Chapter 2247
At this moment, Feng Shaoyu's mind shudders unprecedentedly.
He heard the voice, which reverberated in his mind countless times over the past three hundred years.
This is the voice of his elder brother breaking the dust, and the voice of those who have been poisoned by him.
His hair bristled up all over his body, and his heart trembled with fear.
How could that be possible? At that time, he watched Qin Chen fall into the valley of death and fall into the endless gray and murderous atmosphere. At that place, the strong people at the peak of Emperor Wu would fall instantly. However, Qin Chen was only the peak of Emperor Wu. Even if his strength reached the level of Emperor Wu, how could he survive?
But now, whether it's Qin Chen's voice and manner, or the breath from the soul level, or even the magic formula of Qin Chen.
They clearly show that the people in front of them are the emperor of breaking the dust, not the so-called successors.
"You You're not dead! "
Feng Shaoyu looks at Qin Chen in horror. Her soul trembles violently, and her body is broken a little bit under the extinction of sword light.
"Yes, it's me, Feng Shaoyu. 300 years ago, you colluded with Shangguan Xi'er and framed Ben Shao. Today, Ben Shao will take the head off your neck!"
Without hesitation, Qin Chen increased the power of the mysterious rusty sword. The terrible sword Qi soared, and he wanted to completely cut off fengshaoyu and explode it.
"Boy, it's not so easy to kill me."
At the critical moment, the old voice was angry.
"Change shape and change shadow!"
Boom!
A strange breath suddenly surges from fengshaoyu's body. It resists the sword light of Qin Chen in an instant. The sword light roars and blows fengshaoyu out.
Bang!
His chest burst, extremely tragic, revealed a huge gap, but that mysterious force, but for him to resist most of the damage, so that although he was seriously injured, but did not fall.
"The phantom of death!" Blocking Qin Chen's attack, fengshaoyu's body flickered, and instantly turned into a dark shadow light, which suddenly appeared above the large array in the square, and urged the primitive disc. Above the disc, the black light surged, and the big array of
above the square was blasted out with a bang.
Whoosh!
The wind Shaoyu is full of gray fog. From the gap, he is crazy to flee from here.
"Well, not dead?"
Qin Chen frowned. He didn't expect that at this critical moment, the ancient strongman could still perform such a secret skill. The mysterious rusty sword in his hand suddenly exploded, like a sword tornado, blocking the retreat of Feng Shaoyu.
"Tianyaopan" At the critical moment, the pristine disc flashed into a misty shadow. It was cut out and turned into a misty shadow. Countless black silk threads lingered around, beautiful and mysterious. Before Qin Chen's attack, he cut off the seal of Qin Chen's sword Qi and rushed out of the holy capital square with wind and little feather.
"Poof!"
In the process of flying, the wind Shaoyu opened his mouth and spewed blood, which made him hurt even more. However, his escape speed did not stop. As soon as he swept, he disappeared from people's vision.
On speed.
In an instant, fengshaoyu has reached the limit of the semi holy level, which is extremely strange and extraordinary.
"Emperor Xuanyuan escaped?"
Fu Qiankun and others have not responded.
Everyone on the field looked at this scene in shock. What did they see? Qin Chen actually chased Xuanyuan emperor away. Is it going to change the sky in Wuyu? No one dares to look down on Xuanyuan emperor. Xuanyuan emperor's terrifying power can definitely kill the peak Emperor Wu in seconds. However, even such a master, with Qin Chen's help, was seriously injured and even nearly fell, so he had to flee in confusion
.
Although Qin Chen was injured, it was much better than fengshaoyu.
People have a vague feeling that a new era is coming.
"Little boy Qin Chen, you pan that day is absolutely a holy treasure. In that moment, he burned the source of his soul. I'm afraid his soul has been hurt."
At the moment, in the jade dish of heaven and earth, Lao Yuan said in a hurry.
"Holy treasure?"
Qin Chen's eyes were fixed. Although he did not know the origin of the terrible strong man in Feng Shaoyu's body, he was undoubtedly a saint level master. If he was allowed to escape, he would certainly become a disaster in the future.
"Swordsmanship!"
When Qin Chen's eyes were shining, he frantically urged the mysterious rusty sword in his hand. On the rusty sword, a terrible sword light suddenly broke out. A black streamer, like a mirage, pierced the void and rose from the sky with wind, thunder and invincible sharpness.
"Go!"
Boom!
