Reborn 80,000 Years

The sudden change made everyone present stunned for a while, and then they saw that a tall and tall silhouette appeared before Wu Jing.

Stand up like a War God.

He just waved his hand casually…

The menacing Hunyuan finger immediately fell apart and turned into pieces!

An indifferent, but full of killing intent face, exposed to everyone’s sight.

“Yang Chen?”

Wu Jing exclaimed.

Isn’t this person Yang Chen?

“Sorry, I’m late.” Yang Chen turned his head and smiled, but when he saw Wu Jingkong’s empty arm, his smile instantly solidified. Instead, there was a terrible feeling.

“Wu Jing, your hand?”

Wu Jing hastily covered his broken arm, lightly said with a smile: “Trifling a small injury, not enough to hang on.”

Hearing this, Liu Qingxuan on the side felt more distressed.

Although he said simple, Yang Chen still heard the loss from his words.

For a warrior, what it means to lose his arm, Yang Chen knows very well.

This also caused Yang Chen’s heart to burst into a monstrous killing intent.

“Don’t worry, I will pay you a better arm.”

After saying this, Yang Chen’s body slowly rises, standing in the air, and Those powerhouses in the Martial Sect environment are looking at each other. In the air, the killing intent gradually filled, and the cold temperature made people tremble.

“Yang Chen……”

Brother Yuan opened his mouth. For some reason, Yang Chen suddenly gave him an inexplicable sense of fear.

It is as if the teenager in front of him suddenly changed into Heaven and Earth turning upside down.

This fear has penetrated into the bones of Monster Race!

“I’m here.”

“Didn’t you always look for me?” Yang Chen raised his eyelid and said indifferently: “Since you have the courage to come over, then that means You are all ready to die.”

“Come here, take the death.”

As soon as this was said, the air temperature dropped a lot again.

The words of Yang Chen made everyone feel a slight tingling on their scalp.

“Lead the death?” Brother Yuan sneered and said: “dressing up as God, playing the devil, Yang Chen, you can see clearly! Now it is 15 Martial Sect, you Do you think you can deal with all of us alone?”

“Fifteen people?”

Yang Chen brows slightly raise, and sneered: “How many fifteen people are?” “

“But a group of mobs, what is the fear of the hundreds of people?” Yang Chen slightly smiled, extend the hand, and hooked his finger at Brother Yuan and a group of Monster Race: “Come, lead Die.”

Hearing this, Brother Yuan was even more frightened.

Yang Chen is just a Martial Sect environment, why is he so confident?

Could he be in that cave, what good fortune did he have?

However, when Brother Yuan hesitated, a coldly shouted voice suddenly sounded beside him: “dressing up as God, playing the devil, Brother Yuan, let’s see how I killed this human being, go to Goosen Take credit there!”

This speaker is the leader of Sword Monster Race!

“Wait a minute!” Brother Yuan quickly exclaimed.

But it’s too late…

The sword Monster Race and the others has already set up a thousand sword arrays. The densely packed sword glow is suspended in the air, and the tip of the sword points directly at Yang Chen. With the order of the sword Monster Race, only the whistling sound of “whiz whiz whiz” continued, and those sword tips flew out instantly—

like a rainstorm!

Stab at Yang Chen!

“This move again?” Yang Chen murmured. When the sword glow was less than half an inch away from him, Yang Chen suddenly raised his hand. Five fingers squeezed tightly without using any spirit strength, and then swiped away at the sword glow———

peng~ peng~ peng~ peng~!

With a punch, those sword glow immediately fell apart, broke apart, and turned into countless crystal lights in the air.

“How is it possible?”

Sword Monster Race and the others are complexion greatly changed.

The sword array that his sword Monster Race is proud of was smashed into pieces by Yang Chen?

Wu Jing and Liu Qingxuan below are also stunned…

“That’s amazing, Yang Chen big brother… They broke the sword array of Monster Race in an instant?” Liu Qingxuan opened her mouth and said in disbelief.

They all know how terrifying the formidable power of the word array is!

It takes more than five people to form ten thousand sword arrays, that is to say, these sword glows are powerful blows containing five Martial Sect realms. It was so easy to get rid of by Yang Chen?

“This guy, could it be that…”

Wu Jing was also a little surprised, not knowing if he remembered something, a wry smile suddenly appeared on his face.

It seems that this time he was surpassed by this guy again.

……

“Why, do you have this strength?”

Up in the sky, Yang Chen said indifferently, looking at the eyes of the Monster Race , Flooded with indifference.

Hearing this, everyone is stared wide-eyed, you look at me, I look at you, but no one dares to make another move.

The strength shown by Yang Chen is simply unknown!

“What kind of destiny has this guy suffered? It turned out to be so powerful?” Yuan brother frowned, his face is a bit ugly, he originally thought that this chase would be easily accessible, but now it seems, The development of things seems a bit unexpected?

“Since you don’t make a move, then I will come.”

Yang Chen slightly smiled.

next moment, he was shocked, and his whole body instantly disappeared in place.

As if suddenly evaporated, there is no trace of it.

“Huh?”

“What about people?”

Everyone criticized out in surprise, and immediately looked left and right, as if they wanted to find Yang Chen trace.

“Ahead of you!” At this moment, I don’t know who shouted, and everyone immediately looked up. Sure enough, he found that in front of a sword Monster Race, Yang Chen did not know when he had appeared…

The right hand was gently pinching the neck of the sword Monster Race.

“Dead!”

Yang Chen spit out a word, and then slightly hardened his right hand. With the slight sound of “cracking”, the sword Monster Race immediately softened, from high above the ground. Up and down.

Dead.

Seeing this scene, Brother Yuan’s face changed drastically, and he became extremely frightened. Extend the hand pointing to Yang Chen, tremblingly said: “Shrink The Land Into An Inch, ten thousand li…Martial Venerable, Martial Venerable!”

“Yang Chen, you actually stepped on Enter Martial Venerable?”

Screams suddenly sounded from the sky, with endless fear.

When I heard the words “Martial Venerable”, Monster Race next to me also peeed instantly.

They hardly had any hesitation, turned around and fled.

The difference between Realm of Martial Venerable and Martial Sect is like a chasm. Whether you are Martial Sect realm Nine Layers Heaven or Martial Sect realm Nine Layers Heaven Peak, facing Martial Venerable Realm, there is only dead end!

Yang Chen wants to kill them like ants!

“Help, don’t kill me!”

“Yang Chen, this matter has nothing to do with me, it’s all Goosen’s fault!”

“You have Qiu goes to him, don’t look for me!”

Sounds of horror are constantly resounding high in the sky. These are just calm and composed Martial Ancestor powerhouses. At this moment, all of them have become scared birds. Fleeing dead.

However…

“It’s late.”

Yang Chen spit out two words, indifferently said: “I should have told you before, When I return, I will kill all Martial Sects in the endless island!”

“Now, I am back.”

Yang Chen slightly smiled, and then slowly raised his right hand, The rays of light in three colors of green, gold and red condensed in the palm of his hand, and then turned into a coquettish lotus.

A terrifying breath also radiated from this lotus flower.

“That’s all, just use you to try my three-color lotus.”

After Yang Chen said, raising his right hand gently, the three-color lotus is from His palm flew out.

next moment, a dazzling rays of light burst from in the sky and gradually filled the sky, shining the entire desert island like daylight.

The splendid flame swallowed the dozens of Martial Sect powerhouses instantly.