Dragon-Marked War God

"Pretend to be a fool? I care what you are, get out of me, dare to fight with me!"

Umontokan also did not dare to continue to challenge the unknown figures in the sky. He lost two generals one after another. Both the morale and the eyes of everyone became hesitant and full of anxiety. After all, these two masters. They are all the right arms of Umontokan, but now they are very tricky. They don't know the details of the other party at all. This is the most terrifying.

Two thunders, two constant star masters, turned to ashes. With such strength, who would dare to fight one?

What Umontokan wants most now is to find out whether the person in the clouds is a ghost or a **** in the legend!

If it is really a god, then what is his origin? Even the people of the Yu clan have many unclear existences. In the eternal world, there are countless strong people and countless races. No one can guarantee that they are the most powerful, not to mention the Milan star they invaded this time. It is also full of mystery.

"All kneel down and kowtow to the gods!"

"Kneel down, thank the gods for your salvation! The gods are up, please wait for me to worship!"

"Heaven, earth, gods come to this world, we don't have to die, oh oh oh!"

"The gods are mighty! The gods are mighty!"

More and more people among the Milan stars bow down, and they are also very afraid of Umontogan and others. If this goes on, they will get worse and worse.

Everyone has lingering fears and dare not speak loudly.

"I am not a god, but I am in charge of injustices in the world. If the feather tribe kills innocent people indiscriminately, I will cut your heads to sacrifice to heaven!"

Jiang Chen stood proudly above the void, on top of the clouds, said in a deep voice.

"court death!"

Umonto gritted his teeth and said, it’s not a so-called god, he has nothing to be afraid of. He feels that this person’s strength is about the same as himself. In that case, his heart is let go, as long as it is not invincible. Enemy, their feather tribe has already occupied most of the Milan star, no one can teach them the feather tribe to do things.

The clouds dispersed, Jiang Chen stood with his hands in front of everyone, but the people above the Milan star kept kowtow to Jiang Chen. After all, Jiang Chen's appearance saved them. In their eyes, Jiang Chen was the god.

"who are you?"

Umonto looked at Jiang Chen coldly and shouted angrily.

"The one who killed you!"

Jiang Chen said.

"The tone is not small, and I am not afraid that the wind will flash my tongue. You will damage my two generals. Today I will kill you!"

Umonto said angrily.

"You can give it a try. Today, none of the Yu clan can run away."

Jiang Chen smiled.

"Hahaha! I'm really not ashamed, I'm a master of hundreds of constant stars, you can kill me by killing? Your strength is at best equal to me. The two generals under me have suffered a dark loss before they were calculated by you. Now that I am a master of Baiheng Star, you are also qualified to yell at me? Really arrogant."

Umonto laughed instead of anger, shaking his head constantly, his eyes full of disdain.

"Yes, the boss today we will never die with him!"

"Yes, avenge our brother!"

"kill--"

People of the Yu clan, at first glance, Jiang Chen is not a god, but just a master with the same strength as the boss. With so many of them, they can drown Jiang Chen with a single spit. What's so terrible?

There are too many ants to kill the elephants, and the crowds of tactics, Jiang Chen is absolutely inevitable!

Wumeng Tuogan gave an order, and hundreds of Hundred Star Masters surrounded Jiang Chen. At this time, they had made all preparations to live with Jiang Chen! Take revenge for their dead companions.

"Success, kill!"

More and more people rushed towards Jiang Chen. Although his strength is very strong, he is still a Hundred Hundred Constant Star. With Wu Meng Tuogan sitting in town, Jiang Chen is absolutely dead.

The people in Tianfeng City also sweated for Jiang Chen. In the sky, Jiang Chen alone fought hundreds of masters of the Feather Clan, which can be described as shocking the world.

Countless lights and shadows flew into the sky, Jiang Chen calmly faced this, Wumeng Tuogan held Fang Tian's painted halberd, roared and led the crowd, fighting endlessly with Jiang Chen.

The power of horror swept across the entire Tianfeng City, and more and more people were panicked. Many people in Tianfeng City kept backing away, lest the pond fish be affected.

The battle of hundreds of constant star masters was too tragic, and Jiang Chen was completely overwhelmed by his own power.

"Does even the gods fall?"

"Impossible... It is impossible! The gods will definitely not abandon us!"

"It's not the gods who abandon us now, it's the gods who can't stop these feather clan executioners from slaughtering."

"Is it difficult for the sky to perish my Tianfeng City?"

"Not only Skywind City, but the current Milan star is already in dire straits. I don't know how many people have lost their lives and been displaced."

Jiang Chen's figure was besieged by hundreds of masters, and they even felt desperate. Even the gods could not save them from the fire and water, so who else could keep them alive?

Among the Milan stars, no one can leave alive. This is a slaughter, a battle of slaughter more terrifying than natural disasters, and everyone feels desperate.

"If you don't kill you today, how can I explain to the Yu brothers? Hahaha! Go to death!"

The terrifying Fang Tian painted a halberd, sweeping across the sky, killing Vientiane, right in the middle of Jiang Chen.

But at this moment, Jiang Chen suddenly rose into the sky and flew towards the top of the sky.

A cold light flashed, all thoughts were ashamed, the sword shadow in the sky, walking down in the void.

"what--"

"Help--"

The screams are endless. Jiang Chen's sword light pointed to the cold light, and more and more people fell from the sky. Where Jiang Chen's sword shadow passed, no grass grew, and a sword sealed his throat. The killing intent is endless.

This is the real sword fighting for thousands of miles, invincible. No one can stop Jiang Chen's footsteps. Jiang Chen's sword is more terrifying than the death god's sickle. Wumengtuo glared at him, and took a cold breath in his heart. Unexpectedly, Jiang Chen would be so arrogant, so presumptuous, and the battle would be imminent, killing everyone with one sword.

Hundreds of constant star masters, in Jiang Chen's hands, were like terracotta dogs. They originally wanted to defeat Jiang Chen with a crowd of tactics, but now they all seem to be like fantasy.

"No... it's impossible..."

Wumeng Tuogan's face was pale, holding Fang Tian's painting halberd tightly, killing Xiang Jiang Chen time and time again, but he couldn't shake Jiang Chen at all. On the contrary, it was Jiang Chen's sword, invincible, the sword fought endlessly, life was cut off, everyone was completely deprived. Jiang Chen beheaded, no one left, the Yu clan master, in front of Jiang Chen, was like rubbish.

Even Wumeng Tuogan was stunned. In the end, he was angry and pushed towards Jiang Chen step by step. Fang Tian's painted halberd had been smashed by Jiang Chen with a sword, and he was scared to death!