Rumble!!

At the moment when Jiang Tian's palm collided with Chen Le, immediately, his face changed greatly, and his entire body was like being devoured by thunder, only to feel that the strength in Chen Le's palm was actually wave after wave, continuous, there were five waves, and the moment each force poured out, after bombarding his body, he would immediately return to his palm in a strange way. Then it erupted again.

Five times in a row, as if it had been bombarded by the same force five times in succession.

Moreover, the power that erupted from the palm of his hand after five times became extremely violent on the spot.

It's like being in the middle of the boundless sea, experiencing waves of stormy waves.

Qi and blood tumbled violently on the spot.

A mouthful of reverse blood rushed out of his throat, opened his mouth and squirted out, and his whole body flew backwards, and his body smashed on the ground, still falling backwards, pulling out a terrible chasm on the ground.

The palm also has a unique way to burst out of the five-fold palm power, the palm power is wave after wave, and the five-fold palm power erupts at the same time, and the destructive power produced is naturally extremely terrifying, as if the five mountains are suppressed.

Bite!!

Chen Le also felt a burst of qi and blood rolling, although these fights are long, in fact, they just happened in the blink of an eye, erupted, extremely tragic, almost instantaneously divided into life and death, every style, every move, is fierce and domineering, it is the flesh and the body fight, the flesh and blood fight, the fight, either you die or I die.

Casually, the sword inserted into the back was pulled out on the spot without hesitation, and a stream of blood quickly gushed out along the wound, however, the skin around the wound automatically contracted, quickly restraining the blood, preventing a large amount of blood from flowing out of the body, and then, the golden snake whip wrapped around the neck was ripped off.

Brush!!

Running the Hongmeng Spiritual Root, suddenly, there was an indescribable numbness and comfort from the entire wound, and the wound was squirming rapidly, and it healed quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In the blink of an eye, the wounds around his body had completely healed as before.

Moreover, Chen Le didn't even pause at all, and quickly crossed in the direction where Jiang Tian flew upside down, and in the blink of an eye, he saw Jiang Tian's figure falling to the ground in the mist. Without thinking about it, at the moment when Jiang Tian didn't have time to get up, he appeared directly in front of him, raised his foot, and stepped down fiercely on Jiang Tian's head.

As he stepped down, a powerful force in his body was instantly poured into his left foot.

"No, don't kill me, you dare to kill me, I am a descendant of the Kaihe Jiang family, if you dare to kill me today, my Jiang family will definitely not let you go."

Jiang Tian shouted loudly with fear on his face.

"Hmph, when you wanted to kill me, did you ever think about sparing my life, do you really think that with background and power, you can do whatever you want. Today, I, Chen Le, will tell you that no matter who your father is, as long as you want to kill me, then I will kill you first. Not only will I be killed, but I will trample you to death. Kill!! ”

Chen Le sneered.

Even if your father is the emperor, others are afraid, but I am not afraid, instead of letting you go and waiting for you to retaliate later, it is better to kill you now, and there will be no chance to retaliate in the future, even if your father comes to retaliate, it will be a matter of the future.

Click!!

Bang!!

Chen Le sneered coldly, he didn't even think about it, his eyes showed a determined look, and his raised left foot unceremoniously stepped directly on Jiang Tian's head. The whole head, even if it has been tempered by bones, tendons, and skin membranes, is extremely hard, but under this foot, there is still a crisp sound, and the head is like a watermelon, which is crushed on the spot by a foot.

Split apart and completely trampled to pieces.

Before he died, Jiang Tian only had time to let out a terrible roar: "Jiang Tian, Xiaomeng, avenge me, avenge me, I am unwilling to be trampled to death." ”

Before he died, even his eyes burst out in humiliation.

And two more!! ”

The killing intent in Chen Le's eyes is undiminished, and he dares to rob and kill himself, this kind of action does not put any force in his eyes at all, it is extremely vicious, Chen Le is not someone else who deceives him, and he has to stretch his face out to let people beat him.

He only believes in one belief: if you dare to provoke me, I will beat you to death!!

After speaking, he quickly glanced around, but he didn't see Jiang Xiaomeng and Jiang Tian's figures, his face couldn't help but change, and he sneered, knowing that these two people were only afraid that they had escaped.

"Chen Le, if you kill Jiang Tian today, you will be asked to repay it a hundred times in the future, today's humiliation, I, Jiang Xiaomeng, will definitely not forget." In the distance, a terrible cry came quickly. There was a strong sense of shame and anger in that voice. It was as if he wanted to eat his flesh raw.

In the mist, Jiang Xiaomeng covered his chest, his face was full of coldness, and he roared madly in his heart: Chen Le, you cold-blooded butcher, dare to be so cruel to my two little suckling pigs. I won't let you go. I will catch you, and I will let a hundred, a thousand ugly women humiliate you day and night, until you are crumbling and your body is finished.

