Chapter 639

At the moment, Chen Jie is covered with golden light.

The original black gown, at this time, seems to have turned into gold armor, showing a golden luster, making him look like a young god of war!

"You... Broke through?"

Jiang Qiming was shocked.

But now, seeing a young man, who is much younger than him, fighting against himself at different levels without falling behind, makes him feel a great pressure just now.

This kind of pressure is from the demigod!

At this moment, his heart, which was originally self-improvement, suffered unprecedented blow at this moment.

"It's a pity that I've only been practising Taoism for more than four years. If you give me a little more time, I'm afraid I can kill him with one blow?"

Chen Jie felt the surging spiritual power in his body. He could not help whispering and sighing.

His voice was very low, almost inaudible, but I don't know if he did it on purpose. Although his voice was very small, it still spread to Jiang Qiming's ears.

Hearing this low voice, Jiang Qiming took another breath of cold air. He felt that his back was chilly and his eyelids were jumping. Now, he doubted whether the young man in front of him was deliberately angry with himself!

"Now, I'll take you on the road!"

He roared and danced with red hair. He was really about to be blown up. He couldn't stand it. His blood was rolling and rumbling, and he was already boiling.

This is angry!

"Dong!"

Holding his fist seal, his whole arm seemed to be covered with a layer of red flame, bombarding Chen Jie.

This fist is extremely terrible. It's his best effort. The strength and power are amazing.

"Boom!"

With the punch print, the spirit power contained in it also begins to solidify, and the queer who bathes in the flame has evolved!

"Chirp!"

It with the voice of anger, and terrible power, rapid and fierce toward Chen Jie launched a terrible fight.

"Dong!"

At the same time, Chen Jie also made a simple and simple but extremely savage fist at the moment when he wielded it,

His fist, without any frivolity, looked very powerless, just like ordinary people's, and could not see the so-called strength.

"This boy must have been scared by me, ha ha."

Looking at Chen Jie's slightly dull look, Jiang Qiming laughs scornfully in his heart. However, when the two fists collide, he looks silly, and then howls harshly, as if he has suffered unprecedented pain.

"Boom!"

Their fists collided with each other, making a huge noise, like a thunderbolt exploding. Their fists were very hard, but Chen Jie's fists were harder.

Because, his fist, directly is Jiang Qiming's fist, to beat flesh and blood, nearly broken!

"Ah

This is a kind of pain, but also a sense of shame, Jiang Qiming voice hoarse roar, completely exposed.

"You dare to be tough with me?"

Chen Jie looked at him indifferently, then waved a fist, and said: "come on, continue to fight, this time I make some strength, let's have a good play?"

Before, he seemed very powerless after his fist was waved, but now, every fist of his is full of strength. You can see from the light that it must be full of strength.

Because every time Chen Jie blows his fist, there will be a sound of breaking the air!

"How could this boy be so horrible?"

At the same time, he didn't dare to meet Chen Jie physically, and he was more afraid than ever.

The seemingly powerless fist can beat his own flesh and blood.

Now, this seems to be a terrible force, and even a faint glittering fist, how terrible will it be?

"It seems that I underestimated it before. From now on, I will not be merciful!"

Before, he was worried that he would kill Chen Jie by mistake. But now, he finds that if he doesn't do his best, he may be defeated.

The reason is very simple, Chen Jie can cause effective trauma to him!

"Kill

The next moment, Jiang Qiming's body is like an arrow from the bow, suddenly burst out, full of light, with a terrible fire, killing Chen Jie.

In the process, his long sword was also called and held in his hand. It suddenly turned and red light flashed. This sword, fierce and powerful, swept the whole army and wanted to cut off Chen Jie's head, so as to wash away the shame!

Seeing this, Chen Jie didn't dare to be careless, and even more he didn't dare to join hands. Instead, he used the long sword with black lines and evil spirit to defend himself.

"Dang!"

The sound of the metal collision is particularly harsh. Jiang Qiming's long sword is very good. It breaks Chen Jie's sword into two pieces.

If Chen Jie hadn't been quick, I'm afraid he would have been killed!

Although the speed was very fast, a strand of his black hair was still cut off. In addition, a strand of blood flowed from the cold face like a knife.

He's hurt like never before!

This time, it's also dangerous and dangerous. If Chen Jie slows down, I'm afraid his head may be cut off with a knife, and his life will end.

This fusion of essence is a great skill for killing a single shot. Jiang Qiming is hitherto unknown.

It should be noted that in the past, he always killed his opponent with a strong blow, and his nickname of "chop" was also derived from this.

"You are really beyond my imagination. I'm afraid that if I give you another three years, all the Shenzi in the ancient clan can fight!" To be honest, he looked at Chen Jie like a superior and gave him a very high evaluation.

"What are you, I need you to judge me?"

After wiping the bloodstain on his face, Chen Jie looks extremely cold. He stares at Jiang Qiming, his whole body is chilly, and there are endless murders in circulation.

There is a terrible situation of felling, which covers the mountains and forests. The air is full of depression, and there is a kind of desperation, which is quietly breeding.

Staring at by Chen Jie's cold eyes full of endless killing intention, Jiang Qiming also shivered subconsciously. His whole body was covered with goose bumps, and his legs even trembled.

Because, he saw, Chen Jie is approaching step by step, very slowly towards himself, and each step, it seems to be so heavy, as if the mountains are moving, the ground is shaking violently.

"Shua!"

The golden light was so dazzling that it was even more harsh than that of the sun.

It can be seen that in Chen Jie's hands, a sword made of gold is slowly solidifying, emitting a brilliant golden light.

In the end, he held it in his hand.