingming said with great gratification, there is one after another in the heart, and it is difficult to be calm. If there is no river dust, Xuanfengzong has already been razed to the ground, and no one is spared. If there is no river dust, the ancestral road will disappear. If there is no Jiang Chen, they can talk and laugh here, if there is no Jiang Chen...

Yang Jian and the handsome man are sighing, but they have a joy that is difficult to conceal. The joy is that Xuan Fengzong is saved, and the sigh is that Jiang Chen’s back is always difficult for them to look back. It used to be, now.

"When can we compare with Jiang Chen?"

Yang Jian smiled bitterly.

"There will be a day, I firmly believe."

The handsome looking eyes are already the goal of Jiang Mian to fight for himself.

"I don't believe it. Hahaha."

Yang Jian’s sly smile makes the handsome man’s face look ugly, and he looks at Yang Jian.

No one can know how terrible Jiang Chen is, just as no one knows, when Jiang Chen will return. The moment he returns to Xuanfengzong, everyone is confident.

Zongmen banner, fluttering in the wind, Jiang Chen, like the same god, is not awkward, has become an incomparable existence of the Xuanfengzong.