Dragon-Marked War God Chapter 4283: The fallen queen

"This Feathered Race demon is deadly."

Mu Yibai Xinsheng worried, the collision between the two people is like Heavenly Lightning moving Earth Fire, desperate, no fear of life and death, only one goal, kill the other.

"Fuck, Little Chen, don't you want to kill him?"

Big Yellow is full of mischief, Jiang Chen is obviously even more crazy this time, because he wants breakthrough in battle, he wants become stronger, he has to endure the pressure from all directions, only in this way can he squeeze the last talent of the body. Only in this way can he fully stimulate his potential and reach the real peak.

"He is too **** himself."

Long Shisan sighed, they all knew that Jiang Chen was definitely not the kind of impulsive, but once he got impulsive, he could not pull back nine cows.

"Brother ..."

Xiaolong couldn't help crying, the momentum of Jiang Chen's was constantly being squeezed. If it was not for the terrifying of Heavenly Dragon Sword and sword twenty-seven, let him persist until now, his body must be already completely collapsed, Half Step Star Emperor, that is not Just kidding, looking at the entire Chizhong region, how many people are there?

The Feathered Race demon risked his life, stepping through the Jiang Chen's Kendo front, step by step, and would rather suffer severe damage, but also give Jiang Chen a deadly pursuit.

The wings of steel are crushing, Jiang Chen's Heavenly Dragon Sword, more and more strenuous, constantly retreat, sinking footsteps, at this time he could get away, but the general trend between the two people already completely entangled together, whoever retreated Later, whoever is bound to be trapped, even if it has been passive in the deep, the Jiang Chen's sword still has no stasis.

Steel confrontation, life and death collision! Although the Jiang Chen sword potential is powerful, the Feathered Race demon risked his life and crossed the edge of the Jiang Chen's Kendo. He gave the Jiang Chen a fatal blow.

Jiang Chen spurted blood, leaving two deep gullies under his feet, his eyes were sharp, his thoughts turned, and all over him, there was a feeling of being hit by the boulder, the wings of steel, breaking him thirteen The root ribs, Jiang Chen's complexion, also became extremely ugly.

However, at this time, Jiang Chen is only advancing, knowing that the situation is worrying, and still not afraid of death.

The source gas in the body is constantly rising, converging, merging, erupting, dragon marks skyrocketing, hold Heavenly Dragon Sword firmly, and fight against the Feathered Race demon!

With the rise of strength, the body of Jiang Chen's's bloodline boiling and True Dragon has been perfectly interpreted. At that moment, it has reached the Seventh Heavenly Master, just like Tiger Howl, the sword shadow tears a heavily illusion Defeat the Wings of Steel to the end.

"What about breakthrough? Your strength, after all, cannot compete with me. Waste is always waste!"

Feathered Race yelled and roared, urging the wings behind him, again like a knife-cut, the impact of destructive came in the sky.

"Wings of Whirlwind!"

Feather wing Rufeng (such as wind), withering and decaying, intertwined with gas, swallowed up the entire space, leaving Jiang Chen with nothing at all, the endless stream of knives, countless, making everyone scalp numb.

"Eternal Immortal Wind!"

Jiang Chen gaze is cold, standing like pine and cypress, palm wind moves, fairy winds alternate, Yonggang Pioneer and Whirlwind wings constantly collide, and start a series of waves, just like the explosion of air, ear-splitting, heartbreaking.

Eternal Immortal Wind turned into a wind blade that cut through the wings of Whirlwind. Above the wings, it was scarred and full of traces. Eight wings flew across, Eternal Immortal Wind rammed up, entangled, twisted, , Completely deadlocked in place.

"Sword twenty-seven!"

The immortal wind passed, Jiang Chen rose, and sword twenty-seven traversed Changhong again, crushing it down, Feathered Race demon took a breath of air, fled yellow, and rolled down on main hall, looking very embarrassed, Hair fluttering, the whole person, lost the original charm of the mother's world, seems to have become a unkempt mad woman, eyes dark and angry.

"awesome has Little Chen! gā gā gā."

Big Yellow can't help but jump up, very excited, but Half Step Star Emperor, and Feathered Race demon Queen, this battle is really exciting.

Lin Tianlin gaze glittering, he is more excited than anyone. If Jiang Chen can kill the Feathered Race demon, then they will surely let them win. Once the Feathered Race demon dies, then he can regain power, Human Race will not Overturned by Feathered Race.

After killing the Feathered Race demon, Human Race will definitely return to the calm of the past.

"This is what you forced me, Jiang Chen, I want you to fly away, and the soul belongs to Huangquan."

Feathered Race roared exhausted after the demon, with long hair fluttering like a devil.

"Skywing changes!"

Feathered Race After the demon's palms are closed, the eight wings are all burning at this moment and gradually converge.

"This is the secret skill of Feathered Race. Burn your own wings in exchange for stronger strength! Their endless sources of energy are stored in their wings. Teachers be careful!"

Lin Tianlin is discolored. This is the real burning life. In this battle, if several wings are lost, their vitality will become weaker and weaker, even to the end.

Eight wings are like fire morning sun, the flames are burning, and the strength of the Feathered Race demon queen is also rising at this time. The people present are all anxious. This time, the Feathered Race demon queen really lost his blood and burned himself. Feathers, less than a last resort, they will never use this trick, even if they kill the enemy, they will let them endless cultivation base and vitality.

"Jiang Chen is dangerous!"

Bai Bijiang said Shen Sheng, although he did not want to see this scene, but the strength of the Feathered Race demon queen keeps skyrocketing, and now each of them has become very jealous and anxious about already.

"I had seen a Half Step Star Emperor Feathered Race expert, and escaped in the hands of His Majesty. He burned his wings. His Majesty already was an Emperor expert."

Mu Tianheng said calmly, being able to escape from the expert of the star emperor is enough to show how terrible the Feathered Race expert after burning the wings.

Everyone is chilling, with a heavy breath, staring at the Feathered Race demon.

Only Jiang Chen, expression calmly, motionless as mountain, and Feathered Race demon face each other, fearless.

The rays of light with wings and swords, blooming in flames of red, descended from the sky, overwhelmingly, everyone became choked, complexion was pale.

"Go to death, Jiang Chen! No one can disobey this Highness."

blood-colored feather wings, Hongying Mantian, Jiang Chen stands in the current, the face does not change color.

"Black King!"

Jiang Chen indifferently said, the black king turned into a black shadow, and suddenly rushed away, carrying Baizhang Hongying, black tiger roaring, tearing his claws, tearing his wings directly, a little blood-colored rays of light, filled with air, accompanied by Feathered Race The heart-broken blood-curdling scream after the demon fell into the dust, like a dead dog, and the former queen fell completely.