Chapter 1277: You are not looking ... (1/2)
Update the latest chapter of Wu Ji Shen Wang as soon as possible! The vast expanse of wasteland, looking at the past, is full of barrenness and desolation.
In the distance, there are still broken walls, fragrant grasses, and occasionally scattered carrion monsters crawling on the ground.
The decaying evil that had been dormant for thousands of years is awakened by external disturbances today.
”Hey, I didn't expect this Wuzong to have the courage to participate in the jihadist conquest. The last time, the army was annihilated. It seems that he will not die if he is not destroyed.”
”But the girl in Huayu Palace said that Brother Luo Lou died at the hands of the Wu Zong people. Is this true or false?”
”Fake? Haven't you confirmed it already? Just the one named 'Wu Yan', I'm afraid that even Brother Lu Qian can't handle it at the first move. How can he kill Brother Luo Lou?”
”It's also said that Wu Zong is living more and more back. If we were not in a hurry to meet with Brother Mori, I would like to see the foolishness of those pouches and kneels asking for mercy.”
”Hahahaha.”
...
Dozens of people at Yujianmen, while advancing at a rapid speed, also scorned the Wu Zong and other people they had seen before.
The head of Lu Qian's mouth is light, and his eyes are filled with a lot of pride.
He raised his left hand and looked at his palm.
A bright blue light body shone with the bright gods, that light body was about the size of a child's fist, and its shape was irregular.
There are edges and corners, and the edges are clear.
Gives an incomplete form.
...
”Oh!”
Suddenly, everyone in Yujianmen's heart was abruptly stunned, and they suddenly stopped in shape.
Seeing the void ahead, he was surprised to find a young figure with a restrained atmosphere.
The slender figure looks like a starry sea with deep eyes, looking at it indifferently, and the slightly curved corner of the mouth is slightly interesting.
...
”Who? Dare to get in the way here?”
”It looks like they are Wu Zong! They were with those people just now.”
”Hey, it's funny, run alone to die?”
”Things that don't have long eyes, if you don't want to be here with the carrion, go away immediately.”
...
Facing the screams and yells of the people at Yujianmen, Chu Hen crossed his arms in front of him, Jun Jian raised his eyebrows, tilted his eyes and said, ”Aren't you looking for me?”
Looking for you?
Everyone was sneered at once.
”What kind of thing are you? Is it worth us to find you?”
”Hey, instead of looking for you, it's better to look for the women in your Wu Zong, they are long and handsome.”
...
Chu Chen smiled lightly, and there was a joke between Meiyu.
”Before Luo Lou's death, he was as arrogant as you are now ...”
what?
The faces of the people suddenly changed.
Even Lu Qian's eyes sank.
”You killed Luo Lou?”
The cold eyes stared at the handsome young face like a sharp arrow. It is certain that the other party was not one of Wu Zong's famous geniuses. Even in the information he had, there was no information about this person.
At this moment, the other party not only came to the road alone, but also voluntarily admitted to killing Luo Lou.
Its intention is really puzzling and confusing.
...
Immediately, Chu Hen raised his right hand and pointed at the bright blue energy body in Lu Qian's palm.
”How about giving it to me?”
Everyone presses the sword with one hand, and the edgy desire to emerge from the sheath.
Lu Qian's complexion was also sharply frosty, with a grin on the corner of his mouth, showing a cold smile.
”Hey, of course you can ... but you have to exchange your head ...”
Chu Hen shook his head gently, ”Then all your heads are feasible?”
”court death!”
Sen Leng's strong wind flowed out like snow and frost, and Lu Qian's intentions in the eyes rose sharply, and he muttered in a deep voice, ”Kill him!”
”Right on my mind!”
The words didn't fall, the disciples of the Imperial Sword Gate suddenly drew their swords, and one by one the sharp swords that set off extremely violently began to siege around Chu marks.
The sword phantom phantom, tearing the air apart.
With each sword offering, the vigorous vibrato of the sword screamed in the air.
”Dead!”
A fierce and wicked figure of the sword rushed to the front of Chu Hen first, lingering around the endless light streaks of the sword and straightly taking Chu Hen's throat ...
The strong sword pressure rushed into the tide.
Looking at the motionless Chu marks, the man's face was contemptuous.
”Huh, useless waste!”
”bass!”
The crisp sword groaned in the air, and the moment the opponent's blade edge was less than the width of the finger from Chu Chen's throat, Chu Chen left a residual image like a ghost, and the body disappeared in its place ...