Chapter 3377 (1/2)

Mo Lingchuan was scared by Ye Chen to flee back to foreign countries!

Ye Chen's face was expressionless, and his hand flashed with brilliance. He actually put away the evil sword.

All of them were shocked. Should ye Chen let go of the evil Lingchuan?

Let it go?

Ye Chen's mouth suddenly raised a very evil smile.

What he needs is venting!

How could so many disciples of the demon subduing hall have an accident if they were not shut up by themselves!

Although the road of martial arts is so cruel!

It can't be avoided!

But he still wants to vent!

Ye Chen suddenly raised his hand and punched out. He stepped into the seven layers of chaos. With Zixiao stone and Hongmeng technique, his physical strength has reached the level of incomparable terror!

If the body of the demon, the blood of God, the formula of burning blood, the power of breaking the sky, the formula of reincarnation of gods and demons! Tianlong eight gods sound and so on to display together, even can double!

Now ye Chen's strength is indeed in the seven layers of chaos, but in terms of power, ye Chen has surpassed the two layers of heaven in the holy ancestral realm!

The seriously injured malingchuan can't exert the power of the second heaven in the holy ancestral realm!

With this fist, the void torn by malingchuan collapsed in an instant!

Even the void is broken. With one blow, the whole world will be directly locked in!

A big bang, this blow, severely hit the devil Ling Chuan's body!

Malingchuan uttered a scream, the flesh and blood were broken, the bones burst, the internal organs were shocked to fall out of its wound!

However, in this fist, there is no destruction Shinto!

Therefore, it is not difficult to bear the terrible vitality of demons!

Why not use the destruction Shinto?

Ha ha, if, so soon the end of the word, can be counted as vent?

Mo Lingchuan just took a breath, and before he had time to celebrate, the second punch came!

Ye Chen sent out a wild animal's roar, one punch, one punch, and another, just like a storm, he hit malingchuan's body crazily!

At this time, Mo Lingchuan only felt that he was trapped in a hell composed of heavy fists!

His body, again and again broken, reorganization, broken, reorganization, bring, is unimaginable pain!

Collapse, complete collapse, the son of the foreign devil emperor, looking at Ye Chen's eyes, is full of pleading color, he does not want to live, just hope Ye Chen quickly kill himself!

Ye Chen roared and smashed his fist. Even though he had already smashed malingchuan into a pool of meat mud, he still had no intention of stopping!

Every punch, with boundless anger, boundless grief!

The death of Hai clan leader! Death of many shenjizong disciples!

Countless soldiers of the demon subduing hall died in the hands of the demons outside the country, and the suffering suffered by the Shenguo and Lingwu people was overstocked in Ye Chen's heart.

Although Ye Chen did not say much in the face of these things, how could he have no feeling at all?

He was already angry, and he was going crazy with grief!

So, he needs to vent!

Ten thousand punches!

Ye Chen, hit a million fists!

Even if we didn't use the destruction Shinto, the incomparable heavy fist bombardment would completely destroy the body of Mo Lingchuan!

In the blood mist, a demon's soul flashed and seemed to want to escape. But at this moment, a dark sword flashed with blood, which locked the ghost and dragged it into the body of the sword.

Between heaven and earth, only a very sad, unwilling cry

This holy ancestral land, extremely proud, was placed by the devil emperor's son of unlimited hope, completely disappeared from the world.