Super System: My One-click Cultivation

With the help of Jian Jing's power, the situation is quite different.

After all, this sword crystal was left by the sword ancestor, possessing all kinds of incredible power.

And this is also Luo Chen's confidence to face a Bone Race Martial Emperor!

Otherwise, Luo Chen had already figured out a way to send himself into a safe place, leaving the elders of Liuyun Academy to take action to solve this Bone Race Martial Emperor.

Without absolute certainty, Luo Chen would never have committed a risk with his own body!

Because Luo Chen knows very well that a genius who is dead is no longer a genius. Even if he has a system, he can only reach the top if he is alive!

Taking a deep breath, Luo Chen held the incomplete Sword Ancestor Sabre, carefully stepped back two steps, and looked at the Bone Race Martial Emperor warily.

Even with the help of Jianjing's power, after the sword was cut out just now, he was almost emptied of the power in his body, and now he can still stand in place, but it is just a breath of support.

If you are too close to the Bone Race Martial Emperor, it is hard to guarantee that the Bone Race Martial Emperor will not suddenly convulsions and fight him hard!

The Bone Race Emperor naturally noticed Luo Chen’s weakness, but the sword aura that Luo Chen cut out before was too shocking, and from that sword aura, the Black Robe Bone Race even faintly noticed a wave. The energy that made his heart palpitations.

In this situation, even if Luo Chen’s weakness has been sensed, the Black Robe Bone Race still dare not act rashly, so they have to gather the true essence of the whole body and build a solid barrier in front of them, trying to catch Luo Chen just cut out That sword energy.

"Full defense?" Luo Chen saw a little more smile on his face, and lightly shouted: "Jin Yu!"

"Master, don't worry, Jin Yu understands!" Hearing Luo Chen's voice, Jin Yu quickly understood. Suddenly a golden feather fan burning with a blazing purple fire appeared in his hand, and purple light flashed in his eyes.

"Give you some fire!" Jin Yu screamed, and the feather fan in his hand slammed, and the Nine Nether Flame turned into a flame tornado and rushed towards the Bone Race Martial Emperor.

Upon seeing this, the Bone Clan Wuhuang's pupils suddenly shrank, and the face covered by the black robe was even more angry.

The Nine Nether Flames were extremely restrained against the Bone Race, and the Nine Nether Flames that Jin Yu threw at this moment directly caused him to fall into a desperate situation!

"Damn boy! Damn Jiuyou Devil!" The Black Robe Bone Race pulled off the black robe on his body, revealing a pale and rotten face.

"Since you don't want me to live, let's die together!" A terrifying smile appeared on the face of the Black Robe Bone Race. The flames in his eyes jumped twice, and terrifying energy fluctuations emanated from him.

"No! He is going to blew himself up!" Luo Chen's expression changed as he sensed the energy fluctuations on the Black Robe Bone Race and lost his voice.

"That's right, it's a pity that there is no reward!" The Black Robe Bone Race said with a grinning smile: "You are proud to be able to make this emperor sacrifice a clone!

Today, you will be buried with the clone of the emperor! "

Before the Black Robe Bone Clan's voice fell, his body suddenly swelled twice, surrounded by **** breaths, giving people extremely strong pressure.

"Die!"

Seeing the **** breath swell to the extreme, the Black Robe Bone Race grinned, and the **** breath suddenly exploded.

"Hey... Thousands of years have passed, and your method hasn't changed at all," Seeing the **** breath spreading around, a sigh of disdain suddenly came from the air.