Chapter 1945 (1/2)

The wind stops and the rain disperses!

Guangdun, Gongshou!

Only Chu Xuan murmured to himself between heaven and earth. His voice was not high, but it echoed in the dead void for a long time and entered everyone's ears.

The light wind and drizzle like words, in the chaotic strong hearts of the present, set off the shocking waves, their hearts were all earthquake, staring at everything in front of them, did not know what to say.

”Who is this Chu Xuan?” The sword killed the sky, and looked at Chu Xuan with bright eyes. He then attached great importance to Chu Xuan. He found that his face was like a jade crown, his black hair was fluttering in the wind, his clothes were hunting, his figure was unpredictable, like an abyss, and his breath was like a peerless sword.

At this moment, chuxuan was deeply shocked by the sword killing the sky. In particular, Chu Xuan's ruthless move to kill the enemy was like a nightmare.

The monk, who was wrapped up in thunder, also admired chuxuan. However, his fear was more dignified. He was accompanied by a woman.

They were the two strong men who came when the strange treasure and the strange image rippled the heaven and earth.

Both of them were in the early stage of chaos, which was not too strong. However, they have been walking together for countless years to deal with the strong in the middle of chaos. They have never met such a strong monk as chuxuan.

The monk who has been shaking the nature ants has one of the most noble blood vessels in the universe. He is powerful enough to subvert the universe, and his flesh is incomparable.

He is also a face muddled at the moment, from Chu Xuan body feel a great sense of threat.

In front of Chu Xuan, he was proud of his physical cultivation, which was not worth mentioning at all. This kind of feeling was like that he was a child, and the other side was a strong man of five big and three thick men. The power of blood flowing through chuxuan's body is the dignity of his face.