Wen Tiancheng put on his clothes and looked at the far sky through the dense vines. The giant bird of prey looks like a terrible beast. Its huge body haunts in the clouds. The terrible threat seems to squeeze all over the sky to make the mountains and rivers quiet and the animals disappear. It seems to be coming towards this position.
Fan Chen suddenly hissed and screamed to attract the attention of the Raptor. Even if he died, he would rather die in the hands of the spirit demon than be humiliated and killed by Wen Tiancheng.
"Shut up!" Wen Tiancheng drank fiercely, waved to control the cane and wrapped fan Chen's whole body tightly.
"Wentiancheng, die together!" fan Chen spell out the last spiritual power and bloom colorful lights. Through the extreme bloom of vines, he does not pursue power, but only sensation. He can attract the Raptor.
"Bitch!" Wen Tiancheng almost killed her and rolled up fan Chen to leave.
However, the Raptor flew over the mountain forest where they were, rushed further away, and disappeared into the depths of the clouds. It could not see or even feel the breath.
Fan Chen's face was white and stunned. Just go? No... no... don't... you come back
Wen Tiancheng was stunned: "ha ha, even God doesn't help you. I see who will save you."
"You must die well. I curse you with my soul. You must die well." fan Chen was completely desperate.
"Cooperate well, or you will be hung on the top of the mountain and appreciated by more people..." Wen Tiancheng was about to untie his clothes when he suddenly noticed someone behind him with thick eyebrows and a slight wrinkle, and turned slowly.
Yueqing came here after hearing the news. She didn't expect to see such an ugly picture. Isn't this Wanjie mountain? Isn't it a war of kings? Aren't all the elites from all over the world? How could this happen.
Wentian city was bright in front of us, temporarily put down Fan Chen and looked at the woman coming. Her long hair was elegant, her temperament was elegant and holy, and her purple dress was more noble. Although she was wearing a veil, her hazy beauty was more mysterious and beautiful. Judging from his years of reading women, this must be a beautiful woman.
Yanfu is coming. I can't stop it. There are people coming to the door.
"Girl, dare you ask your name?" Wen Tiancheng jumped down from the tree bed, stroked his chest and pressed himself slightly. He looked polite, but his red eyes and greedy eyes revealed his evil.
Fan Chen suddenly screamed: "please do me a favor, get out of here and spread the news. Wen Tiancheng of Lingxiao sect of Jinpeng imperial dynasty wants to be aggressive against fan Chen of the holy hall. Please, be sure to spread the news."
Wen Tiancheng? Isn't this the man Qin Ming is looking for! Yueqing was surprised that she met him here after looking for him for three days. However, as Qin Ming said, he was extremely despicable and lustful. He even did such a dirty thing on the occasion of the war of seizing the king, or did it on his own imperial women.
At this moment, the old people in tianwu hall are paying attention to the development of the situation.
"If fan Chen doesn't give her name, Yueqing should still intervene. Now I'm afraid it's going to scare her away."
"Wen Tiancheng has a great reputation in the Jinpeng imperial dynasty, and his strength is second only to Tang tianque. Yue Qing is only a disciple of a sect in the northern regions. He should not have the courage to challenge the heroes in the imperial city."
"Please say in the newspaper that Yueqing is Qin Ming's lover? Qin Ming doesn't have a good relationship with the Holy Church and killed Ye Jiangli, a disciple of Shengyan of the Holy Church. Yueqing shouldn't interfere in the affairs of the Holy Church."
"Is Yueqing's realm an eight fold sky? How did she do it?"
"Why don't you bring the Raptor back? Don't take her in again. It doesn't matter if Yue Qing dies. If he is humiliated by Wen Tiancheng again, he can't explain."
"First look at the situation. Save or not, can you save it? Let's see. I look forward to Yueqing's surprise."
Wen Tiancheng saw Yue Qingmei more and more, and walked forward with a smile. "I'm playing games with my friends, beautiful girl. Do you want to join me?"
