Chapter 869 (1/2)

Guess it's the projection of the fog martial god. Everyone's face turns pale. Although the martial god didn't come in person, there is no big difference between the appearance of his projection and his presence. You know, from all the previous perspectives, the fog martial god doesn't want his majesty to form a great military empire. Then, can your majesty survive this disaster The projection is excited. ”.

” Huang Liang, your death is coming, ”chuhuaixian laughed.

”Noisy”

Song Yan raised his hand. Suddenly, Chu huaixian's body seemed to be attacked by an invisible and powerful bombardment. He screamed and flew backward, falling tens of meters away without any sound.

”Young generation, you are very bold. She is the servant of our Lord. Aren't you afraid that our Lord will blame you”

the God of martial arts projected to speak. The tone was very calm, and I couldn't hear the joy and anger.

”Blame you for blaming me, she offended me, don't you deserve to die?” song Yansi was not afraid of the questioning of the God of martial arts, but smiled at the projection of the God of martial arts.

”For so many years, you are the first one who is not afraid of Wushen, but your servant can't die in vain, so you will be offered three times. If you can survive, you will be spared,” said misty Wushen with a smile.

Song Yan shakes his head: ”what's more, you are just a projection. One projection dare to speak wildly in front of me. I really don't know how to live or die. Of course, I'm not unreasonable. If you leave nianyi and zhangjiangkun to me, how about this projection?” br >

in the face of the offensive words of song Yan, Misty Wu Shen didn't get angry: ”you are very interesting. Although you are only a projection now, you have the power of noumenon. If you don't step into Wu Shen, you can't understand the power of Wu Shen. Even if you have only one level of power, you can't fight against it. So, don't mistake yourself”

”don't try how to know.” Song inkstone is light, but its tone is firm.

”It seems that you are determined to fight against the Buddha. Well, let your young generation know the strength of the Buddha.”

when the voice falls, the fog warrior God raises his hand and points out his finger.

”Poof”

a light finger force came out of his fingertip, and then shot at Song Yanfei slowly.

”Your Majesty, be careful”

a martial Saint flashed out and chopped at the power.

”Hum”

”poof”

the finger power shakes slightly, which makes the wusheng spit blood and fly backward.

”Whoosh”

two more wushengs flew out and attacked the power at the same time.

In the same way, the two martial saints were shocked to spit blood and fly back.

Then, the five wusheng together, still can't shake the fingers that fly slowly to song Yan, instead, they shake one by one and spit blood.

Seeing this scene, everyone can't help but create a chill in their hearts. Only the finger strength of a martial god projection is so strong, and how strong the martial god itself should be.

Seeing that there are more martial saints who want to stop that power, song Yan says, ”you all give me back”

as soon as the voice falls, song Yan raises his hand and blows.

”Ang ang ang”

punches, and the Dragon chants.

A golden fist power collides with that finger power in the void. Then, everyone's eyes are widened, watching the collision between fist power and finger power engulf. For half a quarter of an hour, fist power and finger power annihilate each other.

”Wu Shen's means are just like this.” Song Yan lives high in the Dragon chair, disdaining the way.

”Majesty's power”