Chapter 3799

Room Wu Road did not expect, purple Chen unexpectedly dare to take the initiative to attack, this let him some accident, but more still angry.

Because he was the first person in the house, he was despised by an outsider.

Just listen to him a big drink, in front of the flying out of a light print, light and long, like a hill, spinning forward, causing space ripples.

This is a soul soldier of extraordinary quality and one of the powerful means of fangwudao.

Zichen's speed did not decrease at all. The terrible breath carried by the long stick strengthened several points when moving forward, smashing on the light print.

The light print burst into pieces, and the stick shadow was also scattered, and the powerful air waves scattered in the air.

A high-quality soul soldier is so damaged.

But for Fang Wudao, who is rich and powerful, this loss is nothing. He looks the same. He waves again, and the second soul soldier appears.

This is a long gun with animal patterns engraved on its body. With the infusion of soul power from fangwudao, those beasts seem to have come to life.

This is a tiger eating gun!

In the house of fame is not small, is a well-known soul soldier, its own value.

These beasts are tigers, but they are not carved on them, but war guns. Every time a tiger is killed, it will devour the soul of the other side and seal it in it.

The soul of the tiger sealed in the spear seems to be reviving. The red eyes seem to be able to capture people's soul.

"Die!"

Fang Wudao tries his best to stimulate the gun, and the strong breath spreads out, sweeping around like a storm.

Those twelve people let people's soul state retreat to both sides at once.

Fang Wuling did not retreat, but still stood there. Her whole body was shining and her dress was still calm. Her eyes were staring at Zichen, like a cold snake, ready to attack its prey.

The long stick held high in Zichen's hand, and the thunder force in his body was still full, which was gathering towards the long stick crazily.

If we talk about the quality of soul soldiers, the long stick is a hundred soldiers on the holy mountain, and its power is not weak.

At present, with the lines lit up, purple light filled the world, illuminate the four fields, Zichen is a stick to hit, this time is full strength.

There was a huge crack on the ground, which extended to the bamboo forest. Many of the thunder bamboo monsters who were still wandering around the edge of the bamboo forest were torn apart.

The powerful energy surges between, purple Chen's body shape retreats several Zhang, the facial expression is slightly some pale, the previous full strength hits, the consumption is not small.

Looking at Fang Wudao in front of him, he retreated nearly ten Zhang. There were cracks all over the gun in his hand. With Fang Wudao gently exerting force, the gun broke into several pieces.

Two attacks in a row, two soul soldiers are destroyed.

Even Fang Wudao, who was rich and powerful, was a bit gloomy at the moment, but he was not in love with soul soldiers. Although it was really precious, what he cared about was that he lost his face here.

"The hundred soldiers from the holy mountain are worthy of their reputation."

Fang Wudao lost the hand has been scrapped to irreparable war guns, indifferent to say.

The pupil of Zichen shrinks slightly, the light shield in left hand suddenly lights up, he raises light shield, block in front.

A sword light from the virtual to the real suddenly appeared, which was directly toward the purple Chen eyebrow heart, but was isolated by the light shield.

In the rear, seeing this scene, Fang Wulian angrily yelled, "bitch, you even sneak attack!"

This is Fang Wuling's attack, silent. If Zichen's perception of soul power was not extremely keen, he would have been seriously injured even if he did not die.

Because this blow is not trivial, even if the hundred soldiers light shield block, still has a cold breath, into the body.

If the general defense had been changed, it would have been penetrated long ago.

It's not the real way to kill other people.

In the right hand of Zichen, the long stick lit up again, and he had a cold idea in his eyes.

When Fang Wuling saw this scene, his face immediately changed and he wanted to take away the soul soldier.

It is already late, the long stick in Zichen's hand is smashed immediately. With a purple half arc, the long stick sweeps the soul soldier of Fang Wuling.

With the sound of Peng, her soul soldiers were torn apart.

This is the attack means of Zichen. He is strong, and after using a hundred soldiers with all his strength, he is just as powerful as a tiger.

Shua!

At the next moment, Zichen's figure disappeared.

"Back off!"

Fang Wudao in the rear yelled, and then quickly stepped forward, and there was a soul soldier in his hand.

Fang Wuling sensed the danger and retreated to the rear.

Zichen's stick is blocked by Fangwu Road, and the strong breath disperses.

Then, the purple Chen body shape one flash, arrived the room Wu Road body side, is a hit falls again.

One hit and another, the next purple Chen, constantly around the room Wu Road in the attack, during the two sides of the soul soldiers constantly collide.

The soul soldier of Fang Wu Road is not broken, but now he has been entangled by Zichen, and can hardly shake off each other.Zichen used the shock fighting technique, every attack fell, there was a trace of shock force through the soul soldiers into the body of Fangwu road.

Fang Wudao, who is known as the first person in the Fang family, is more and more difficult to block. Slowly, his speed also slows down.

Zichen's last stick falls, and the weapon passes through the enemy's soul soldier defense, and directly hits the chest of Fang Wudao.

During this period, a ray of light came from his robe, which was the Dharma robe.

Peng's sound, Fang Wu Road's body flies upside down.

After landing, Fang Wudao coughed up a mouthful of blood.

And the third soul soldier in his hand is also a direct fracture.

The first person recognized by the house was defeated in the hands of Zichen.

But Zichen is obviously not so satisfied with his achievements. In the same level, he is not afraid of anyone. If it was not for the faling robe on Fang Wudao, the opponent would not be as simple as coughing up blood.

This is the real sense of Fang Wulian to see the strength of Zichen. At the moment, he is wide eyed and shocked.

He has been acting all these years. Although he hates Fang Wudao in his heart, he knows the strong strength of the other side. He is the first person in the Fang family and the first person in the world.

But I didn't expect that he was so vulnerable in front of Zichen.

"You want to die!"

The room Wu Ling that retreats, saw the room Wu road that injures vomit blood, seem to have lost sense the same, toward purple Chen to rush.

"Come back!"

Fang Wudao called, but Fang Wuling did not stop.

Zichen's expression is indifferent, a step forward, again holding the stick to fall, this time long stick on the bright lines, seems to be some more.

The bright purple light burst out, the strong breath surged out, and the purple Chen one stick smashed.

This stick contains the power of destroying the withered and decaying. The soul soldiers taken out by Fang Wuling are immediately shattered. Zichen's attack power is not reduced, and falls on Fang Wuling.

Her body was also smashed and flew out. Even though the faling robe blocked most of Zichen's attacks for her, she was still seriously injured after landing.

The first and second strong man of the house was defeated in the hands of Zichen.

The other 12 people saw this and immediately stepped forward to protect them behind them.

Fang Wu Road staggers to stand up, he looked at Zichen, cold voice said: "if it is not relying on the benefit of soul soldiers, you can not be my opponent."

Zichen is also too lazy to talk nonsense with the other party. If the other party doesn't rely on the faling robe, he would have broken it.

All of a sudden, a smile appeared in the corner of Fang Wudao's mouth.

Purple Chen heart feeling not good, immediately turn back, see in that Lei Zhu Ling kind place, unexpectedly appeared a person.

He was a man in black, who had attacked Fang Wulian twice but failed.

"You want to die!"

Purple Chen is angry to drink a, throw out the long stick in the hand directly.

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