v7 Chapter 692: Defeat (2/2)
Xiao Chen's face was calm, still raising his hand and shooting down.
With the same magical power and the same movement, the foot was still slowly moving forward, but in the bang, the third Xiongnu monk was still splattered with blood from his mouth and nose, and fell to the stage.
At this moment, Xiao Chen didn't wait to speak. Another monk from the Hun State rushed to the stage while roaring, and his flesh dried up strangely. It seemed to concentrate all the strength in the body and blast out in one punch.
boom!
Photographed with one palm.
Huh!
Drop the ground.
The monks of the Huns have died.
Xiao Chen walked calmly, stepped forward without any hindrance at all, and waved his hands, such as shooting flies and mosquitoes, and shooting down fiercely arrived monks from the Huns, and all of them were in serious blood.
Step by step, in just over 20 steps, the Hungarian state envoys under the causeway, where the ground has been wounded by the Hun state monks.
With a backhand palm, the monk in front of the Huns was patted, Xiao Chen continued to move forward, looked at the ambassador of the Huns, and slowly spoke, ”Next.”
But this time, there are no more monks from the Hun State. The rest of the missions are pale, and there is irrepressible fear in their eyes.
They are scared!
The horrific fighting power shown by Xiao Chen has defeated the fierceness in their hearts, leaving only fear and panic!
In the face of such a strong man, no matter how you struggle, you will be shot at will, and then you will be seriously injured or even repaired. This huge gap between each other's strength makes people feel hopeless from their hearts.
Wu Yasi's face paled slightly, she did not continue to urge her Majesty monks to fight, looking at the slightly thin blue robe figure, calm face, indifferent eyes, she could not help but give birth to a slight fear.
Although unwilling to admit it, this feeling does exist and cannot be disputed.
The strength of this man made her have no doubts. If he is not in this city right now, he can kill the entire Xiongnu monk alone!
”If no one is fighting, then this appointment will win our mission.”
Xiao Chen spoke faintly, her voice spread far away.
Wu Yasi's face was stiff, but at this moment, a voice that made her feel at ease suddenly came, ”Hum! When was my Huns' ambassador, such an insult? Do you really think that my ambassador is unmanned?”
A powerful breath came from behind, and the crowd of monks involuntarily receded to the sides, exposing one of the cold middle-aged monks, and stepped forward.
”Uncle Fili!” U Yasi showed a happy face, and the fear and anxiety in his eyes faded away immediately. ”I also asked my uncle to take a shot, defeat the monk of the Rong State, and defend the dignity of the Hun State Mission!”
Fili sees the monk fainted on the ground, and his face becomes even more ugly. His eyes become colder, and he arches his hand, saying, ”Sir, rest assured, unless my brother and I were called into the Royal Palace of Yan, because he had not touched me yet. The qualifications of the Hun State Mission will certainly make him pay the price he deserves. ”
Uyas nodded. ”Everything is Uncle Ruffell.”
Huh!
The ethereal light flickered a little, Philly's figure had entered the causeway directly, a gong sounded, and the two eyes met instantly.
Xiao Chen's face was still calm, his eyes fell coldly on the person who came, his dark eyes couldn't stand the waves like the deep Qingtan.
Fili's face was gloomy, and his outside breath was like ice. Xiao Chen's actions have stirred his heart to death. At this moment, instead of rushing to do so, he said quietly, ”This Philip is the Hun state official. Who are you, senior? ”
”Rong Guoqing Yungong, Xiao Chen.”
”It is actually the body of a national father, and you have not lost your identity in killing me! It is the period of your scorn to humiliate my Hun state mission today!” Fili sneered, killing his body, accompanied by that The power of terror.
Just like a murderer came to the world, sharp breath rose into the sky, cruel and overbearing, and murderous!
Stepping out, Fili's entire figure suddenly faded. On the causeway platform, the rest was only a black strange soldier.
The blade is sharp, the whole body is smooth without any pattern, and the tense spirit is overflowing. It must be the killing of countless souls and it can be tempered by killing.
call out!
In the harsh sound of the air, long soldiers blasted, and there was a faint black light on the blade.