Chapter 3699 (1/2)

”I am the God of killing, and you are the sword of killing. From today on, you should follow me well. I promise you will drink the blood of the strong.” Xiao Chen ignores the killing breath of Jiuduan Dao, but caresses the blade. He can feel that Jiuduan Dao is longing for blood.

As the words fall, the killing portrait in Xiao Chen's mind disappears in an instant, and jiuduandao calms down. Xiao Chen holds the hilt and looks at the battlefield.

At this time, Shen Yue attacked with one enemy and five. Although she was strong, she was still unable to cope with one enemy. She was soon knocked down from the air by the youth and fell to the ground in confusion.

”Ancestor Shen Yue!”

Shen Jiaqiang's mourning and roaring.

”Shen Yue, for the last time, I'm going to ask you whether to submit to my master or not?” The young man stares at Shen Yue indifferently.

”Pooh!” Shen Yue vomited a mouthful of blood, and slowly stood up. Although she was petite, she was extremely tall and straight. She looked at the young man and said, ”even if she died, she would not surrender!”

”Very good. You should know that if you offend my young master, there is no need for the Shen family to stay since you don't know what to do.” The young man raised his hand indifferently, his eyes were full of chill, ”kill!”

”Yes

The other four people answered and wanted to destroy the Shen family. Just then, Xiao Chen, the God of war, came out and cried out in a hurry: ”wait, I'm Xiao Chen, the God of war. I'm just the guest of Shen family. You can't kill me.”

”Xiao Chen, the God of war?” The young man was stunned. He was about to wave his hand and looked at Xiao Chen carefully. After a moment, he said, ”our young master, we are also friends with some god of war Xiao Chen. Since you are Xiao Chen, the God of war, go back with us.”

”Good.” Xiao Chen, the God of war, was immediately overjoyed and ran directly to the youth. Then he took a proud look at many of the strong men in the Shen family. Finally, he gave Xiao Chen a sneer.

”My Lord, take us with you.” Two thousand enchantment of a race of women quickly called.