"Humph!! You have to come again, Chen will let you know what real humiliation is. ”

Chen Le heard Jiang Xiaomeng's angry roar, and a slight sneer appeared on his face. In other words, that pair of little suckling pigs is not bad, you can eat raw!!

"The little brother is so fierce!" Nangong stood four miles away watching their battle, but after a moment he looked to the other side.

You just made the move? ”

Nangong Ye said staring at the gray-haired middle-aged swordsman opposite.

"So what?" Perhaps feeling the rebuke in Nangong Ye's words, the middle-aged swordsman smiled coldly, and his tone became cold and tough.

Nangong Yeshu smiled and said, "One move for another." ”

The voice did not fall.

He threw a punch.

Six azure streaks of water twisted in a spiral above his arm.

This strange blue water pattern, like a blue sea snake, was entangled and condensed on the fist, forming a brilliant blue water pattern fist print, responding to the surging sound of the waves of the sea roaring in Nangong Yeshuo's body, and bombarded towards the middle-aged swordsman.

"Boy arrogance!" The gray-haired middle-aged swordsman had a hint of murderous intent flashing in his eyes.

This person's swordsmanship is extremely high, the sword in his wrist shook slightly, and a flash of brilliant sword light slashed out in the air, which was many times stronger than the sword light when he shot before.

The arc of sword qi broke through the air, and where it passed, the air cracked to both sides like a wave, as if it was about to tear the void apart.

But all this in front of Nangong Yeshuo's fist, it was like a dream bubble, all of which were shattered in an instant by one punch, the fist mark did not fall, and the residual momentum was not weakened, and it was imprinted in front of the middle-aged swordsman in an instant.

"Huh?"

The middle-aged swordsman was taken aback, the long sword in his hand, across his chest, pressed one finger against the sword body, and directly caught the azure fist print.

Rumble!

Burst of energy.

The middle-aged swordsman wanted to stabilize his body, but he was pushed back by the force that overwhelmed him like a mountain and a sea of mountains in the fist print, and his feet sank into the gravel under his feet like a plow, but he still couldn't stop his body, and retreated dozens of meters, leaving two shocking scratches on the ground.

Everyone around gasped.

Most people know the origin and cultivation of this middle-aged swordsman, and he is definitely one of the best players in the human race in the Heavenly Desolate Realm.

What is the origin of this scholar, who is so strong?

In everyone's hearts, their thoughts were different, and when they looked at Nangong Yeshuo's eyes, they all looked extremely jealous.

I thought it was a master, but it turned out to be a dish. Nangong Ye said that he had a successful move, and it was inevitable that he would be a little showy, looking at the middle-aged swordsman with an angry face, he smiled, and said: "The strength is so weak, and he still learns from others to test the latecomers, it is really an old birthday star who eats arsenic and has a long life, you can live until now, you are really lucky." ”

The mouth is so poisonous.

The middle-aged swordsman trembled with anger, leaving a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth, and a vicious and resentful look flashed in his eyes.

But he didn't strike again, but stepped aside in hatred.

Chen Le secretly remembered the face of this middle-aged swordsman, he was able to hold back in such a situation, this person was deep in mind and could not be underestimated, he obviously hated Nangong Yeshuo, and by the way, he was also extremely hateful to himself, but he was afraid that as long as he found an opportunity for a while, he would definitely retaliate.

"What are you doing standing here? Waiting for a robbery? ”

Nangong Ye said and looked at everyone.

Someone snorted coldly and didn't look at him.

Some people thought they didn't hear it.

However, there are also people who obviously want to make friends with this young scholar who looks babbling, an old man in iron armor with crazy hair like withered grass, who looks extremely powerful, like a wild lion, but he laughed, walked out, and said: "Everyone is waiting for the door of the palace to open, Xiaoyou, don't you know the mystery here?" ”

"The Gate of the Palace?" Chen Le asked out loud.

The ironclad old man glanced at Chen Le, ignored it, and instead leaned over to Nangong Yeshuo, and said: "This time it may be the real palace, the palace appeared before, the palace gate opened, and someone has already entered, but every time the palace gate is opened, only twelve people can enter, so the big guy is waiting here......

Before he finished speaking, at this moment, in the void, a strange change appeared.

Colorful light flashes.

In the original dim mid-air, there is a majestic temple slowly emerging, like a mirage, gradually becoming clearly visible from the extreme blur, the whole body of the temple is made of white bricks, towering like a mountain, extremely tall, when looking up, it is impossible to see the dome of the temple at a glance, the dazzling white light is sprinkled, the whole temple is filled with a sense of divine holiness that is indescribable in words, there is a vast and magnificent atmosphere, escaping from the temple.

Everyone's eyes suddenly fell on this floating temple.

In front of the temple, a double rectangular white stone door slowly opened with a rumbling thunderous sound.

"The gate of the palace has finally opened."

Someone shouted excitedly.

Woohoo woo blah.

Light and shadow flicker.

Countless figures rushed towards the slowly opening gate like lightning streamers.

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