Chapter 1941： Cut God! (1/2)

If the penalty sword is a divine sword, then Jiang Chen looks even better.

After his voice fell, Tian Feng looked pale.

The dignity and inner fear that emerged as the king of the hermit tortured him.

”He still wants to fight!”

The people present saw Tian Feng react and flexed his muscles.

This is not to say that you are going to fight, but to be ready to see the excitement.

”Also, I have never heard of victory alone.”

As people discussed, they retreated.

They didn't stop until the distance was almost beyond the limit of sight.

After all, this is a divine war, who knows how far the energy aftermath will spread.

In the process, Tian Feng suddenly shot.

It was fierce and hard to stop like a fired shell.

Like most **** hermits, Tianfeng uses fists.

The circular mask on the body spins rapidly, and every turn, the power will surge.

Rotate thousands of times in a very short time.

All the power gathered on the fist.

Tian Feng punched out with one punch, his fist was like a spiral torrent, condensed into one point, and went to the vital part of Jiang Chen.

”Look at it!”

Suddenly someone reached out and shouted.

It turned out that this fist caused the sea of ​​clouds in the sky to be driven to the ground.

A whole mile of land above the ground was also taken into the air.

At first glance, the world is subverted.

In the middle of the river, Jiang Chen will face the power of destruction.

”act recklessly!”

”Jianxin · Water!”

Jiang Chen did not miss the opportunity to use Yi Shui Han in actual combat.

The second type was launched and hoarfrost was overwhelming.

All the top and bottom were frozen into ice.

Especially those white clouds that fell on the ground, the water inside was divided into ice and pressed on the ground to form a spectacle.

Tian Feng's boxing strength was completely eliminated by Frost.

The cold-headed Jian Feng even missed Tian Feng.

Snapped!

Tianfeng urged the divine power to shatter the **** on the armor.

But he soon found out that this was useless work, more and more scum, and with the arrival of the sword, his hands and feet felt stiff.

At the moment when Jian Feng really fell on his body, the defense that the God Hermit was proud of was instantly broken.

”Thunder comes!”

When the battlefield was filled with water and mist, Jiang Chen's wrists shook.

The endless Thunder is driven by the Promise of Soul.

Under this ice fog, thunder and light were shining, and the arc was dazzling.

The entire sky was ruthlessly raged by Thunder.

”Is this his true strength?”

Yu Wen, who came with his grandfather, was stunned when he saw Jiang Chen's strength at the end of the month.

Compared to Jiang Chen's previous sword killing dozens of warriors of the hermit family, now he has to be intuitive and feel his power.

I had previously attacked and offended such beings.

She doesn't cherish the opportunity to apologize.

Just thinking about it, she was afraid for a while.

After the final thunder fell, the thunder and lightning gradually disappeared.

People's victory has been divided.

The mighty Tian Feng was defeated relentlessly, was seriously injured, and was unable to fight again.

Huh!

Many people looked at Tian Feng's misfortune and couldn't help laughing.

Among the things people are most willing to see in the world today, the God Hermit is definitely one of them.

They pretend not to take people seriously.

Therefore, when people are defeated, their expressions are often very exciting.

As the king of this clan, Tian Feng is no exception.