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One thousand seven white twenty-three chapters seven stars Douzhuan

Boom.

The five-color mountain shadow descended with a bang, smashing the evil spirit with a destructive posture, and crushing it with unabashed trend.

Even the evil spirit that scattered out can't escape the devouring of the Heaven-Swallowing Martial Soul.

"No"

The martial soul was broken, and the Qingye soul screamed repeatedly, the seven holes were bleeding, and they held their hands up, but it had no effect at all. Without even a breath, they were crushed into minced meat and exploded.

A junior war saint was shocked and killed by Li Chen with one move. The soul, martial soul, and even the soul that represents the second life of a warrior did not escape at all.

Although it was because of Qing Yehun's carelessness, it has to be said that Li Chen's strength is indeed terrifying.

Although with his current strength, he is at the top of the intermediate war saint, his strong and yang power is nothing more than an attack from a high-level war saint to Qingyehun.

In this way, it is not unfair to be destroyed in one move.

What's more, Li Chen still has the secret technique of returning to the Three Gods and not using it. Of course, Qingyehun is not qualified yet.

"How is that possible."

Zhu Gangli looked at it with real eyes and his face turned green immediately.

I never expected that Qing Yehun, who was only weaker than me, would be shot to death by Li Chen.

Think about it decades ago, Li Chen, who was still chasing him, had no way to go to the sky and had no way to enter the ground, and was exhausted. How could his strength change in such a drastic change in such a short time?

But the facts were right in front of him, but he couldn't help but believe it.

Whoosh.

Suddenly, a strong wind suddenly erupted beside him, and a blue halo shot out a hundred feet in an instant.

"Blue Sword, you"

Zhu Gangli realized it later. When he saw that it was the Blue Sword War Saint who rushed out like a swimming fish, his mind suddenly froze. The next moment, he came back to his senses after realizing it.

It turned out that before I knew it, Lan Jian had already treated him as a cushion.

As long as things go wrong, this cunning guy will naturally put oil on his feet and get out of the way first.

No matter how bad it is, with Zhu Gangli's dignified battle saint, he can at least delay time.

But the development of things far exceeded Zhu Gangli's imagination, so that his brain was a little too small.

roar.

Suddenly, seven powerful sword auras soared into the sky, like locking dragons, or like real dragons soaring into the air, turning into an airtight sword prison, trapping the Blue Sword War Saint.

"First Peak"

The inexplicable shock of the Blue Sword Zhan Sheng, his eyes widened, even more shocking than Zhu Gangli.

As a swordsman, Blue Sword War Saint has extraordinary achievements in swordsmanship, and instantly felt the terrifying power from this seven-colored sword aura.

That is a force that can make oneself fall.

"Ahhhh Jianyoutiandu"

Amid the roar, the Blue Sword War Saint desperately swelled his demonic energy, and suddenly turned into a swordfish that was more than ten feet in size and was blue and golden.

And its original body, wrapped in the majestic demon essence, rose again and again, and the phantom directly exceeded 100 feet, and finally turned into a blue and golden giant sword of a hundred feet size.

This giant sword seems bulky, but it is actually extremely flexible, wandering away among the seven sword auras.

But the gap in realm has long been doomed.

Crane.

No matter how slippery the Blue Sword War Saint's body movement was, no matter how much his combat power had improved, he was trapped in the middle with the gathering of seven sword auras.

So much so that in every collision, there is a sharp explosion of gold and iron.

"break."

Below, a faint drink with a hint of majesty came suddenly.

Click.

Almost at the moment when the sound fell, the blue and golden sword lights burst into starlight, mixed with a large piece of blood mist that soared into the sky.

Looking from afar, it seems like an extremely gorgeous firework blooming in the sky.

Unfortunately, these fireworks represent the withering of life.

Om Long.

The light and shadow dissipated, and on the body of the swordfish that had a strong defense, the scales, which had been severely defensive, were shattered and blood stains flowed.

"Puff puff cough cough."

The light suddenly turned into a miserable body and extremely depressed breath. The Blue Sword Zhan Sheng coughed out several mouthfuls of blood and forced himself to look at the young man who was ten feet away from him and said, "What's this trick called?"

"Seven Stars Turn."

Lu Youlong's face was calm, and there was no sign of it. He had just one heavy blow and almost wiped out the complacent that an intermediate war saint should have.

"Haha, what a seven-star turn, the stars are really moving."

Lan Jian Zhan Shengqiang laughed. Before he finished speaking, a big blood mist burst out from his body, and the person was also split.

Even the demon souls, martial souls, and even the souls inside it have no escape from the heaven of birth.

Everything happened so suddenly that Zhu Gangli, who had just discovered that the Blue Sword War Saint escaped, still didn't come back to his senses at this time.

When he came to his senses and saw this scene, he was stunned on the spot again, so that even Li Chen had come close to him without even notice.

boom.

The powerful fist wind roared out and directly hit Zhu Gangli's forehead.

"you"

Zhu Gangli looked back in horror and found that it was Li Chen who attacked him. It was too late to fight back, so he had to hurry to draw the sword to block it.

Dang.

Unfortunately, Li Chen, who had made great progress in strength, was so powerful that he knocked away his fangs and sword with one punch, and his fist came instantly.

"hateful."

Zhu Gangli naturally would not sit and wait for death. He suddenly waved his basin-sized head, and suddenly turned into a monster with a hideous pig head and a human body with a water jar.

Especially the two huge fangs on the corner of his mouth flashed with unimaginable sharp energy, and it broke through the air like a sharp blade and rushed towards Li Chen's fist peak.

"Break."

Li Chen's face was cold, and the light golden light flashed on his fist, and his power instantly increased several times.

Click.

In an instant, the energy disintegrated, and a fang suddenly soared into the sky with a thunderous breaking sound.

"ah"

Zhu Gangli flew back with a roar, and he spitted a large bunch of blood mist in his mouth.

As a monster, his fangs with the strongest attack power were interrupted, and the pain was directly penetrated into his soul. You can imagine how great his pain was.

Fortunately, this severe pain will never last for too long, because Li Chen did not intend to give him a chance to survive.

"die."

Li Chen slapped his palm down.

Om Long.

The dark cloud thunder pattern palm print came with a bang and instantly hit Zhu Gangli's forehead. The violent thunder power rushed directly into the sea of ​​consciousness, destroying his demon soul and martial soul.

Even the soul in the dantian was punched by Li Chen and smashed it into pieces.

The soul can take over the body and be reborn. Although it is unlikely that it will grow up again, Li Chen will not give them a chance.

roar.

Wangcai, who had been unable to hold back, flew up from the top of the mountain in an instant, opened his mouth and swallowed the bodies of the three war saints.

As for the demon pills of both, they were put away by Li Chen.

It’s not that he was reluctant to refine it for him, but that the flesh and blood contained in the bodies of the three strong men was enough for Wangcai to refine it for a long time.

If you really swallow it together, it would be strange if you don’t get over to death.
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