Leveling Up And Becoming Undefeatable

"Beast?"

"Is it a demon?"

......

The crowd suddenly blasted the pot.

Everyone can't believe their own eyes. The king of the kings before the demon 10,000 years ago, after the war of the nations, they ran into the mountains and rarely appeared.

Over the years, everyone has only known in the books that there are demon people and not many people have seen them.

Feng Lei's arms appeared **** scales, like fish scales, and like the legendary dragon scales, the deep red blood between the scales, the five fingers turned into claws, and there was a trace of black slits under the claws, and the space cracked!

This power...

Too strong!

Feng Lei, like a violent lion, turned a deaf ear to the various arguments under the stage. Two blood-filled eyes stared at Chen Zhong, cold and cold: "It is my turn now."

Luo Tian is full of joy.

He knew that the fat man was not that simple. He looked at the **** scales on his arm and said in his heart: "Beast? It seems not so simple."

The **** scales gave him a very unusual feeling.

Not as simple as ordinary animalization, Luo Tian feels that the power of the fat man is stronger than the animalization.

An Chunchun’s eyes were amazed, and the pupil was slightly enlarged, revealing a hint of fear, whispering: “Blood god?”

The sound is small and no outsiders hear it.

Li Xueer was a little surprised. Among all of them, her shocked expression was the lightest, and her look was extremely calm. She smiled softly and said: "The fat man is really mighty."

On the stage.

Chen Zhong’s face changed sharply, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he said coldly: “I didn’t expect the small Yushan City to hide the people of the Yaozu.”

"Alright."

"Today I will be the day!"

immediately.

Chen Zhong walked back to the middle of the ring, took out the sword at the waist, and the sword came out, and a fierce sword was heard around him.

"Hey..."

The sword is raging and forms a hurricane.

Chen Zhong stood in the center of the hurricane, surrounded by swords, and the fierce swordskin moved with his breath and became part of his body.

Zhu Changfeng was secretly surprised, and his heart said: "I don't think Chen Zhong actually cultivated the Star Sword to this point. It seems that he is not catching up with Feng Lei and he will not make it out."

Zhu Yaozong looked worried at Zhu Changfeng.

Zhu Changfeng smiled faintly: "Da Bo, rest assured, even if the fat body is not even the whole animalization, you can wait for the Luo family to drive out of the ancestral home."

Zhu Yaozong’s mouth was raised, like eating a reassuring pill, smiling at the platform.

On the stage.

Feng Lei’s arms were almost dragged to the ground, and the five claws crossed a thin crack in the bluestone, and looked at Chen Zhong, who was wrapped up and wrapped up, "Come on!"

The sound is not falling!

Chen Zhong’s sword pointed out that the sword’s anger suddenly became awkward, “dead!”

"Stars swordsmanship."

"Xing Yao Wan Jian!"

"Qianlong..."

All the swords in Chen Zhong’s body turned into a wireless giant sword and rushed to the sky. The sky was dark and flashed a little starlight.

Under the stars, Wan Jian is out!

"cut!"

"Hey, hey, hehe..."

As countless sharp arrows, Feng Lei shot, Feng Lei's heavy arms swept away.

"boom!"

The sound of the metal being broken off sounded, but the speed of the arms was not fast, and there were so many swords that the whole body was scratched.

In a few seconds, Feng Lei was **** and the whole person looked even more embarrassed.

At first, Feng Lei blocked his arm a few times, and finally he was hard and hard, and he was approaching Chen Zhong step by step.

Wan Jian squats, such as the pain of Ling.

How severe is this pain? The fat man did not even wrinkle his brow. His eyes were printed with Chen Zhong's figure, and he did not care about the physical pain.

This is not dead?

Is he a human being?

Even the Yaozu is not so resistant?

Everyone was scared.

Chen Zhong’s brow is tight, and his heart is alert to the danger. For the first time in history, this feeling has made him extremely uncomfortable. Looking at Feng Lei’s distance of only three meters from his own, his face is twisted and the sword is long. Straight out.

Straight to Feng Lei's life!

This sword is very, very fast, faster than the flow of clouds.

If you are stabbed in the door, even if you are a god, you can't save it.

Feng Lei suddenly stopped, his arms jerked, his eyes staring at one place, his face was extremely excited, and he said, "You are finally here!"

The arms are too heavy.

The heavy Feng Lei can hardly lift it.

Because of this, his speed could not be lifted.

However, the strength contained in the arms is very powerful, so strong that he is too fast to control.

He wants to break this force out, but the premise is that he must be close!

Now the opportunity is finally here.

Feng Lei almost did not hesitate to directly rush to the top, without any defense.

The sword pointed to the door, and Feng Lei greeted him.

You have to stab and stab, and Lao Tzu gives you a stab.

Chen Zhongzhong sneered, "The country is a country, isn't it the fate of a person? Even if you are a Yao."

"Give me death!"

Feng Lei’s arms suddenly moved, and he did not go to hide Chen’s sword.

"Hey!"

A sword stabbed Feng Lei's life gate, and there was a little bit of blood in the door of his life. It was only that Chen Zhong’s sword was stabbed in less than half a centimeter, and it was difficult to score a point, like being caught by something.

At this time, Feng Lei licked his **** teeth and smiled.

Both arms rioted.

The claws are like lightning.

"Hey, hey, hehe..."

The explosive force in the arms was released in an instant, and the bombardment of one strike and one strike was on the chest of Chen Zhong. Every punch was like a giant thunder, the kind of power, the scene was too shocking.

It seems to be hitting everyone's mind!

Everyone is dumbfounded.

Zhu Changfeng is dumbfounded.

Zhu Yaozong, Zhu Jiazhong people are all dumbfounded.

Chen Zhong, the disciple of the top ten strength of Qingyun Zong's outer door, was actually beaten out of breath, and there was no power to fight.

How is this possible?

Things that are impossible!

The fate of the door has been stabbed, so that it is not dead, but also broke out such a powerful force, I am afraid that only fat people can do it.

"boom!"

"boom!"

One arm grabbed Chen Zhong, and one arm slammed into the dead. As he released his power, the scales on his arm were less and less.

The last punch!

"boom!"

A fist punched Chen Zhong’s chest and smashed it~www.wuxiaspot.com~ blood, all kinds of organs flowed out, the scene was extremely bloody, and at this moment Feng Lei grabbed Chen Zhong’s clothes and fell heavily .

Just dropped to the feet of Luo Tian.

"Boss, give it to you!"

Chen Zhongyi dying, looking up at Luo Tian, ​​who looked cold, said: "Don't, don't kill me, my uncle is the elder of Qingyunzong, kill me, you all, all will die..."

Luo Tian stood up and stepped on Chen Zhong’s head, looking at Zhu Changfeng’s cold and cold smile.

Zhu Changfeng’s eyes are like fierce gods, pointing to Luo Tian’s words: “Luo Tian, ​​you dare!”

Luo Tian mouth raised his head and smiled.

now.

The killing is intense, and the **** armor is hunger. Thirsty and excited voice...