Dragon-Marked War God Chapter 4297: Basic operation

"Come to death, Jiang Chen!"

The blood elf’s proud gaze is full of ridicule and disdain. In his eyes, this incomparable human is already good enough, but it is difficult to escape in his hands.

The Jiang Chen expression is rigorous and meticulous, holding Heavenly Dragon Sword in hand and facing the difficulties. This is something that no one has thought of. Jiang Chen not only does not retreat, but uses the sword to charge the void.

In the eyes of many people, this is completely moths. The blood of the blood elf, piercing the void, like the end, blocked all the retreat of Jiang Chen.

"Ancient Soaring Dragon Technique!"

The power of Jiang Chen's is also constantly changing. Immediately, when it reached the Half Step star emperor, the momentum of the two terrifyings began to grow constantly.

"Sword twenty-seven!"

Jiang Chen-take action is killing strike, Sword of No Realm is the strongest blow, accompanied by his majestic momentum, even if compared to the star emperor expert, it is not much more let, the strong power has reached the peak, colliding with the blood elf light together , Xue Hongbo glared, hysterical, he did not expect Jiang Chen to have such great confidence.

"humph humph, go to death, no one can save you, arrogant human."

Xue Hongbo sneered in his heart, but when the Jiang Chen's sword twenty-seven broke out completely, he was dumbfounded, one sword was cut off, maybe he could be unscrupulous, but then the second sword, the third sword, Fourth sword, fifth sword...

Xue Hongbo knew that he completely underestimated Jiang Chen. This guy’s sword continued to climb, causing him more headaches, and even his own strength was a little irresistible. Whether it was his sword or his Sword Technique, it made blood red Perth felt the threat of death!

The initial arrogance was completely gone. Now Xue Hongbo just wants to get out of the Jiang Chen's chase as soon as possible. Sword 27 directly makes Xue Hongbo defeat outright, with blood red long spear in the hands, breaking his waist, and he is also a fist. In the midst of the surging energy, everyone is desperate, and the blood red amber is exhausted. The blood red amber originally had high hopes from Feathered Race and the elven clan, it became a laughing stock in an instant, because the Jiang Chen's sword twenty-seven is too terrible By the way, even the gap between the star emperors is not taken into account at all. Such a spirit is comparable to gods and unmatched.

The sword lingered, and all 18 sword marks were left on Xue Hongbo’s body, making Xue Hongbo’s face pale, all the dead souls were falling, and the injuries on his body were getting heavier and heavier, directly hitting the mountainside, It was so miserable and terrifying, Feathered Race and expert of the elven clan were all like sitting on a needle felt. That blow was really terrible.

"Brother Xiao save me!"

Xuehongbo snarled and said, Jiang Chen's sword qi, came again, making Xuehongbo's body trembling violently and staring at boss.

Xiao Boke's face was gloomy and his heart was like water. At this moment, he must not be distracted by him, because it will not take long for him to defeat Human Race Emperor Lin Zhuo. At this time, he thought it would bring him good news. Xue Hongbo, has been silently defeated in the hands of Jiang Chen's, shocked the whole world!

"This waste! There are more dead than dead!"

Xiao Boke gritted his teeth, his eyes clouded, and he scolded fiercely in his heart. This elven clan Patriarch, even unable to withstand a single blow, lost to a star master 8-layer human. It was a shame and humiliation. Now he still has a face for help? Not to mention that Xiao Boke has no time for him to care, even if he has this ability, he will not go to see such waste, not to mention that now he is clone lack of surgery, even if he is an ally, he can only watch looks at he is in Jiang Chen's sword Drink and hate.

"What a terrible sword."

Countless people were startled by such a sentence, Jiang Chen's sword, more terrible than his eyes, come to Wu Ying (traceless) to go without a trace, and no one can contend, the star emperor level expert, there is no room at all.

Elf clan people are suffocating because of their belief, they are defeated under the sword of Jiang Chen's, which is sighed.

"It's useless to shout your throat, no one can save you."

Jiang Chen sword qi is swaying, no one can stop it, blood red amber retreat is irrevocable, the last sword, that moment is pierced his throat, blood red amber can’t believe it until death, he will lose to a star master In the hands of the Human Race kid of 8-layer, this is a big joke. Who can believe it?

The face of Jiang Chen is also full of red light, a little breathing, killing the blood-red amber is not simple, the outsider seems calm, but only he understands how dangerous he has experienced, Star Emperor expert, you think it is really big Cabbage?

As soon as the Elven Clan Patriarch died, the Elven Clan was the most agitated. They began to become crazy, irritable, and even fled at this time. Their own Patriarch had been killed. Under the head of the dragon, they seemed to be already. Under the pressure of the Human Race army, there were countless deaths and injuries. The main heart was lost, just like the soul was evacuated. The defeat of the elven clan also collapsed with the death of the blood red amber.

"Jiang Chen is the most terrifying demon I have ever seen. For thousands of years, there is nothing like it."

Mu Tianheng couldn’t help but feel shocked. As the Palace Master of Qilin, he was very glad that he didn’t fight Jiang Chen. Otherwise, he wouldn’t even know how to die. This guy is definitely the ancestor of a pig and a tiger. At that time, those who died in the hands of the four palaces and battalions, those who died in the hands of Jiang Chen, should all die well. Even in the face of Star Emperor expert, he could walk in such a leisurely manner. Such a demon is indeed nothing.

"I have hope for Human Race!"

Bai Bijiang patted his thighs with eyes full of surprises. Before that, almost no one was optimistic about Jiang Chen because his opponent was so powerful. The elf clan Patriarch of the Star Emperor 1-layer Heaven could not be any of them. Blood Red Amber's ten-round general, but Jiang Chen actually killed Blood Red Amber, is this too terrifying?

"I drop a obediently!"

Xuan Ce took a breath. The sword of Jiang Chen, withered and decayed, was unrivaled. With this sword, it was enough to make Human Race surrender in all directions, no wonder Crown Prince was so awesome, no wonder that even His Majesty was ignorant of Human Race. People's vision is also one-of-a-kind.

"What are you surprised, this is the basic operation of Little Chen."

Big Yellow waved and smiled with great enthusiasm, Jiang Chen was shocked by a sword, enormous and powerful was awesome, and expert from the top and bottom of the entire woodland was all aware of what is called true expert, without showing the mountains and the water, but being able to shoot Ping Qianjun, this is the spirit, this is the prestige.

But at this time, the mutation suddenly emerged. Although Jiang Chen killed the Patriarch of the elven tribe, Lin Zhuo was already in the hands of Xiao Boke, and it was unsustainable. The gap between the two was originally Not big, but Lin Zhuo failed because of wanting the breakthrough Star Emperor's Four Heavens, failed to succeed, his strength fell completely, and suffered a great deal of damage. Now even if he again fights with Xiao Boke, he loses Win more and less, trade off each other, and at the moment, Xiao Boke seizes the opportunity and hits one after another. The situation is critical.

The difficulty between the two is indistinguishable, but Lin Zhuo knows he can’t hold it anymore, but as a Human Race emperor, he can’t fall down, he falls down, which means that Human Race is defeated , Or even perish. He is not alone, but has thousands of people, looking up to him.

"Be careful with Imperial Father!"

Lin Tianlin exclaimed, everyone’s gaze converged on Emperor Lin Zhuo, but he couldn’t hold it anymore. The palm print of Xiao Boke Rufeng (such as wind) fell in the middle and fell on Lin Zhuo’s chest. Lin Zhuo seemed to be broken The kites on the line are average, backing away, and life and death are worrying.