"Then let's see if your teeth are good, or I will give you hard bones! Do it! Whoever kills him can take the loot first!" Xiao Ling'er said coldly.

At this moment, hundreds of people poured out on the surrounding streets, and dense figures crowded in all directions, trees, houses, upstairs, alleys on both sides...

There were people everywhere, and these people almost blocked the two people on the street in the center.

A breeze blew, and a strong smell of blood came from the bodies of the two people who were already lying on the ground.

Suddenly, Wu Chen sneered cruelly, and when he raised his hand, the war halberd hung behind his back, and his figure suddenly moved, and his swift body pulled out a series of phantoms on the ground.

With a bang, I saw that the two of them were instantly knocked away by a ferocious force, and they fell directly to the ground without knowing whether they were alive or dead.

Xiao Ling'er hurriedly looked at the two of them, only to see that these two people had the same way of dying as the Fudo City disciple who had lured Wu Chen.

The sternum of the upper body was penetrated by a force of violence, which was directly a must-kill, and even the fierce force smashed the ground where the bodies of the two fell into a huge pit.

Looking at such a scene, Xiao Ling'er couldn't help but gasp, it was rumored that Wu Chen's boxing technique was fierce and domineering, and he saw it today.

If it really deserves its name, if it is really the one who is in the middle will die, he will be injured when he rubs it, and he will be hurt by a blow, which is really terrifying.

Similarly, while she was stunned, two more brothers were smashed away by Wu Chen, one had no external injuries, and the other bled to death.

"His fist technique is too fierce!Everyone uses long-range sword qi and the like to consume him!" Xiao Ling'er hurriedly changed his strategy.

"It's really too much to take for granted!" Wu Chen said with a cold smile.

Wu Chen instantly accelerated the speed of his attack again, his fists were like rain, his legs were like the wind, his fighting spirit soared, his madness reappeared, his fist power soared again, and his strength increased again.

Almost in the blink of an eye, several people were knocked away by Wu Chen's heavy punches, and in just this short period of time, Xiao Ling'er's hands were injured by more than dozens of people, and his face couldn't help but be gloomy and quite ugly.

"Xiao Ling'er, if you can't do it, just hurry up! We're still waiting here!" A ruthless sound came from the restaurant in the distance.

I saw a few young people with cold expressions shouting from afar in the restaurant not far away.

"Retreat!" I saw that Xiao Ling'er didn't say a word, and looked at a few people in the distance who gritted their teeth and drank.

I saw Xiao Ling'er give an order, and a group of people retreated in an orderly manner, but they found that none of the people in the restaurant could escape.

And at this moment, a steady footstep came from the mouth of the alley, the footsteps were very soft, but every step was very firm.

After a while, a black-robed man appeared at the entrance of the alley, and saw that the man's temperament was as warm as jade, and his big hands were as good as white jade.

The joints were thick and powerful, and I saw the man slowly walking into the alley with his hands behind his back.

"It's not good! It's Kenzuka He Yiming, it's the little sword god He Yiming who has entered!" In the distance, those people who were watching the battle jumped for a while.

"He Yiming, he went up, so what are we going to do?"

"Don't worry! He Yiming is a martial idiot, he doesn't ask for anything other than a sword, he won't have a conflict with us!"

"That's right... But.. What if..."

"What if..."

"In case of wool, you can bring down the little sword god for me first, and then talk about anything else!"

"Uh..."

"I heard you're amazing!" the man said softly.

"Really?" Wu Chen replied.

"My brother said your punches are hard and your punches are strong!" the man continued.

"I don't know who Brother Ling is?" Wu Chen was also a little confused, who the other party was, and asked first.

"He Xiaotian!" the man said coldly.

"His swordsmanship is very powerful!" After hearing that it was him, Wu Chen couldn't help but praise.

"Thank you for the compliment! But! My sword is even more powerful!

"Please!"

"Please!"

"Here comes the sword....!"

I only heard He Yiming shout, and an extremely majestic force suddenly erupted from his body, soft as water, rigid as a sword, and fierce as thunder....

After this loud drink, I saw He Yiming stretching out his hand to the sky, as if he was asking for something from God.

At the beginning, Wu Chen felt that the sword intent on his body was quite flat, because although the sword intent was strong at the beginning, it was just like that.

But after three breaths, He Yiming on the opposite side exuded an extremely majestic terrifying power.

And this terrifying power is still increasing at a speed that is visible to the naked eye.

Because, from all directions, there is an extremely sharp force condensed in the hands of Heyi.

And this force is gradually forming a long sword in an extremely rapid way, and slowly appearing in people's field of vision.

At the moment when the long sword was formed, within a radius of a hundred miles in the entire city, all the long swords kept emitting a low humming sound.

And they are constantly trembling in the direction of Kazuyi, as if they are using this 'etiquette' to worship their king.

And after seeing such a scene, Wu Chen's face was also gloomy, because he remembered a legend.

