The God of Destruction

Now that he had revealed his whereabouts, Pan Chenzhu stood up and shouted, "Stop!"

One of them opened his eyes slowly, with blood gleaming in his eyes and grinning fiercely in the corner of his mouth. "If you don't want to die now, go now, otherwise you will have no chance to leave in the future, ha!" It seems that you can't live anymore. "

With a bang, there are several ice swords bursting, like an invisible shield surrounding the center, even the vibration of the shield is not felt, and it seems that a simple attack is useless. Pan Chen sank slowly, a blue mist radiated from his body, his face slowly appeared red, his arms were suddenly stretched out, and the thick icicle with a long rainbow momentum directly hit On a barrier unknown to several people.

Finally, after the icicle successfully broke through the obstacles, it continued to sweep these three people. Just now the sound became sharp and harsh. "You two, blocked the icicles and killed him," exclaimed angrily.

I saw the two figures stand up and raise their hands mechanically, right in front of the icicle. In an instant, the icicles swallowed the two. Pan Chen stepped back a few steps, pushed hard to his feet, and then jumped into the cabin next to him. Staring at the ice in the sky with suspicion.

These two characters came out of the ice fog, their clothes were damaged, very embarrassing, but they were not seriously damaged. After seeing Pan Chen's position, they all raised their feet and stepped on them, and cracks appeared on the ground. Bang! The two men directly hit Pan Chen.

Fortunately, the two were just in the holes, but the flesh was very strong. Pan Chen's concentrated ice skates can only leave a little scratches. Although the two men flew several times, they rushed up after a meal. In addition, the two were not slow, and the joint siege made it impossible for Pan Chen to immediately withdraw from his body, considering the remaining one. Pan Chen looked at the central instrument and knew that time was running out. He hesitated and pulled his back out with a good sword. Pulling out a sword flower gently, one person's left foot answered and broke off, and then lifted it up heavily, the other person was directly cut off half of the body, Pan Chen took a breath, and quickly splashed blood with mental power On the sword, point to the last person from afar: "It's your turn."

The man was not in a hurry, but walked out of the French printing equipment and said slowly: "I didn't expect you to have such a soldier, but do you think my blood and sweat are easy to deal with?"

Behind Pan Chen, there was a lot of blood on the amputated limb, and the blood on the amputated limb gradually contracted. After a while, the two men stood up again, their blood was weak, and they were entangled with Pan Chen.

Pan Chencai discovered that although the eyes of these two people are the same as ordinary people, there is a red flame in the middle of their pupils.

auzw.com As soon as the ceremony was over, Pan Chen gritted his teeth and emitted blue light from his eyebrows. Despite his previous weakness in blood loss, he forced the use of Wan Xuan Bing Ling's body. At the beginning of the operation, he was dizzy. Bite at the tip of the tongue, lift a gust of air, and breathe two groups of cold air into the two blood, and then do n’t look at it again, the last mental force throws a thin sword at the last person, "If you want to practice your breathing period, simply There is no way to avoid it. "

"Bitchfuck! I'm going to cramp and peel your skin! Break 10,000 corpses."

"I can't believe it's okay? How is this possible?" This was the last trace of Pan Chen's consciousness before coma.

Although the man was not hit, his right arm was bruised with a thin sword, a sensitive wound was cut, and his right hand fell down weakly. The instant the delivery of French printing instruments was stopped, the instantaneous light emitted and the bodies around the villagers exploded. A mass of blood cells emerged from the ruptured body. The whole village was suddenly covered with thick blood. The blood cells flew to the French flag automatically. Each time they absorbed the blood cells, they deepened a little.

"Although the last step has not been completed, it's almost the same, Jay. First, get rid of this boy." The man made a skin sound, without a smile, covered his right arm in one step and walked to Pan Chen.

"It's unlucky. Why are you always like this? Hey, you bad guy, don't hurt him. He is my second brother. If you do this, I'm welcome." Suddenly, there was a soprano around.

The man looked up at half the noise and suddenly laughed. "It's just magic, do you think I really can't see you?" "Do you want to procrastinate?" After he finished, he walked up to Pan Chen, extended his finger, pointed to Pan Chen's head, and suddenly was in the middle of the sky Changed direction, and there was black blood behind him.

"Of course, he is a bad guy, he can't even do anything. And, you don't look as simple as a gas practitioner. What should I do with you?" Yan Xiaoyan blocked the red light and gradually walked out of the dusty concussion, Covering his mouth and nose with his hands, it seemed to be a little helpless, and a little eager to try. His eyes seemed to show an excited luster, yes, very excited.

The man saw that Yan Xiaoyan wanted to get rid of this chick together, but then he began to worry that the girl ’s spiritual realm had been strengthened from the beginning, and now he felt he could n’t resist. He was like an ant and could only crawl under such pressure, so he started running before collecting the banner that absorbed blood cells.

Yan Xiaoyan just smiled at the people who hurried back and waved a green light. The man grabbed his neck as if suffocating in a green light, twitched a few times, and fell to the ground.

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