"Let's go! Let's go! He's Wen Tiancheng, the top three of Jinpeng's imperial heroes! Don't pester him, I just ask you to spread the news." fan Chen exclaimed.
Yueqing didn't leave, but insisted on Wen Tiancheng: "someone wants to see you."
"See me? Who is it? Who are you?" Wen Tiancheng continued to look at Yue Qing's graceful figure.
"See, you'll know."
"What if I don't go?" Wen Tiancheng turned his back and smiled casually. Before Yue Qing could speak, he suddenly pushed out a palm. It seemed calm and pushed slowly, but the strong sense of oppression was like an earthquake, which caused a sensation in the mountains and forests. The trees in front shook violently, as if they were under great accumulated pressure.
Then, there was a roar, and the space in front was completely riot. The dusty air waves were like mountains and seas, and swallowed up towards Yueqing. The momentum was powerful and unstoppable.
Although Wen Tiancheng's conduct is poor and he is addicted to women, his strength is absolutely strong enough. He can be called the top figure of the young generation. Moreover, because he was captured by Yang Tianqiu, he prefers to use Yin moves to take the lead when facing the enemy.
The power of one palm shows the true power of a hero. The dust is all over the sky and roars. It is also mixed with many fist like stones, containing the power of King Kong. It is dense and explosive with amazing power.
"No hard connection!" fan Chen struggled and watched the war through the gap. This was her only hope. She didn't want this woman to be defeated by Wen Tiancheng at the beginning.
"Green corpse sword classic! The first style, blood stained with the world of mortals!" Yue Qing's clear eyes flashed a faint green light, lifted the sword and held it horizontally. In an instant, thousands of sword lights burst out, and the sharp light flickered, like a small sword of the size of countless fingers, filled the dense forest around him. Each handle was full of ancient meaning and cold killing machine.
Yueqing's long hair is flying, his eyes are colder, thousands of sword tides hit forward, gathered into a sea of swords, surging forward, with great momentum.
From static to dynamic, it looks like an ocean tsunami.
"Karang Karang..."
The trees and gravels in front are all crushed or directly cracked, and are vulnerable to the sword tide.
"That's interesting!" Wen Tiancheng's eyes shone brightly. His slowly advancing right fist was pushed out in an instant, as fast as lightning. The storm of earth dust became more violent, and there were more stones the size of his fist. He mixed in the earth dust and hit all the sword lights face-to-face.
Big collision! The sea of sword Qi fights against earth dust and waves!
The earth shook violently, and the trees within 100 meters rose from the ground or were directly crushed. Huge ground cracks broke out on the ground and spread to the distance. The 100 meters became a storm of dust, mixed with dazzling strong light, as if something terrible had burst.
Fan Chen was surprised. Who is this man? What a strong sword! He is worthy of being a tester in Wanjie mountain. He should be a top figure in a imperial dynasty or a disciple of a hidden old monster. It seems that I have hope.
In the chaos, Wen Tiancheng killed Yueqing. With the help of the cover of dust, he suddenly appeared behind Yueqing. With a ferocious smile, he swung his fist and made a critical hit. More than ten stones revolved around the fist gang and roared and sped. With the critical hit, the harsh roar showed great power.
Go against the dragon! Yueqing suddenly disappeared in place, but appeared behind Wen Tiancheng, cut out with a sword and took his head straight.
"Pooh!"
The sword cut the back neck of Wen Tiancheng. If he hadn't reacted a little faster and subconsciously bowed his head, this sword might have beheaded him.
"Bitch!" Wen Tiancheng cursed and rushed forward in a cold sweat.
Yueqing couldn't let go of the chase, but the deep dust in front suddenly threw out strips of vines, rushed and wound wildly, and came face-to-face. Yueqing stomped in the air, retreated more than ten meters like a startled goose, didn't wait to land, twisted her toes gently, and leaned back to the side again to avoid the vines. It's amazing that she seems to have a pair of invisible wings and can easily change her trajectory.