A physique called Sword Shrine, a realm called Heavenly Sword, obviously, this He Yiming in front of him, even if not, is not far behind.

"Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect, Sword Shrine Body, Heavenly Sword Realm?" Wu Chen also asked very uncertainly.

"Others are okay! The Heavenly Sword Realm has not yet arrived!" He Yiming said indifferently.

"Sure enough, it should be the artistic conception of nameless, it seems to be a tough battle!" Wu Chen thought silently.

"Ten Thousand Sword Mountain--Sword God--He Yiming!" He Yiming said lightly to Wu Chen with a long sword in his hand.

"The battle demon vein--mad demon--Wu Chen!" Wu Chen also said indifferently.

"Please!"

"Please!"

The two saluted each other, and then they felt two violent momentum rising into the sky, on one side was calm like a mountain, the edge was helpless, and the momentum shook back the heroes from all directions.

On the other side, the momentum is fierce and domineering, and the fiery fighting spirit is enough to ignite people's souls, and the raging war is jumping endlessly in the eyes.

The blood-colored light around his body burst out, it belonged to Wu Chen's abundant qi and blood, and the warm temperature silently accelerated the increase in the surrounding temperature.

At the same time, the fierce power of King Kong all over the body spread all over the body, and the bronze golden bell kept buzzing around the body.

And the surrounding aura was also very crazy and poured into Wu Chen's body.

The two ferocious momentum directly lined up the surrounding spectators.

Similarly, there are all kinds of eyes watching from all directions in the city, wondering if it is for the victory or defeat of the two, or if there is something else.

"Your situation is very bad! Due to the pressure of the sect, I have to come this time, so I only have three swords, and the three swords are taken, everything is rested, and if you can't take it, then blame yourself!"

And one said coldly.

"The water of the Yellow River comes from the sky"

After finishing speaking, He Yiming didn't care about anything else, the transparent long sword in his hand was towards Wu Chen, and it was ruthless, and a sword directly slashed down.

Wu Chen only felt that a rushing and roaring Yellow River was rushing towards him, and that unstoppable momentum instantly pressed on him.

He Yiming obviously only made a sword, but he felt that this sword contained thousands of swords, and these thousands of sword qi formed an invincible and galloping Yellow River.

The surging sword qi instantly smashed all the surrounding houses into slag, turning it into a large white ground, and even there were faint cries for help from the houses.

Seeing this scene, Li Daozhong's eyes were about to split, and the blood flames all over his body quickly ignited, and his right hand was about to be stretched out.

"Don't..."

At this moment, the burly man Li Daozhong was about to make a move, but was stopped by his fifth brother Li Daoyong.

Li Daozhong looked at the indifferent swordsman, and the killing power skyrocketed all over his body.

It's just that there was a fifth brother in front of him to stop him, so he could only grit his teeth and glared at He Yiming fiercely, and then the two stepped aside and stopped talking.

Although it was very refreshing to see the scene that made them deflated, the people around them did not dare to easily ignore the existence of the two.

Looking at this surging river of sword qi, Wu Chen suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed.

"Invincible spirit? You have it, I have it too!"

"Five Elements Rotation Vajra Force"

When Wu Chen drank violently, a round of light wheels flashing with the power of the five elements suddenly appeared on Wu Chen's back, and a powerful force pushed the metal power to skyrocket between the five elements of gold, wood, water, fire, and earth.

Wu Chen was the same, towards the long river of sword qi that attacked, and at a lightning speed, he violently bombarded thousands of punches.

The golden fist, accompanied by the terrifying power, directly covered the entire space, and the heavy fist power almost collapsed the entire space.

Then, Wu Chen's right arm suddenly pushed forward, and the dense and overwhelming fist gang was wrapped in an indestructible will, and he headed towards the long river of sword qi.

only listened to the continuous roaring sound, but Wu Chen and He Yiming were staring at each other, and neither of them let anyone.

Wu Chen didn't realize that the golden bell jar that was constantly rotating outside his body had been broken at some point, and a stream of crimson blood slowly slipped down his martial body.

Suddenly, I saw He Yiming suddenly grasp the sword with both hands, and the long sword suddenly stood up, still slashing suddenly.

"The sword qi opens the world"

The sharp sword intent, wrapped in a terrifying momentum like splitting the sky and the earth, instantly slashed down.

A sword slashed out, and then he felt that there were thousands of sword qi slashing towards Wu Chen, and it was still the kind of will that was endless, endless.

Wu Chen closed his eyes suddenly, and the same extremely pure waves of water appeared from behind Wu Chen, and at the same time, there was also a dragon with the sound of the dragon's groan.

The fierce and domineering momentum suddenly erupted, Wu Chen raised his heavy right fist, and threw a punch with all his strength towards the surging sword qi.

The wordless heavenly monument on the back of Long Ziba's back behind him became clearer and clearer, and it was the moment when the wordless heavenly monument appeared.

Wu Chen was wrapped in this mysterious power, and he raised his right arm with great difficulty and threw a punch.