Wang Chen quickly analyzed the situation in his mind, the seven people in front of him were super-first-class masters in the mainland, plus the hundreds of soldiers who didn't make a move. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info doesn't look like it's a fight. "Don't fight, run!" he turned, grabbed Changlin's arm, threw a golden mang at the little animal, and rushed out while there was a gap in the dodge. Yan Hou also took advantage of the anti-shock force of a collision to bounce behind Wang Chen.

"All the fighters were divided into two teams, each led by a guard, and flanked from both sides. The rest of the guards pursued from the middle. Life or death. Qianmeng calmly gave the order.

Wang Chen is really depressed to death, since he has been on the bar with the Sixiang Pavilion, he feels that he has been being chased, and every time he is bullying more and less. It is really worthy of unifying the combat power of the world, and it is easy to destroy one or two suspended cities with soldiers from two or three cities in this gate. Not to mention that there are four such martial arts sects.

"Chop steel!" Wang Chen swung his sword desperately in all directions as he ran forward, and he cut down the big trees the size of buckets, which could slightly hinder the speed of the guards.

The fastest of the seven guards is the dry small animal. He knew in his heart that the weakest of the three was Changlin, and as soon as he twisted the whip, he rolled up a rock and threw it at Changlin's back like a catapult.

"Changlin, you run to the front!" Yan Hou held his stick in one hand and swung it backwards, smashing the rock to pieces. He grabbed the end of the stick and twisted it so hard that the whip of the little animal could not shrink and wrapped itself around it. Yan Hou's figure was slightly stunned, his left foot was the axis, and he made a big semicircle, slapping him the tree.

At the same time, Wang Chen and Changlin exchanged positions, and the three of them changed to the word "product" and ran forward.

Qiantun slammed his fists on the ground twice, and two dirt marks rose on the ground and rushed towards Wang Chen and Yan Hou, and the trees along the way seemed to be severely squeezed, and they were broken into pieces one by one.

Wang Chen reflexively, "Chop steel!" Several golden rays of light shot out indiscriminately, breaking through the pressure layer of the earth dragon, and slashing it into several pieces one by one. Yan Hou held his feet, raised the iron rod above his head, and with a loud shout, he plunged deep into the soil. With the bruised tendons and blood-red complexion, he held the iron rod tightly, his whole body seemed to be cast from head to toe, and his whole body was pressed into the earth for three or four inches, but he still lifted the earth dragon into the air.

"Gengjin Sword!" Wang Chen crossed the top of Yan Hou's head, drew his sword, collected his sword, and in one go, the earth dragon was cut in two.

"Gengjin Sword!" Wang Chen fell to Yan Hou's side, and this time four golden short swords condensed from his side, shooting towards the Qianshi like a long rainbow through the sun.

"Hegemony!" Yan Hou also took on the burden of the lawsuit, and he was ruthless and tried his best to carry the Ding. Qianzhu was smashed upside down and flew out, while Yan Hou stood firmly on the ground, a trace of blood oozing from his mouth.

Changlin, who was running in front, also bumped into the outflanking of the soldiers, he was still a little scared, but the battle and running just now already made him feel a little tired. It's just that I'm talking over and over again in my heart, you have to be strong, you can't even burden Yan Hou and Wang Chen, if you don't run, you will die. That's how I persevered.

And then, when his first sword pierced the chest of an armored soldier, the blood glittered his eyes as those cold eyes and fierce faces flickered before his eyes. Chang Lin suddenly forgot what fear was, and only a set of procedures appeared in his mind, trying to stab the sword into the chest of others.

The next moment, Wang Chen and Yan Hou also crashed into the crowd.

The three of them scuffled together back-to-back.

Looking at the soldiers around him who seemed to never be able to kill, Changlin was so aggrieved that he wanted to cry. Three dozen hundreds, even if the guards don't make a move, there is no possibility of escaping. There are many wounds on his body, and from a distance, he basically looks like a bloody man, and his hands are so sore that he can't even lift them, but he still has to raise his hands to block in the face of attacks again and again. Wang Chen and Yan Hou around him were like monsters, although their faces were also covered with blood, their combat power had not diminished at all. Wang Chen's Gengjin sword was extremely sharp, and the sword qi was like lightning across the night sky, and every time he swung it, a soldier would definitely fall and not get up. Yan Hou, on the other hand, was brave and fierce in the mountains, and every time he smashed his stick into the crowd, several soldiers flew out upside down. However, I am not a monster like them!

With a "clang", Changlin finally couldn't hold the sword in his hand and was shot out by a spear.

Seeing that the spear was about to pierce his chest, an iron rod was slashed out, and the spear was distracted, and then with a swing of variant, it swept the running soldiers into a row.

"It's not okay to go on like this!" Wang Chen stood still, forgot to glance into the distance, and a decisive color flashed in his eyes, "Ah Hou, cover me for thirty seconds!"

"Oh!" Yan Hou snatched a long sword, stuffed it into Changlin, and turned to protect it in front of Wang Chen.

Thirty seconds is not long, but it is not short, Wang Chen held his breath and concentrated, concentrated all the golden aura like a column of water on his body, and closed his eyes. Jin Kemu, the golden aura is especially violent in the woods.

"Great sword slash!" With his loud shout, the flat ground was windy. The long sword in Wang Chen's hand skyrocketed like General Mo used, although it stopped when it rose to about ten meters. That's enough.

"Follow me!" he shouted again, swinging his sword and slashing at the crowd. The soldiers staggered to both sides as if they had been run over by a large siege engine. The road ahead suddenly widened. Yan Hou didn't say much, grabbed Changlin, and ran forward after him.

"Ten seconds at most. Qianmeng, who was watching the battle not far away, smiled slightly and said. The other cadres and guards took Qiantun as the center and quickly leaned towards Wang Chen.

Ten seconds is enough!

The three of them followed the avenue opened by Wang Chen and plunged headlong into a small hill.

With a force, Yan Hou plunged the iron rod into the dirt mountain on the right, and stirred it vigorously, and even the stones and trees fell like hailstones. The left side is also concocted in the same way. The rolling debris blocked the mouth of the valley in half.

Wang Chen felt that his eyes were dark, and his throat was sweet, and he knew that it was because of too much force. His footsteps staggered twice, and the great sword in his hand finally dissipated. In the haze, he heard the roar of Qiantun, and then, the sound of a landslide and the earth cracked, the earth and mountains on both sides kept shaking, and the stones shattered and fell uncontrollably. The shouts of killing gradually approached from the valley mouth. He shouted fiercely in his heart, but he couldn't exert the slightest strength in his body, and in the ten seconds just now, all the strength in his body was crushed out. For a while, there was no way to recover his combat strength.

Sure enough, it's still not strong enough!

The footsteps were already approaching, and he heard Yan Hou yelling loudly, "You take Ah Chen first!