The scene gradually fell silent.

From Jiang Chen and Luo Jia's field of vision, they could both see each other's figures.

Jiang Chen is in a dilemma.

The south side is eroded by the wind and bones, charming eyes, Xiao Xiao kills.

The weak water in the north fills the sky, the fog is vast, and the goose feathers are difficult to cross.

Whether it is retreating to Xungong or walking towards the position, it is an extremely unfavorable battlefield for oneself. Qi practitioners are like fish in water in these two palaces, and Wu Zhe, who has profound skills, can also support it for a long time. If there was only one person, Jiang Chen would still be willing to try to fight, and now that these two people are coming together, he doesn't even have the slightest hope of luck.

Jiang Chen raised the flaming cherry spear in his palm and sighed lightly: "Brother Su, I can't wait for you." ”

Since there is no way back, there is only one way forward!

Luo Jia was suspended in mid-air, holding the Dharma seal in his hand, and the surging tide appeared behind him. This is the realm of feng shui handover, which is in line with his nature, which makes his mana more than a step stronger. Even if he was alone, he was confident that he would kill his opponent here.

He looked at Jiang Chen, who was walking towards him, with a sneer on his face, and shouted awe-inspiringly: "Pity the playboy, you have done a lot of evil and harmed countless people......

In an instant, I saw the tip of the gun trembling and bewildering, flashing from various incredible angles and positions.

The breath of heat death fills the dim world.

Not a single one thought so.

Looking at this surging strong water, it is difficult to guess the identity of this person, and it is also difficult to guess the outcome of this battle.

Wu Zhe proudly raised his head and glanced at his palm.

Baiqin's fans were silent on the stage, with tears in their eyes, pear blossoms and rain, wanting to complain but daring to speak out. After all, Wu Zhe is also a character who you offended.

Bai Qin and his face changed several times, and the first one was fixed under Chen Yu's appearance.

Only listen to the sound of the wind and rain, first the green dragon opened the way, and then the thunder and lightning were combined, hiding the galloping phase of thousands of horses, strong water condensation waves in mid-air, entangled cyclones, rising to a height of dozens of zhang, and then the two people who were fighting under the ground smashed it up!

Jiang Chen stimulated with all his strength, and made eight moves in a row, but none of them were overwhelming, but they were all like mud cows sinking into the sea, and they saw the slightest movement. On the contrary, the guns on the opposite side are becoming more and more vigorous, like ten thousand red plums in full bloom, dazzling and dazzling.

Sheng Ruoxu stretched out his index finger and rubbed his eyebrows, feeling quite tricky.

Although the two of them under the ground were fighting fiercely, they were also hearing and asking about the inner realm, and we all heard the deafening sound of the waves on the side, and then we all found that the tide dozens of feet low was smashing up from the top of our heads, and we all wanted to withdraw and dodge. But then we noticed that there was a very faint suction force coming from under the ground, nailing us to the ground, and we could only fall to the ground with our feet, and even our bodies with legal control.

The freshman and Shen Yidie's faces were the same pale as they were.

"Since it is repentance, let's sink into the sea of suffering!"

Wu Zhe had a showdown.

No one will say that my methods are despicable, deceiving Jiang Chen's trust, and colluding with Chen Yu. On the contrary, there will be fewer and fewer voices praising my twin wisdom, thunderbolt methods, and decisiveness......

Wu Zhe pinched the seal of the law and mobilized the Qi of heaven and earth.

My appearance is sometimes Su Zixiu, sometimes Luo Jia, sometimes Chen Yu, Yan Mingyuan, Wu Zhe...... All the faces I have ever seen are displayed here.

In my mind, I could naturally imagine that no one had taken the lead in fighting Luo Jia in the Xun Palace.

There was a lot of noise under the square.

That move, "Baiyun Canggou", was originally used to deal with a weak person like Yan Mingyuan, who was almost an immortal, but since the battle situation is now coming to an end, this is also a must-hide, let's make a final decision!

