Chapter 1772: Martial arts (2/2)

Being able to do this can be described as being against the sky.

”No one can save you.”

The Emperor Zongkong who opened the state of Witch God can not change the fact of injury.

Under the impervious armor, the whole body was burned red, like burning coals.

Even if you have the ability to regenerate flesh and blood, you will not be able to recover as before in a short time.

Fortunately, witch warriors will not be defeated by pain.

He turned the pain into anger, and slowly raised his five fingers to fist, as if the void in the battlefield was frozen.

”not good!”

Sovereign Hongyun was shocked and shot immediately, but he was still one step behind and was blocked from the battlefield.

”The void is locked, the Supreme Witchcraft of the Witches!”

The onlookers realized that it was not good. The Emperor under the fury was absolutely empty, but he would really kill people.

”You still have the opportunity to beg for mercy, to keep your legs.”

Jiang Chen also took advantage of this opportunity to respite.

”What is this guy thinking?”

Someone was laughed at by Jiang Chen's words, and he said that Jiang Chen's heart was really big.

”Heavy anger!”

Emperor Juekong no longer talks nonsense. He displays it with all his strength.

A blue mang appeared around the body to cover it, and the moment he rushed out, he turned into a practice.

”You must not be hit hard!”

This is what everyone thinks.

However, the speed of Emperor Juekong was beyond people's imagination.

With a bang, Jiang Chen's deity was beaten on the face by the furious Emperor Jingkong.

The sound of the breaking of the hard object sounded, and the deity was knocked off.

But this is only the beginning. The Emperor never saw a pause, almost attacking two legal bodies in different positions at the same time.

People seem to see the illusion that the two Dharma bodies are being blown away by two Emperors.

The pounding sound of the punches made the goosebumps.

”Jiang Chen should be disabled if he doesn't die.”

This is a subconscious thought of everyone.

”The extraordinary and supreme nature of the Wu tribe is just a little stronger.”

Never thought that the deity and the body of the law had held their bodies one after the other.

The three battered Jiang Chen's immortal armors were fragmented, and the internal organs were injured due to the shock.

”How long do you want your mouth to be hard!”

Seeing the momentum of Emperor Juekong, he can still launch the same move just now.

Moreover, those eyes spit out fire, indicating that he would not show mercy.

”Do you think I'll stand here and let you do it?”

The deity and the body of the law laughed at the same time, waving the sword in their hands.

Many people couldn't bear it, Jiang Chen looked as if he didn't know that the young man was stubborn and refused to compromise his fate.

”I will solve you with the fist that was twice as lethal as it was just now,” said Emperor Jukong, ready to go, his fists accumulating.

”I said, you have no chance!”

Jiang Chen yelled ~~ The deities and the body of the law simultaneously released a monstrous sword.

When the three sword qi were united, Jiang Chen's expression of Jianyi was not optimistic.

The next moment, his pupils tightened, as if he saw something incredible.

”Martial arts masters!”

”Kendo will be 60%!”

”Did Jiang Chen reach the level of sword god?”

Not only Jianyi, but many swordsmen have noticed something wrong with this sword spirit.

”Sword God ?!”

The Emperor, who had already planned to punch, stunned for a moment, then sneered with disdain.

If the sword gods are all as weak as Jiang Chen, this title is nothing extraordinary.

However, he who does not belong to the human race cannot understand at this moment, the waves in the heart of the human swordsman are turbulent.