Chapter 827

Even if they believe in ancient clock blindly, but the most basic common sense is still there, such a great strength, let alone win, ancient clock can support a move in the hands of the night, can play for ten years and eight years.

The ancient clock and the night are like the Chen. If at first, the clock can not be hard to meet the God bridge. So he will show a little weakness in his words. Later, if the night is blocked like Chen, he will strive for more breathing opportunities for himself.

Night like Chen slowly lifted eyes, hands, a purple sword silent appearance, the body of the sword without light and no light, even can not see the edge, holding in the night like Chen, actually released a kind of invisible power.

"Boy, although you are rampant, you have to say that you are the most popular young man I have ever seen."

Night like Chen eyes calm like Lake, for hundreds of years, he has not thought that after leaving the customs experience is a still serious high school students, suddenly encountered the general suffering of advanced mathematics. But before, the small family said he could not win sumuwu and Ji Rufeng. The result was not.

Guzhong even suspected that the system was running him. So, I whispered to the system.

"But, although it was not a win, it was only a slight injury to me. "Fear is not enough."

Although the ancient clock is murmuring, but it is deliberately said to the night as the Chen, with the ear force of night as the Chen, naturally, it is a word not falling into his ears.

In the sight of the night like the Chen, where the ancient clock was cut, they were healing rapidly. It seems that the boy is not deceiving. It also makes the night like the Chen more and more dare to interest in the ancient clock. No words, footstep lightly forward empty step, purple sword forward slowly pointed In a moment, a seven foot sword awn burst out of the sword tip, and then it was transformed into two, five, ten, dozens of When the sword awn arrived at the ancient clock, it was already covered with the earth, and the space around the ancient clock was completely filled and sealed to death.

The face of the ancient clock rose, his eyes were low, and Pangu axe was angry.

"Nine you flame chop!"

A roar of angry dragon rings in the purple sword array, which blows the terrible sword awn array out of a gap of half a meter wide. A flash of ancient bell is directly separated from the gap, and Pangu axe takes the night like an hour.

His sword array was easily cracked, night like Chen eyes flash a sigh, but then return to indifference, the sword light out.

Ding!!

The sword tip of purple sword collided with the end of Pangu axe's thick blade. Under the pressure of Pangu axe, the green sword suddenly bent into a remnant moon. The eyebrows of ancient bell were tight and they just wanted to continue to exert their strength. Suddenly, a force of terror like mountains and rivers suddenly came from the front

The bent sword body suddenly bounced up and forced Pangu axe to open. The arm of ancient bell was like being hit by a heavy hammer. It was numb instantly. Pangu axe almost dropped out of hand and flew away. The whole man also fell back in a dull hum

Bang!!

The body of ancient clock hit the ground heavily, and the ground below was cracked, and Pangu axe finally came out of hand at the moment he landed. When he got up, the whole right hand split a dozen cracks, blood was pouring, the internal organs were suddenly falling over the river, suffering was unbearable, as if it had been split.

The people in front of us are the sutaizong patriarch who has stepped into the scope of the ordinary martial arts. Although the mouth of ancient bell is light, it is not half despised, but he is dedicated to not neglecting a little.

The idea of Gucheng is that it is too boring to play NPC all the time, and it is not easy to have a living boss monster to challenge him. Naturally, he can not let go of this opportunity.

But when he really handed in, ancient clock realized that night was as powerful as the Chen, which was far beyond his expectation.

Night is like the state level where the Chen is, and goes beyond the ancient clock completely That is even a level that the ancient clock can't understand at all. His sword is powerful and has changed greatly. It can be sharp and indestructible, and it can be vast as a sea, and even interfere with space, so that people can not be prepared and resisted.

The clock and he were completely suppressed, his Pangu axe night like Chen have not met, he has been injured.

But such injuries may have been very serious to the extent that they have already endangered their lives. But for the ancient bell with Dragon God blood vein for the double cultivation of Dharma and the Dragon God.

From the moment he was injured, the injury was also being repaired at a rate of ten or even hundreds of times the damage. Even if pain can't be sent out, the injury is almost fine.

That is to say, the ancient clock looked at the injury very sad, but it didn't hurt at all. What are the ordinary people afraid of fighting? Is it just fear of death and pain.

He stood up, his right hand was bleeding, Pangu axe flew up spontaneously and returned to his hand. The ancient clock cold eyes looked at the sword saint in the air, not only did not have to fear the slightest, the fighting spirit and anger on the body, but also several times more burning.

I have immortal body. You can beat me, but it doesn't hurt at all. I will also consume you.

The ancient clock thought bitterly. Although it is not painful, but the other party moves deadly, is very terrible.

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