The heavens and the earth suddenly lit up, and the sword light had arrived.

With a pop, blood spilled, and a spirit clan who was blocking in front of Meng Huai was pierced by a sword.

He looked stunned and looked ahead in disbelief, not expecting that he hadn't even blocked a sword.

"Second sword!"

Meng Jianfeng's voice rose again, and a sword stabbed forward in his hand, and another sword light broke through the air.

Meng Huai began to retreat, his eyes full of fear.

The other three rushed forward, trying to block the sword.

With a pop, the body of the second spirit clan was pierced.

Zi Chen looked at Meng Jianfeng at this moment, and after two swords in a row, the strong light shining on his body dimmed a little.

At the same time, his breath also weakened.

He didn't know what kind of technique it was, but he knew that Meng Jianfeng inspired life.

Once he stopped drawing his sword, that was when he fell.

The two have not known each other for a long time, but Meng Jianfeng is willing to give up his life to remove obstacles for him, which makes Zichen very moved.

On the side of the Protoss and the Demons, everyone has already returned.

They didn't make a move, they all looked ahead silently.

At this moment, Meng Jianfeng showed extremely strong combat power, and for them, he already posed a threat.

But it's a pity that the other party has no time to shoot at them.

Langdon, the leader of the Protoss, sneered: "This is the Spirit Race, a race that will never unite and fight in infighting all day long!

His eyes fell on Zi Chen's body again, if it wasn't for the previous infighting, the other party really snatched the two magic knives, once the magic knives were brought back, the future party might be able to become another existence comparable to Meng Chuan.

Unfortunately, there are not so many ifs in the world.

The leader of the demon clan was also silent, but there was not much sarcasm on his face, but there was some regret.

Obviously, he regretted not being able to fight against such a Spirit Race powerhouse.

Burst!

Meng Jianfeng had already made four swords in a row, and the four people brought by Meng Huai were all killed.

They couldn't even block a sword!

Meng Huai fled and shouted in horror: "Meng Jianfeng, are you going to rebel? Do you know my identity, I will definitely not let you go back! Now, I will give you a chance, turn around and kill Zi Chen with a sword!"

Airplanes!

The heavens and the earth trembled, the light on Meng Jianfeng's body suddenly dimmed, and an even brighter and more terrifying sword qi drew a straight light and flew forward.

Meng Huai, who was terrified, felt that death was approaching, he let out a loud shout, and a piece of ancient jade appeared in his hand, which was immediately crushed.

Gu Yu turned into a ray of light and guarded him.

The sword qi fell on the light, stirring up countless ripples.

With a roar, the sword qi exploded.

Meng Jianfeng seemed to have expected this scene a long time ago, and when the sword qi exploded, he had already flown in front of Meng Huai, and the second sword stabbed out.

The light of the ancient jade began to distort continuously, and in the light, Meng Huai's eyes widened, and he was extremely frightened.

Syllable!

The light shattered and turned into countless points of light.

"Die!"

Meng Jianfeng gritted his teeth, his eyes were full of anger, and the third sword fell.

This sword pierced directly into Meng Huai's neck.

A strong force, through the long sword, merged into Meng Huai's body, extinguishing his vitality.

The leader, Meng Huai, died.

Meng Jianfeng withdrew his long sword and looked back at Zi Chen, the strong aura that was surging around him had become very weak at this moment.

The long sword disappeared in his hand, he clenched his fists with both hands, and apologized to Zi Chen, "I'm sorry." ”

Zi Chen said: "He is him, you are you, there is no need to be like this." ”

"Zi Chen, I can see that you have great potential, and unlike us, you are extremely extraordinary. Next, it's up to you. ”

Meng Jianfeng's figure disappeared into countless points of light.

There was a burst of applause, and a laugh rang out, "It's really touching, I really didn't expect the intriguing spirit clan to have such a touching side." ”

Zi Chen turned his head and looked at the demon leader who spoke.

Celestial Wind and Netherworld took advantage of the previous battle and were already far away from here.

Although dying here is not really a physical death, after losing the physical body, it will take a great deal of money to recondense the same.

At the moment, there are only the last nine people here, four Protoss, four Demon Clans, plus one Zi Chen.

The eight men approached this way, with ill-will in their eyes.

Zi Chen said coldly: "What, is this going to be eight to one?"

The leader of the demon clan said: "Your radical method is useless to us, you are the only one here at the moment, we naturally want to kill you as much as we want!"

Langdon, the leader of the Protoss, said, "Although your friend's approach is very touching, there are too few such people in the Spirit Clan. And he's so stupid, even if he gives up his life, what?

Zi Chen said: "That's not necessarily, as long as you don't go up together, I have a way to kill you one by one." ”

Langdon snorted coldly and said, "Kill!"

The two Protoss holding the scepter in their hands immediately stepped forward, and countless divine lights erupted from the scepter in their hands.

The leader of the demon clan who saw this scene also smiled faintly at this moment and said, "Then we will also give out two, and make up for the less!"

The two magic sword messengers flew out.

On top of the two divine scepters, two divine lights flew out first.

The divine light is mighty, straight forward.

Zi Chen's figure disappeared from the spot, and it was used as a thunderbolt.

The earth roared, the divine light entered the ground, and there were two more bottomless deep holes in the ground.

Zi Chen appeared in front of the two Protoss.

Airplanes!

There was a tremor from the side, and two magic knives came one after another, forming a terrifying pressure and suppressing Zi Chen.

Zi Chen's thunder body power was stimulated, and the energy in his body vibrate, and he immediately broke free from this pressure and used the thunder flash to disappear again.

The light staggered, leaving two clear white marks in the sky.

The dodge reached the distance, and just appeared, the divine light approached again.

Zi Chen can only hide again!

At the moment, Zi Chen is fighting four, and they are all strong men of the gods and demons, which makes him feel extremely stressed.

As the lightning flashed, he quickly retreated.

During this period, a thunderbolt shot forward, drawing an arc of thunder.

Swish!

The flying knife went forward, heading straight for a demon.

The demon held the knife to block, and with a bang, the flying knife was shaken back.

"This is the Thunder Sword!"

Seeing this scene, Langdon's expression couldn't help but change.

First Thunder Flash, and then Thunder Sword, all of them are powerful thunder skills of the ThunderClan, to say that the other party is not a ThunderClan, they really don't believe it.

Even the Thunder Imperial Sword was blocked, and Zi Chen really had no choice.

He began to retreat.

Imprint when back.

Thunderbolt!

This is his only chance to win right now.

As long as you can use it eight times in succession, then the battle will be over.

And he will be the ultimate winner!