The mysterious rusty sword is urged to dive into the void for a moment. It goes straight after it and blooms with terrible black wind and thunder.
In this moment.
The wind Shaoyu, who escaped thousands of miles away, is cold and locked by an invisible force.Even, he felt that the void in which he was in was locked in the shadow of death.
Imperial sword is a kind of ancient and terrifying sword art. It is also a secret skill that Qin Chen has seen extremely adverse to the sky. It can penetrate the endless void and take the head of a person. It is very powerful and terrifying.
Now, Qin Chen's swordsmanship attainments have reached a certain level. He can lock people's heads from thousands of miles and display his killing moves.
Whew!
The sword light of wind, thunder and sword seems to jump out of the space crack. It appears directly in the heart of Feng Shaoyu in the escape and cuts down.
"What?"
"Tianyaopan"
The ancient strong man was startled and angry, and once again stimulated the soul power. The simple black disc was like an eagle's sail, which quickly blocked him in front of him.
Boom!
When the two forces collided, the sky Yao plate bloomed with dazzling brilliance. The terrifying shock wave shocked fengshaoyu into coughing blood and being in a mess.
When he finally blocked, his body split, blood splashed, and he insisted.
"The phantom of death!"
Wind Shaoyu burns blood essence and roars wildly. With the help of the ancient strong man, he escapes at a faster speed.
If he stayed in the holy land of blood, he would hardly escape death. If he approached Fu Qiankun and other experts of many forces, he would not be beaten down.
"Qin Chen, you didn't die. I don't care how you survived. When I escape from my life and come back in the future, I will kill you again!"
Feng Shaoyu is afraid in his heart and feels unprecedented humiliation and resentment.
At this moment, the first thing he has to do is to tell the secret to Shangguan Xi'er. If Shangguan Xi'er knows the secret, what kind of expression will it be?
Just then.
"Whew..."
The mysterious rusty sword broke through the air again, and cut violently.
Feng Shaoyu murmured and spat out blood again. He was terrified. He had already escaped so far. The sword technique could still be traced. How terrifying.
And he was frightened, and the ancient strongman was more angry than him. As a former Saint level strongman, he was very powerful in ancient times. When was he so embarrassed by a younger generation, his humiliation and anger could not be suppressed.
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He heard the voice, which reverberated in his mind countless times over the past three hundred years.
This is the voice of his elder brother breaking the dust, and the voice of those who have been poisoned by him.
His hair bristled up all over his body, and his heart trembled with fear.
How could that be possible? At that time, he watched Qin Chen fall into the valley of death and fall into the endless gray and murderous atmosphere. At that place, the strong people at the peak of Emperor Wu would fall instantly. However, Qin Chen was only the peak of Emperor Wu. Even if his strength reached the level of Emperor Wu, how could he survive?
But now, whether it's Qin Chen's voice and manner, or the breath from the soul level, or even the magic formula of Qin Chen.
They clearly show that the people in front of them are the emperor of breaking the dust, not the so-called successors.
"You You're not dead! "
Feng Shaoyu looks at Qin Chen in horror. Her soul trembles violently, and her body is broken a little bit under the extinction of sword light.
"Yes, it's me, Feng Shaoyu. 300 years ago, you colluded with Shangguan Xi'er and framed Ben Shao. Today, Ben Shao will take the head off your neck!"
Without hesitation, Qin Chen increased the power of the mysterious rusty sword. The terrible sword Qi soared, and he wanted to completely cut off fengshaoyu and explode it.
"Boy, it's not so easy to kill me."
At the critical moment, the old voice was angry.
"Change shape and change shadow!"
Boom!
A strange breath suddenly surges from fengshaoyu's body. It resists the sword light of Qin Chen in an instant. The sword light roars and blows fengshaoyu out.
Bang!
His chest burst, extremely tragic, revealed a huge gap, but that mysterious force, but for him to resist most of the damage, so that although he was seriously injured, but did not fall.
"The phantom of death!" Blocking Qin Chen's attack, fengshaoyu's body flickered, and instantly turned into a dark shadow light, which suddenly appeared above the large array in the square, and urged the primitive disc. Above the disc, the black light surged, and the big array of
above the square was blasted out with a bang.
Whoosh!
The wind Shaoyu is full of gray fog. From the gap, he is crazy to flee from here.
"Well, not dead?"
