Disappeared, just that horrible breath all disappeared? What's going on? The presence of a group of spirits are full of fog, today they seem to have never been a lifetime of impact in general, is always a look full of curiosity.

Not many people know about Beichen's pupil. In just a few seconds, everything is calm. But those who clearly see Beichen's means really admire Beichen's ability. They all smack their tongue and are full of deep admiration.

Chai Detian nervously looked at Leng Wuhen's haggard and helpless back, his eyes turned red. At this moment, he had already regarded Leng Wuhen as his own child, and he had already accepted Leng Wuhen. He was his own child, no matter what the truth was.

Maybe it comes from the guilt for Chai haoxuan, maybe it comes from the concern in his heart. Now it's very clear that no one is looking after him now. No matter what means Beichen uses, he loses.

If there is no Beichen, there is no Weiyu, the guy of Meizu can't deny that he is really strong, and Yunyan may really have a series of changes.

"You lost, although I am very reluctant to let you die like this, but only one of us can live, it is obvious that I am the one who will stay until the end." North Chen insipid got a way sentence, as if announced cold no trace next destiny.

"It's too early to be happy. I haven't fallen down yet. Such arrogance shouldn't appear in people like you. Maybe I should teach you a lesson. What's premature?" Cold has no trace light to hope an eye North Chen, even if oneself can't use the ember gas now, but not necessarily have no fighting ability, this North Chen can't really know?

After hearing this, Beichen said with a smile: "ha ha, you think you can only use your body now, and you can defeat me?"

Can't deny the words of North Chen is true, even if didn't be sealed by him to burn the gas, oneself all not necessarily can really use the physique to defeat him, the physique of North Chen is even stronger than oneself perhaps, this has been clear from the beginning cold no trace.

Leng Wuhen thinks to himself that he has never thought that he will fall into the present field. All the time, he seems to be relying on the power of the ember gas in his body, which leads to Leng Wuhen's frustration. His idea of overthrowing Beichen seems to have been shaken just now.

At present, the only ability that can be used is physique, as well as the very unstable domineering. If the domineering is not as successful as it was in the branch after the explosion, Leng wutrace can rely on domineering to use physique, but the success rate is not very high.

Seeing the liquid on his chest, Leng Wuhen felt a slight shock. He was the incarnation of the so-called ancient monarch. Lengyuan, the demon king who frightened the illusory world, had faced countless men who could not have created miracles.

How can you abandon yourself like this? Even if you are sealed with the means of attack, you can't give up easily, because you not only represent your dignity, but also the dignity of his {lengyuan} and the dignity of Meizu. You will never allow yourself to fall down.

Silver hair dancing behind, eyes shot two soft eyes, cold traceless will all fear behind, head up, the whole person's momentum instantly solidified the air.

"Not ready to die yet?" The North Chen sees cold no trace unexpectedly the body shape move, attacked to come over, from the North Chen that calm eyes can't see the fluctuation of a silk mood.

Move to the North Chen body before, the light is a flash, a green dagger has already fallen into cold no trace hand. At this moment, the physique speed is promoted to the limit by Leng wutrace. The dark green dagger shines with bright light, and a bright light on the dagger suddenly bursts out.

Eyes burning stare at the North Chen, cold no trace right hand a shake, hand dagger across a beautiful arc, big drink: "dead!" With the help of his left foot, his body leaped high, leaving a shadow in the air.

The murderous spirit continuously releases from his body, the right hand in the cold no trace immediately takes up the light green dagger light which is as long as one meter, without fancy head-on chop down, straight to the shoulder of North Chen to chop.

Beichen is still standing in the same place, with a cool smile. He sees Leng Wuhen's powerful dagger chop down, and a cold flash in his eyes. A cold light flashes from his long sleeve, and his hand meets Leng Wuhen's attack.

At this time, Leng Wuchen is like a life-threatening messenger coming back from hell. With this cut, the explosive and compressed body power burst out instantly, and the light attached to the dagger seemed to riot.

"Dang! There was no huge sound produced by the collision in my imagination, just a clear roar. Beichen was still standing there, not even a trace of the fluctuation of the ember gas on his body. Leng Wuchen's face was startled. A huge force came, and he stepped back a few meters to stabilize himself.

In the eyes of cold no trace surprised, the North Chen left hand is an inconspicuous long blade. Just now of hand in hand, let cold have no trace to discover, oneself can't feel the strength of the North Chen at all, when the dagger next split delimit of time.

When his attack collided with the long blade in Beichen's hand, an irresistible sharp air, just like a sledgehammer striking on the dagger, the body could not restrain retreating.He is very clear that Beichen's strength is stronger than what he imagined, but he can't see through what realm it is. In other words, the realm of strength is just a span and limit. The real strength depends on the use of spirit and the proficiency of Ember Qi. Otherwise, the realm is just a point to suppress the opponent. In fact, it's not as practical as a thorough understanding of spirit in the illusory world Not for the strong!

Leng Wuhen didn't feel discouraged. Instead, a faint smile appeared on his face, and he said calmly: "you let me get back the feeling of going up against the current in the organizational trial, the belief that I was powerless and in order to live."

From the day when he was rescued, he became indifferent and merciless. Leng Wuhen didn't have that kind of real idea, as if everything had been numb. It was completely like a killing machine. It was just for the task, indifferent and merciless. It was only from the spirit day that he gradually changed. The feeling of long absence seemed to be slowly found back

"you What do you want to say? I said you can't break this game! " The cold light in the North Chen's that Mou son flickers, his face is close to the state of distortion, the whole person's murderous spirit suddenly soars.