Luo Jialang laughed loudly: "You have been practicing martial arts for so long, just to talk nonsense to you!" ”

"Holy City Smoke" Bai Qin won.

It seems that the end is now doomed.

Bai Qin also saw that the situation was right. Originally, according to my prediction, those two people would have to make a thousand moves at most before they could tell the winner, and I would let me clean up the mess of one dead and one injured. But at the moment, Jiang Chen seems to be slowly picked up by the other party's injury, so I have to consider delaying the game.

Jiang Chen didn't wait for him to finish speaking, his feet suddenly accelerated, and he galloped towards the cherry spear, intending to shorten the distance and seize the opportunity.

An old gentleman with gray hair beat his chest on the willow tree, and he kept saying, "How stupid! How foolish! "The heartache makes people realize that it is my own grandson who has just been defeated.

Wu Zhe looked at the red spear that was constantly expanding in his field of vision, sighed lightly, and said coldly: "At this point, how can he be allowed to be rampant......

Could it be that Chen Yu is still alive?

The old fox, who has become a spirit, is an existence that makes hunters have a headache. Wu Zhe, who has been fighting against all kinds of demons all year round, has deep scheming and few tricks, and is the same type of character as Sheng Ruoxu......

The direct effect of that move was to make the fourth house move.

At that moment, the tide poured up, and the roar of the sky and the earth covered out all other sounds, and the heavy blow suffered in an instant made the mind also be blasted out of the body, and there was a way to delve into the mystery.

"It's Wu Zhe, the old fox......"

The strong water has overflowed the Kangong Palace, flooding the past to Xundi. The overlap of wind and waves is to know what kind of antecedents will be caused. In case strong water backs up into the Qiangong, will it cause the entire Changhuan world to support or live?

Yes, it's not all without a chance.

That kind of familiar trap made Luo Jia and Jiang Chen have the same idea in their minds-

Yes, when that palm grabbed the delicate body of the Lin family's daughter, it must have been as rough as that.

Jiang Chen has probably seen such messy and exaggerated marksmanship in his life, and his tricks are more exaggerated than those of street performers, but they have miraculous effects. I slammed into the back with all my strength, every move and palm was as thick as a mountain, and the front was surging, even a city wall had to be smashed, but it was not the other party who was injured.

Jiang Chen held the flute in his hand, the color of the red was dim, and when the probe arm stabbed out, he propped up a circular air cover, the red halo flowed, and the red spear shadow blended together, as if they were separated from each other.

Sheng Ruoxu stopped and looked at the southwest.

Roga was not in a hurry to throw the spell out of his hand, because there were already people on the ground in front of him who had taken the initiative to act as a vanguard. Naturally, he was happy to watch from the wall.

Anyone who sees this scene of the collapse of the sky and the earth will sincerely feel the greatness of human beings and the appearance of life. And the one who caused it all will of course gain the least fear and awe.

The winner deserves to be criticized, let alone a national teacher who has such a near-divine approach?

It wasn't the seemingly special slender palm that recited the mantra for eight breaths that caused this terrible scene like an apocalyptic disaster.

Sheng Ruoxu walked under the flat mountain road, his clothes fluttering, and he was changing shapes as he walked.

Wu Zhe cast the spell with all his might, and it was not until he saw with his own eyes that the two of them were flooded by the tide that he hurriedly exhaled a breath of turbidity.

In the distance, a white straight line surged towards it with the sound of ten thousand horses galloping.

"Plum Blossom Falling" is waved, and the crimson gun shadow blooms with laughter, like pieces of plum petals fluttering, and there is a fatal crisis in the gorgeousness.

Luo Jia had long known that Jiang Chen's skills were pure and profound, and he would not have the momentum of grandeur and grandeur with a single blow, and he might be able to fight me hard with his current state, so he divided the spear shadow and used the method of cannibalization by ten thousand ants, cutting the qi waves I stabbed out part by part, resisting, dissolving, and dissolving, and absorbing them for his own use.