The Brilliant Fighting Master

A hunt started like this.

The eight captains of the early Wu Zun soldiers went all out, but they failed to catch up with Jiang Chen, but instead watched him getting farther and farther, they would fly out of sight.

However, Shangguan Yan was in perseverance, and in the middle of Wu Zun, she was much better than the team leader.

Nai He Chen not only refines the artistic conception of ventilation, but also owns powerful and powerful forces, and the magical power of Shenhai flows slowly, and she can obtain lightning speed.

"Miss Shangguan, I only need one sword to kill you, don't challenge my patience."

Jiang Chen turned around and said aloud, running Shenhai fiercely, the gushing force caused him to break into the air, producing a sonic boom.

In Shangguanyan's eyes, Jiang Chen speeded up several times in an instant, and she could only watch.

"How can his body withstand this speed?"

Shangguanyan didn't understand that Jiang Chen's speed was terrifying to those in Wu Zun's early days. If he emptied at that speed, his body would not be able to bear it and broke.

But Jiang Chen was just like someone who was okay, so he didn't understand.

"In the real world, you can't run away!" Shangguan Yanxin said.

At the same time, Jiang Chen, who had shaken off Shangguanyan, slowed down and touched his palm with his palm. He secretly said, "It is indeed a body poured out of dragon blood."

The experience of Tianwai Battlefield is not pleasant, but in some ways, the gains are still quite great.

In less than a month, he reached the early stage of Wu Zun from Tongtianjing Yaetian, and the fighting level made him pick up the Chixiao sword again.

In addition, it was a pleasant surprise to see Bai Ling and his father successively.

Despite the difference in the end, it is good news that Bai Ling went to the demon world and his father became a great lord.

"I hope nothing happens at home."

It didn't take long for Jiang Chen to be happy, and he thought of being sent to the real world, because he was not strong enough to go back, and knew that he was too happy.

"When my father became a great lord, I let the inverse dragon army, a real force in the real world, be helpless, and when I followed it, it was when I went to the Middle Three Realms."

Jiang Chen looked up at the sky, he was only one plane channel away from the Middle Three Realms.

Suddenly, he noticed something, and instantly settled himself, unaffected by the slightest inertia.

He looked ahead and saw a chariot descending on the sky.

It is not a chariot formed by formations. It is a real chariot. There are four god-level monsters in front of it, which are like horses.

Obviously beasts, with a pair of eyes revealing pride.

"Tianma!"

Jiang Chen sank in his heart. This is a rare monster. Most people don't use it to pull a car. It is rare to ride it.

But now comes the day horse cart, the chariot is made of bronze, gold and silver decoration, very gorgeous.

"You don't think you killed someone in Shangguan's house, and you can leave without incident ?!"

A cold voice sounded in the chariot, the chill struck people, and there was even more substantive pressure.

"Lingzun!"

Jiang Chen felt the dignity of the coming person.

The tank did not crash into him in the end, it seemed that the owner of the vehicle did not want his blood to spill on the vehicle.

The chariot stopped steadily ten meters in front of Jiang Chen, and a pair of long and thin hands extended from the carriage.

Immediately, this spirit statue appeared in front of Jiang Chen.

A noble middle-aged man dressed in a black robe with gold silk embroidery on his placket and collar.

The clothes in the neckline are very expensive at first glance, and they can be made into a magical-grade battle suit.

But he didn't do that. He wore it directly on his body and cut it perfectly. It was really expensive.

The spirit respectfully came to kill, maintaining grace with every move, eyes cold.

I don't know why, unlike on the battlefield, the spirits encountered here seem more deterrent.

It may be because of the crowds on the battlefield that Jiang Chen can form a confrontation.

It is very dangerous to face alone outside the battlefield.

"You become Wu Zun at a young age, and you have a bright future, but you have to kill yourself." Ling Zun looked at Jiang Chen for a few moments, but his expression was still indifferent.

"Is this self-destruction? Maybe I'm bigger than your young master in Shangguan." Jiang Chen said.

"Oh?"

Seeing him so indifferent, Lingzun was dubious and said, "What's your origin?"

"My father is a great lord."

Jiang Chen had a whimsy and wanted to know what the effect of saying this was.

Facts have proven that the influence of the Supreme Master is truly extraordinary, and the Spirit Master who has always changed his face suddenly opened his eyes and his face was full of hesitation.

"What's your father's name?" Even the tone was not as arrogant as before.

"You haven't heard it."

Jiang Chen also did not expect to really move out of his father to drive the enemy back, and he answered at will.

"Do you think this saved you?"

Lingzun thought he was lying and was a little angry.

The sleeve was waving, and a wooden sword only one foot long was volatile, and shot away.

Although it is only a wooden sword, its sharpness is comparable to the Chixiao sword.

Jiang Chen hurried to hide next to him, the wooden sword passed by, and a long mouth was torn from the clothing in front of him.

"Ha ha."

Ling Zun sneered, and said, "It turned out that I was just talking hard."

It turned out that he had reservations about the sword he had just wanted to verify what Jiang Chen had just said.

If his father is really a great lord, there must be a life-saving magic weapon on his body that can block his sword.

"go to hell."

Lingzun no longer sympathized, the wooden sword almost flickered, and Jiang Chen was passed through.

"moron."

Jiang Chen poked his mouth and suddenly rose up in front of him, turning into a solid wall of light, and flying out the wooden sword.

"This is it?" Lingzun's instinct made him feel bad.

"Get up!"

Jiang Chen sacrificed eight dragons, and the blue demon, black dragon, and demon appeared in the image of eight deities.

The three did not need Jiang Chen to say, shot together, and rushed towards Lingzun.

"What is this magic weapon ?!"

Jiang Chen, who was still laughing at Jiang Chen's lack of life-saving magic, was taken aback, especially that the black dragon was not simply a collection of spirit, it was a real dragon soul.

The proud four horses screamed like fearful children, ran out of control, and dragged chariots up and down.

Lingzun had no intention to control the chariot, and he had not recovered from the appearance of the three tribes.

"Slow!"

He believed that Jiang Chen's father was really a great respecter ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ he didn't want to really attract disaster stars.

"Don't you think it's late now?"

Jiang Chen brought the sword to death. When he arrived in front of Lingzun, Tian Buzhong, Long Bu Zhong, and Ashura merged into his sword power and killed him.

"hateful!"

"Da Luotian Palm!"

Lingzun had to take a shot, but looking at his appearance, he was obviously not confident enough, and did his best to make a hand.

His worry was not unreasonable, and the power of Babu Tianlong instantly resolved his power.

What followed was Jiang Chen's cold sword.

Author's note: The fourth chapter is set for tomorrow. The plot of the true military world must be carefully conceived, so that you dare not write it in random. Rest assured, since the day of the shelves, four more days have been promised, and so far, no one has owed a day, only a lot more, and in addition, at the end of next month will continue to erupt from the beginning of twenty chapters!