Chapter 1674

Just then, a phone call came in.

"Lord devil, that guy went to your side. He hasn't fought. I suspect that the poison in him hasn't been solved at all.

He depends on the king of killing God to rise in vain. "

Outside, someone analyzed.

At this time, Tiangang has been injured, because the more inside, the stronger the enemy.

Tiangang now has ten combat effectiveness left.

The rest have been seriously injured and lost their combat effectiveness.

Jun moye, ghost sword and lone wolf also lost their combat effectiveness.

I can only go, but I can't continue to fight.

But even so, Xiao Chen still didn't do it.

It will inevitably make people doubt that his strength has not recovered at all. He looks very powerful on the surface, but he is actually vulnerable.

"Hahaha, that's great. As I said earlier, if the devil slaps him, he will not die, but he will pay the price.

Now, it seems that I guessed right.

Master, it seems that you are going to be disappointed. What you may face is just a white start.

That Xiao Chen has no combat power. "

The snake laughed.

"Boring!"

Murakami feels a little bored.

Does Xiao Chen really have no strength? Then his revenge is a little boring.

The king of killing God is white. He doesn't pay attention at all.

Soon, the sound of battle could be heard outside.

Xiao Chen, they're here.

Here, a total of 21 half step kings appeared in front of them.

They are the elite of the devil's palace and the sword God city.

Any of the twenty-one and a half Kings is more terrible than the ancestors of the royal family.

If possible, the snake won't let these people do it.

They are the secret weapons of the demon palace.

It is also the secret weapon of Japan.

"Xiao Chen, this is your burial place."

One of the half step kings sneered.

"These people, I'll come!"

The emperor came out.

Although already very tired.

But he was eager to fight. After he was promoted to King, he seemed to see something new.

Something you couldn't catch and touch before.

The battle began in an instant.

Huangtian took the lead in launching the attack.

He just broke through the king and was exhausted.

Can you kill the 21 half step kings?

Xiao Chen didn't seem to care. He looked at the innermost part. There came melodious music, which seemed very soothing.

Someone is enjoying it.

In the music, Murakami closed his eyes and didn't know what he was thinking.

Outside the window, suddenly a strong wind blew.

The mountain rain is coming, and the wind is all over the building!

"According to the electrical forecast, there seems to be a typhoon crossing recently."

The snake frowned.

"What is a typhoon? The enemy is coming."

Murakami opened his eyes and turned his sharp eyes to the outside.

Behind the layers of screens, footsteps were ringing.

The snake swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

Two figures appeared in front of them.

The king of the God of killing rose white and was covered with blood.

It's like jumping out of a red water tank.

And Xiao Chen, spotless, as if none of them were fighting.

"Hahaha, Xiao Chen, you really have lost all your strength. Otherwise, why don't you fight? Your people have been injured."

The snake laughed.

"Do you really believe that his strength is all wasted?"

Murakami stood up with his legs crossed.

Grabbed the knife on the table.

When a fierce wind blew, the snake felt extremely cold.

"Isn't it, master?"

The snake was stunned.

"You are still far away."

Murakami shook his head and said, "he needs to preserve his strength to fight with me, so he can't do it."

"Wrong."

Xiao Chen finished smoking and put the cigarette end in the ashtray.

Then he looked at the village and said, "I don't do it. It's none of your business. It's just because those people don't deserve me to do it.

Of course, I also mean to train my men.

After all, I can't do everything. It's too boring. "

"Arrogance!"

Murakami is angry.

As a sword God, although he once lost, he only lost to the strong man of the ancient family. Xiao Chen is nothing and dares to look down on him.

The snake took a deep breath: "Xiao Chen, you are so strong that I feel scared, but you chose the wrong opponent and the wrong place.

If you meet my master, daoshen Murakami, you will die. "

"Your nonsense is too much."

Xiao Chen took off his jacket and only wore a fitness suit.

Under the symmetrical figure, what erupts is incomparably amazing power.

"Daoshen village is just a daoshen in a small village. I'll kill him and kill you again!"

Xiao Chen smiled coldly: "white, don't do it."

"I see."

Bai Qi stared at the evil.

He did not allow evil people to participate in the battle, which affected Xiao Chen's mood.

"Young man, I really don't know what fear is. My knife has killed countless kings.

If you can become the soul of his sword, you will die well. "

Murakami took a deep breath.

The energy in the body is constantly exploding.

There was a sound of thunder.

I don't know it's a thunderstorm outside.

Or his strength.

"An ignorant young man who kills you with a knife."

The sword God's tone was cold, like killing Xiao Chen, like killing a chicken. There was no difficulty at all.

"Ha ha, it's enough for young people to be arrogant. You're an old man. You really don't know how to write the word death."

Xiao Chen is still indifferent.

Although the sword God is terrible.

But in his eyes, he is still just a brother.

Xiao Chen knows how strong he is.

As early as five years ago, master said that he was not allowed to use all his strength, but only 10% at most.

So his usual 10% strength is actually 10% of the 10%.

He knows his strength.

So when someone said that a knife could kill him, he felt very ridiculous.

I'm not a man of the same grade at all. What about killing?

Without nine volumes, he is still strong.

His power has nothing to do with the nine volumes and has nothing to do with Mohism.

From himself.

"Don't worry, I'll let you draw the sword. Although you may die as soon as I shoot, I allow you to spend enough time brewing your strongest moves.

I'll let you know what despair is. "

Xiao Chen said faintly.

But these words made Murakami look very ugly.

He was looked down upon.

Was despised.

Despised by a hairy child.

Boom!

Murakami's breath began to rise, like a storm brewing in his body.

……

A strange sight appeared in the city of sword God.

It rained cats and dogs all around.

The wind kept blowing.

However, there was no wind or rain around the attic at the core.

As if that place had become an alternative to the world.

This phenomenon is extremely strange.

If there were scientists to monitor, it would be found that the attic was shrouded in air.

Wind and rain can't penetrate.

Xiao Chen smiled. The sword God really deserves his reputation. Apart from anything else, he has been able to crush many people with his forty-five years of skill alone.

Strong!

It's really strong!

No wonder the sword God was so arrogant in the Dragon kingdom. In the secular world, almost no one could be his opponent.