Chapter 3050

Nangong Chen holds a bone eating sword, and his breath keeps rising.

The rolling evil spirit, with the boundless plunder, surges between heaven and earth, as if to swallow up the void.

Where we pass by, everything withers!

White bones, demons, Shura Innumerable ferocious nine you demons rise and fall among them, send out terrible roar.

"Good sword."

Qin Yi could not help praising.

With his eyes, it is not difficult to see that this is a powerful and terrifying imperial soldier, which contains the sword meaning, which is earth shaking.

In fact, it is also the same. This bone eating sword was originally a top-notch imperial weapon in the middle class. It was owned by a famous strong man in the world of seven prisons.

It's a pity that the strong one was defeated in the face of the powerful enemy, and the bone eating sword was also damaged and fell into the grade.

After being obtained by Nangong Chen, he reluctantly let the bone eating sword return to the medium-level imperial ware after thousands of years of warm cultivation.

It is relying on this sword that nangongchen can be invincible!

He fought with 13 strong men of the same level and achieved the name of invincible.

"Younger generation, your talent is the most amazing talent I have ever seen in my life. Even the prince's Royal Highness in the imperial capital has been suppressed by you.

In the future, you may not be able to have a glimpse of the mysteries of the giant territory. Unfortunately, you met Ben Jun.... "

Nangong Chen's words are extremely sorry, but the killing intention in the eyes is not covered up.

"Sword is a good sword, but it depends on whose hand it is used. If the sword was in the hands of the previous generation of masters, I might be afraid of it.

As for you, just ants! "

Qin Yi eyes if high hanging, the corner of the mouth slightly hook up.

If it is a high-level imperial weapon, he will naturally be defeated.

What's his fear of a medium level imperial vessel or a damaged one?

"Ants? You want to die

Nangong Chen's face was heavy, her eyes were cold and full of frost.

"The world is in decline!"

Nangong Chen screams, one step, another sword cut out.

He is like a demon God. The endless evil spirit is boiling under his feet like the sea tide. With his sword, he rushes out wildly, as if to submerge the whole world of seven prisons.

If it does fall, not to mention the whole world of seven prisons, at least Qingming state will be swept away by this sword.

Standing in the world clearly, there is a feeling of falling into hell!

"If you have already set foot in the fourth level, this sword may still be able to have a look, but now it is not worth mentioning."

Qin Yi's eyes flash slightly, step out, the void trembles.

Bow down.

Clench your fist.

The spine dragon roared like a real dragon. Shuer, one punch, one punch, one punch, one punch, one punch, one punch, one punch, one punch, one punch, one punch, one punch, one punch, one punch, one punch, one punch, one punch, one punch, one punch, one punch, one punch, one punch, one punch, one punch!

The majestic fist meaning of the tyrant rises to the sky in an instant.

The sun rises and the moon sets and the mountains rise and fall. It seems that there is an endless world in the fist.

The weight of this blow is unbearable for hundreds of millions of miles. It covers the sky, the earth and the whole world in an instant!

The majestic meaning of the fist has not yet been blown out, and the vast void seems to be pressed to sink together and may be broken at any time.

The onlookers breathed for a while, and the time seemed to stop flowing, and everything was still. Only this fist, which seemed slow but in fact too fast, ran through the sun and moon.

"Yes?"

Even Nangong Chen was no exception, stagnated in the air.

Looking at this fist, his body trembled, his heart beat like thunder as if he had been held by a big hand. An absurd idea came to his mind.

With this blow, he will die!

"No, how could I fail?"

Nangong Chen roared, and the scarlet under his eyes became more and more intense.

It seems that there are tens of thousands of gods and Demons roaring in his body, and the surging power flows in all parts of his body, trying to break free from bondage.

Ten thousand one breath, Nangong Chen finally broke free from the suppression of boxing.

It's a pity.

The fist is here!

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