Chapter 2727

In addition to a cold smile on the tomb of the disciple Xiaohai, there is no one left in the tomb.

"You go back, the palace will solve the matter here."

Voice down, Xiao Chen soared to the sky, blink of an eye has appeared outside the Xihai tomb.

"Xiao Chen, the God of death, is here. Those who are not afraid of death may come!"

God of war suit in the body, Ling Tianhua gun, Xiao Chen holding a long gun, rolling sound, far away.

At the next moment, a breath came from different directions, and then many strong people came to the sound. Within a dozen minutes, many strong people appeared around, and there were more powerful people hiding in the dark.

"Finally, Xiao Chen, I'm looking forward to your performance!" Tianjizi with two maidens, standing in the crowd, light looking at Xiao Chen standing in the air.

"He is the real murderer of Li Ping. Although I can't kill you, you will die this time." In the crowd, Mo Beishan gnaws his teeth and his eyes are full of hatred. Beside him, baihualan and Deng Jiuyou are all staring at Xiao Chen.

"Even if you have three ancestral utensils, you don't have to be cheap." In the crowd, Xiarui, the leader of Qinghai clan, said coldly.

It is not only them, but also the strongmen of Shengde Shengchao and luotianzong. Even the master and servant of the chime bamboo are also watching from afar.

"Xiao Chen, hand over your ancestral utensils. I can spare you from death!" A young man jumped up and looked at Xiao Chen in a cold voice.

"Go away, the weak are not qualified to speak with Ben Sha Shen." Xiao Chen cold voice way, look all don't look at him.

"You want to die, I am...!" The young man is furious, just want to report his name, Xiao Chen has appeared in front of him, and the long grab in his hand has passed through his stomach.

"No one will remember the names of the weak." Xiao Chen cold voice way, and then draw out the long gun, the figure of the youth has fallen down.

"Although ancestral utensils are good, they have to be enjoyed."

"Pa Pa Pa Pa, worthy of killing God Xiao Chen, is merciless. But you can't keep Zuqi. Give him to me. I can save your life in the name of Xia family, the top ten saints."

With the sound of applause falling, another smiling youth came out, looking at Xiao Chen, said faintly.

"Give it to you. What are you, the ten holy families, so famous, but it's no use for the God of killing. If you want the ancestral utensils, you can grab them. You can't blame others for your life and death."

Xiao Chen said indifferently.

"Xiao Chen, do you know how many forces have come here for the sake of ancestral utensils, and how many strong men are ready to fight. You can't live without me."

Xia's youth looks a little ugly.

"Joke, with the four fold cultivation of your ancestor, you also want to protect me. I'm afraid you didn't wake up. You know, not everyone will sell Xia family a face." Xiao Chen sneered.

"You want to die!" Xia's young face was even more ugly. Zusheng's four heavy breath all burst out, and the momentum was astonishing, but there was no use for eggs. At this time, Xiao Chen's long spear turned into a knife, which had been turned into starlight.

"He even dare to kill the people of Xia family. How dare he

"Rabbits will bite people when they are in a hurry. What's more, he can pull one by one in this situation of death. Only a fool will threaten him with power."

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