Qin Chen frowned. He didn't expect that at this critical moment, the ancient strongman could still perform such a secret skill. The mysterious rusty sword in his hand suddenly exploded, like a sword tornado, blocking the retreat of Feng Shaoyu.
"Tianyaopan" At the critical moment, the pristine disc flashed into a misty shadow. It was cut out and turned into a misty shadow. Countless black silk threads lingered around, beautiful and mysterious. Before Qin Chen's attack, he cut off the seal of Qin Chen's sword Qi and rushed out of the holy capital square with wind and little feather.
"Poof!"
In the process of flying, the wind Shaoyu opened his mouth and spewed blood, which made him hurt even more. However, his escape speed did not stop. As soon as he swept, he disappeared from people's vision.
On speed.
In an instant, fengshaoyu has reached the limit of the semi holy level, which is extremely strange and extraordinary.
"Emperor Xuanyuan escaped?"
Fu Qiankun and others have not responded.
Everyone on the field looked at this scene in shock. What did they see? Qin Chen actually chased Xuanyuan emperor away. Is it going to change the sky in Wuyu? No one dares to look down on Xuanyuan emperor. Xuanyuan emperor's terrifying power can definitely kill the peak Emperor Wu in seconds. However, even such a master, with Qin Chen's help, was seriously injured and even nearly fell, so he had to flee in confusion
.
Although Qin Chen was injured, it was much better than fengshaoyu.
People have a vague feeling that a new era is coming.
"Little boy Qin Chen, you pan that day is absolutely a holy treasure. In that moment, he burned the source of his soul. I'm afraid his soul has been hurt."
At the moment, in the jade dish of heaven and earth, Lao Yuan said in a hurry.
"Holy treasure?"
Qin Chen's eyes were fixed. Although he did not know the origin of the terrible strong man in Feng Shaoyu's body, he was undoubtedly a saint level master. If he was allowed to escape, he would certainly become a disaster in the future.
"Swordsmanship!"
When Qin Chen's eyes were shining, he frantically urged the mysterious rusty sword in his hand. On the rusty sword, a terrible sword light suddenly broke out. A black streamer, like a mirage, pierced the void and rose from the sky with wind, thunder and invincible sharpness.
"Go!"
Boom!
The mysterious rusty sword is urged to dive into the void for a moment. It goes straight after it and blooms with terrible black wind and thunder.
In this moment.
The wind Shaoyu, who escaped thousands of miles away, is cold and locked by an invisible force.Even, he felt that the void in which he was in was locked in the shadow of death.
Imperial sword is a kind of ancient and terrifying sword art. It is also a secret skill that Qin Chen has seen extremely adverse to the sky. It can penetrate the endless void and take the head of a person. It is very powerful and terrifying.
Now, Qin Chen's swordsmanship attainments have reached a certain level. He can lock people's heads from thousands of miles and display his killing moves.
Whew!
The sword light of wind, thunder and sword seems to jump out of the space crack. It appears directly in the heart of Feng Shaoyu in the escape and cuts down.
"What?"
"Tianyaopan"
The ancient strong man was startled and angry, and once again stimulated the soul power. The simple black disc was like an eagle's sail, which quickly blocked him in front of him.
Boom!
When the two forces collided, the sky Yao plate bloomed with dazzling brilliance. The terrifying shock wave shocked fengshaoyu into coughing blood and being in a mess.
When he finally blocked, his body split, blood splashed, and he insisted.
"The phantom of death!"
Wind Shaoyu burns blood essence and roars wildly. With the help of the ancient strong man, he escapes at a faster speed.
If he stayed in the holy land of blood, he would hardly escape death. If he approached Fu Qiankun and other experts of many forces, he would not be beaten down.
"Qin Chen, you didn't die. I don't care how you survived. When I escape from my life and come back in the future, I will kill you again!"
Feng Shaoyu is afraid in his heart and feels unprecedented humiliation and resentment.
At this moment, the first thing he has to do is to tell the secret to Shangguan Xi'er. If Shangguan Xi'er knows the secret, what kind of expression will it be?
Just then.
"Whew..."
The mysterious rusty sword broke through the air again, and cut violently.
Feng Shaoyu murmured and spat out blood again. He was terrified. He had already escaped so far. The sword technique could still be traced. How terrifying.
And he was frightened, and the ancient strongman was more angry than him. As a former Saint level strongman, he was very powerful in ancient times. When was he so embarrassed by a younger generation, his humiliation and anger could not be suppressed.
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