"puff!"

Jian Guang torn off the flames and cut it on the body of Chihong. Blood splashed, and Chihong's body flew out without controlling it.

"Bang!"

Under the eyes of everyone, Chihong fell to the ground, and a bite of blood spit out.

Looking at the embarrassment, the bloody red flood, everyone was stunned and stunned in place, as if seeing things beyond their cognition.

The crowd was once in a strange dead silence.

One second.

Two seconds.

Nympho

I don't know how long in the past.

"Win?"

Someone dare not look at the people around you.

"Win!"

The person next to him nodded hard.

"Haha, win!"

"Win! Win! Hahahaha !!!"

"We finally win!"

Everyone shouted excitedly.

Smiling Yan Kai.

In this scene, the demon masters who watched were all stunned.

A master of the demon clan laughed and couldn't help but hit: "You just won the red flood. There are still nine people in our Demon clan. You are happy too early."

Everyone laughed.

Look at each other

Then.

The smile on the face gradually disappeared.

good.

Xu Chen only defeated Chihong alone.

Human warriors disappeared with laughter, and their faces were full of anxiety.

The masters of the demons, whispered.

"I did not expect Chihong to lose in the hands of the man's native."

"This people have a little strength, not to be underestimated."

"But after all, he is just one person, fighting with Chihong, and now how much strength can be retained?"

"I go to his surname!"

"Let me go!"

"Kill the chicken and use a cattle knife, I'll go!"

For a while, there were four or five demons who stood out, and wanted to end the last battle.

Yan Lun said, "Don't fight, this battle, I come."

When he fell, he didn't wait for the response of other people.

Several demon masters who were fighting for the battle, saw Yanlun's first step in. Although they were unwilling, they could only grit their teeth.

"Xu Chen, can you know me well?"

Yan Lun stood opposite Xu Chen, and was not in a hurry to immediately shoot Xu Chen.

"Nature, your name is Yanlun."

Xu Chen held the blood shadow sword in his hand and said lightly.

Yan Lun laughed: "Since you still recognize me, you must know my strength. Do you think you and I have a victory?

"Don't fight a game, how do you know that I am not your opponent?"

Xu Chen asked.

"Stubborn!"

Yan Lun never thought that he would make Xu Chen obediently to lose with a few words. He also knew the power of Xu Chen, so he didn't dare to have the idea of ​​hidden strength. The surging magic rises.

Yanlun swept the heinous magic, and she banged madly with punch and punch. In the middle of the time, countless punching strength was like a rain point.

Without the suppression of the rules of heaven and earth, the strength of Yanlun's outbreak at this moment compared to the time when fighting with Xu Chen a few months ago, the powerful one is not a star.

Moreover, as soon as he came up, he showed an extremely strong offensive. Obviously, he was ready to make a quick decision and simply won the battle.

Seeing this, everyone couldn't help holding his breath.

Afraid of the sound of breathing, it will affect Xu Chen's judgment.

Under the stare of the nervous and expectations of everyone, Xu Chen's body was slightly shook, and his figure disappeared from the same place, and then the wind was like the wind.

While avoiding the attack, Xu Chen quietly approached Yanlun. Holding the sword with both hands, ninety -dwelling and thunder's artistic conception were poured on the blood shadow sword.

Cut it.

Yan Lun bombed for a while, and before he had time to breathe, he saw a cold light suddenly tore the air and chopped him.

The pupils contracted sharply.

But at this moment, he couldn't make dodge, and he could only watch the cold light approaching.

"boom!"

Yanlun exploded a circle of air, and his whole person flew out by a force.

"Win!"

"Spike?"

"Hahaha, it's too strong, spike!"

Seeing that Yanlun was cut by Xu Chen's sword, a shocking noise broke out in the crowd.

There is no pupil shrinkage, and the face is full of unbelievable color.

He didn't understand, how could an indigenous man in the wasteland have such a perverted strength?

There is no reason to say.

"How can he be so strong?"

Huangfu Ling's mouth twitched violently.

Zhao Dao: "He must hide secrets on his body, and his strength must be related to that secret."

Zhou Wuya's spirit was vibrated, and a touch of heat was passed in his eyes: "Yes, Xu Chen may have obtained the inheritance of the saint in a coincidence, and the realm of the sage is not low, it may be the great sanctuary, or it may be the holy king."

There is no war, Huang Fuling, Zhao Xin's eyes passing by a touch of greed and aspirations at the same time.

"Bang!"

Yan Lun fell to the ground, and the huge power was directly cracking on the ground.

Look at it with a look.

Immediately.

Everyone couldn't help but shrink the pupils.

There was only a light white sword mark on Yanlun's chest.

"What? With Xu Chen's sword, only a light marks appeared on the scales."

"Defense is a pervert."

"The horns are famous for their defense. If Xu Chen can't break Yanlun's physical defense, how can this battle be played? Is it necessary to fight?"

Everyone's discussion has worried about Xu Chen.

Xu Chen is expressionless.

The sword just now, the blood shadow sword torn off Yanlun's body magic, the sword tipped across Yanlun's chest, and extended to the abdomen.

A shallow sword marks appeared on the chest.

Horner Demon.

Defense and strength are famous.
To be continued...