Chapter 3969 (2/2)
After he Wei, the faces of those who were still standing on the hillside changed one after another.
They didn't expect that the leader of the Shenglei clan was so bloodthirsty. At the same time, they also had a vague sense of blame in their hearts. If the leader was in trouble, he had to find the trouble of the saint ray family.
”If you fight with me, you will win or lose.”
He Wei said in a deep voice, ”if you lose, get out of here immediately. If I lose, I will pay for your loss.”
Purple Chen's face had smile again, ”early so say not to finish, first thank you in advance of compensation.”
”What do you say?”
He Wei's eyebrows and angry eyes flash in his hand, and a big knife appears.
The broadsword was extremely generous and seemed to be too heavy. He held up his long sword and stepped forward, ”I want you to die!”
Every step down, the earth is shaking. I don't know whether it is his own strength or the heavy strength of the broadsword.
Zichen's eyes are careless, the other side's realm is not low, but as long as the master of six star Saint Fu, Zichen is not afraid at all.
But when his eyes fell on the big knife, Zichen's eyes had some changes.
Because he felt a familiar breath from the broadsword, which belonged to the soul soldier.
Soul soldiers?
Are there soul soldiers in the holy spirit world?
It's the breath of soul soldiers when the sword is near.
”Today, I will let you know that there are not only four saints in the world, but also who is there! What a desolate family
A knife cut, the thick breath surging out.
In the face of this knife, Zichen's expression slightly moved, ”desolate he family, have not heard of it.”
The long golden stick, blocking in front of the blade.
Boom!
Under their feet, the ground vibrated violently and a huge crack appeared.
He Wei's figure retreats, and his hand holding the big knife is shaking. He looks at Zichen in front of him in disbelief.
Zichen is also retreating, but this is not what he Wei wants to see. What he originally hoped to see was that the other side died on the spot.
”Who are you?”
He Wei asked in a deep voice. For the first time, he put aside his contempt.
”Isn't it too late to ask my name? No matter who I am, you will pay for the fairy stone today
”Well, I just don't want to kill nobody!”
He Wei held up the long sword in his hand. ”Today is destined to be the first battle for the rise of my desolate family. How can we be so hasty? Don't even know the ghost who died by the knife? As the leader of the saint ray clan, you should not be a nobody? ”
”Zichen.”
Zichen smile way: ”Saint thunder clan, core acme purple Chen!”
”It's you!”
He Wei's pupil shrinks, obviously did not expect, come unexpectedly is that famous Zichen.
But soon, he was laughing, his eyes became extremely fanatical, ”it's really good that it's you. God treats me well. As long as you are defeated, who in the holy spirit world will not know who I am
Zichen some doubts, according to the other side this realm, should not be such a personality talent is.
”Die!”
He Wei's body, suddenly surging out of a violent breath, vaguely seems to have a black fog around.
The black fog gave him a familiar feeling.
”Die, fool!”
He Wei rushes forward. The powerful force is injected into the body of the sword, and he cuts to Zichen.
Originally prepared to mobilize the soul force of Zichen, but found that the power in the body runs by itself, that is ancient thunder inflammation.
On the long golden stick, there was a flame burning, and an ancient breath came out.
The two attacks meet again. With the roar, the golden thunder falls on the black sword.
The black knife began to burn.
He Wei screamed and retreated. During this period, He Wei kept surging strength, which extinguished the thunder.
He looked at Zichen, and his expression was suspicious.At that moment before, he mobilized his strength and felt that he met his natural enemies.
The thunder inflammation on the long stick of Zichen has disappeared, and he said with a faint smile: ”it seems that you are going to admit defeat. I don't ask you any questions. Take 100000 immortal stones.”
”Don't think, you're out of the well!”
He Wei bit his teeth, and there was a look of madness in his eyes.
Around him, suddenly appeared a storm, he stood in the storm, the original black power began to surge, there are also soul force in the raging.
”What is a single soul attack? The combination of power and soul power is the most powerful force in the world!”
The storm disappeared, and all the forces poured into the sword.
The blade rippled and became extremely terrible.
Zichen's eyes, staring at the change of broadsword, seriously many of him said: ”Oh, is it? You have taught me a lesson today
In his hand, the long stick suddenly burst out a dazzling light, a breath several times stronger than before, surging out.
”Let me see, then, your true strength.”
The voice falls, the purple Chen initiative rushes forward.
He seems to carry a round of golden sun, dazzling light, so that many people are subconsciously closed eyes.
There was a huge bang.
The body shapes of Zichen and He Wei crisscross.
On the long stick in Zichen's hand, the dazzling golden light goes out.
He Wei's dagger was broken into two pieces.