Chapter 1851 (1/2)
Huofu couldn't help it. She didn't know what Jiang Chen was waiting for, but if she didn't do it again, the big knife would really chop down. Xianjun's blow, unprepared, could not be stopped even with the power of blood.
”Shua!”
The breaking wind sounded.
Huofu suddenly swept out a long object on her side.
Between the stunned gods, the recovery delayed a breath.
It's too late to do it again.
Huofu closes her eyes and blames Jiang Chen for his arrogance.
But at the same time, it's also very lucky that Jiang Chen is a member of their yuhuohuang family. He is part of the flow in his body and the purest blood force of the whole race.
As long as the soul does not die, you can bring it back to the southern region and put the soul and body into the fire of the origin.
Nine hundred years later, you can be reborn from nirvana.
Even for a long time, but now this is the only result of Jiang Chen.
”Jiang Chen!”
Bai Fengyu stared, but it was a pity that her strength was too weak. She could only watch the big knife cleave down to Jiang Chen's neck.
”Pa!”
What I heard was not the ”puff” sound of a big knife cutting into my body.
But a very crisp sound.
”What?!”
The dagger transformed from soul destroying spirit flew backwards. Under this blow, he directly broke away from the form of the magic method and rolled twice on the ground.
Even the other big knife fell to the ground.
Looking up, a rusty long gun suddenly appeared above Jiang Chen's body.
The long gun was so quietly suspended, as if it were stagnant in space.
”Dade, lend me your weapon.”
Jiang Chen gets up and grabs the broken sky gun.
Just mobilized the power of swallowing the Golden Dragon's blood in the body, Jiang Chen wanted to try what power it had. Unexpectedly, he suddenly felt the position of the broken sky gun, and Jiang Chen immediately summoned it.
Although he was not very skilled for the first time, Jiang Chen would not put himself in danger because of the experiment.
At the last breath, if the spear didn't arrive in time, he would use Wanhua Tianzhan to escape.
But everything is just fine.
”Spit!”
”What ragged and rusty gun dare you take out?”
”I underestimated the enemy just now. I'll fight another 100 rounds. I'll cut off your head myself!”
Soul mieling got up from the ground and disdained to say after spitting a mouthful of blood.
”Really?”
Jiang Chen got up and directly held the long gun in one hand.
”Pa Pa Pa!”
In the dull eyes of the people, the rust on the long gun gradually fell off.
A moment later, the rusty old spear turned into pure gold.
When it was inserted into the ground, a sharp gun awn slowly flowed upward from the tail, finally gathered at the tip of the gun, and then rushed into the sky.