Dragon-Marked War God

"The cowhide is not big, and at home, you are still awesome."

Jiang Chen sneered a sneer, this moment, the long-awaited battle, finally kicked off.

Ling Xiao silently looked at Jiang Chen, the strength of Jun Juncong, she knows, that guy is definitely the top of the emperor of Shan Haizong, but I don’t know how many decades have passed, Jiang Chen’s strength, in the end, geometry, whether Is Jun Juncong’s opponent?

Ling Xiao can't help but worry about Jiang Chen. This guy is still not afraid of the day, but she is really worried that Jiang Chen will be invincible, and this is in Shan Haizong, Jiang Chen is stronger. Is it impossible to be an enemy of the entire mountain sea sect?

"Ling Xiaojie!"

The moon looked at Ling Xiao and whispered. At that moment, the two women saw it at the beginning of the year, and the eyes were full of love. Unfortunately, the moon could see that Ling Xiao was controlled, and Jiang Chen, How can you not see it? Therefore, this mountain Haizong is not a good thing. As Ling Xiao said before, everything is already late, perhaps indicating that he has been kidnapped by Shan Haizong. No chance to be with myself?

Jiang Chen’s eyes were murdered. His goal was to target Mu Juncong. In this battle, he wanted Shan Haizong to pay the price and let Mu Juncong know who is the man of Ling Xiao.

"Get out, don't blame me for not reminding you, you will die very badly after a while."

On the self-confidence side of Jun Cong, everyone has great trust in it. After all, one is Shan Haizong’s genius genius, and the other is the top master who has passed the five-six-six-six-six squad. What kind of spark will the two collide? It will be wait and see.

"Noisy, not dead."

Jiang Chen sneered aloud, and the candle dragon sword changed hands. The dragon sword swayed up and down, squatting to the nine scorpions, and smashing together with Jun Juncong.

Jun Juncong held the double hammer, the power was infinite, the mighty hammer, with the power of the thunder, heavy squatting, Jiang Chen smashed the sword, and the giant hammer torn, constantly intertwined, the fire was everywhere.

Two people are close to each other, the roar of the sword and the hammer, the power is great, the short-handed, and the power is more powerful.

With the double-handed heavy hammer hitting, Jun Juncong's means of bringing the world is completely better than the Ba Chaoyuan and Lang Jiuji. Jiang Chen relies on the power of the Kowloon Ten Elephants to be able to fight with Jun Juncong. Both are powerful. Infinity, through the celestial latitude, a sword squats, the power of the scorpion, a hammer between the waves, it is difficult to stop.

Jiang Chen and Jun Juncong are full of joy, and the whole mountain Haizong is also shouting, and the sound is extremely high, one wave after another.

"Hey brother, come on! Beat him!"

After all, it is still in the mountains and seas, and Jun Juncong’s voice is the highest, and the momentum is flourishing. He does not give any chance to Jiang Chen, and he is rushing.

Every hammer goes down, it seems as if you want to make a hole in the sky, Jiang Chen with a sword without a border, both offensive and defensive, both fighting, it is difficult to distinguish.

"Hey brothers are powerful and domineering!"

Many people are optimistic about Jun Juncong. After all, he is the strongest of the younger generation of Shan Haizong. The strength of Shan Haizong, his strength, is beyond doubt.

So many people cheer for themselves, although it is impossible to help him, but above the momentum, Jun Juncong is the pressure of Jiang Chen.

"Let you see my thousand overlapping waves!"

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"A sword is forever!"

Jiang Chen did not turn his eyes, and a sword fell down. He was intertwined with the infinite hammer shadow of thousands of overlapping waves. Between the two, the sky was cracked and there was nothingness. The two went back, and Jiang Chen’s sword was so old. Did not beat Yu Juncong, the two are each camp, the autumn is equally divided.

"Come back!"

Jun Jun Cong screamed and screamed at the shadow of the sky, opened the big, and rolled out, and it was like a broken bamboo.

Jiang Chen's pupils are tightened, the sword is twentieth, and the sword shadow is constantly changing. The sword 21 has formed a prototype. The sword 20 is wild and wild. The sword 21 is introverted, but the sword is flat and the world is full. The dust is pulling the sword and moving, the heavens and the earth are all smashing. The sword is realized after the execution of a sword, and the kendo is one way, the avenue is returned to the ancestors, and now the sword of the borderless, to some extent, has even completely exceeded The lonely sword, the sword twenty-one collected the four swords, the same way, the sword fell, sigh!

That sword, like the ghosts of ghosts, the pen of God, can not resist, the moment when the sword falls, Yan Juncong is also smashing away, the two hammers in the hand meet, all are smashed away, and he himself is also suffering from Jianqi The turmoil was almost shattered by all the meridians. At that moment, the soldiers were destroyed, and Jun Juncong was withdrawn, his face pale, his hands trembled.

Sword 21, suffered from the ancient sword, introverted, a sword out, the sky is cracked!

A stone stirs up a thousand waves!

Yan Juncong was defeated by the people and became the loser in the eyes of all. They were all stunned and looked at this scene. They did not expect that the ultimate loser would be Jun Juncong, Jiang Chen all the way, unmatched, all the big disciples, all Lost in his hands, no one was spared.

Jun Juncong's face is extremely ugly, the blood overflows from the corner of his eye, and the pain is extremely incomparable. The injury is serious. This sword, he really can't stop it. The sword 21 has reached the point of surpassing a sword and surpassing the lonely sword. Jiang Chen is also ecstatic. This sword embodies his innumerable efforts. If it is not inspired by a sword, perhaps he wants to realize this supreme sword so quickly, it is still quite a difficult thing.

Jun Juncong was a bit stunned. He couldn’t lose the sword. But after he lost, his heart was like losing his heart. Because for so many years, he had not lost, no one could beat him, in Shanhaizong, throughout Zhongzhou. This is true above the gods.

But today, he lost to Jiang Chen. He lost not only the glory of his life, but also the loved one he loves, the goddess in his heart, Ling Xiao!

If you lose, you will lose. There is no excuse at all. At this moment, the whole mountain Haizong seems to have become extremely low. No one dares to speak loudly. Jiang Chen is like an unstoppable light, like the same charge. The black horse, standing in the world, stands there, looks proud, does not move like a mountain.

Yang Zen’s heart is incomparably angrily, but he knows, don’t say that it’s Jun Juncong, that sword, even him, has no confidence to pick it up. This Jiang Chen is indeed a very tricky figure.

The most happy person is nothing more than Ling Xiao, but everything can be as she expected?

"I said, I will not defend again. After that, I will not let you alone, watching lonely."