Chapter 2981

"You're talking about that place. I did go there today."

Zichen looked up at the castle in the sky. At this time, there were many gods and generals gathered in the distance. Naturally, they came to see the bustle. No one dared to interfere in the affairs of the aborigines.

"There is no need to make jokes in front of us. We have already made it clear that you colluded with Saint Antoine to go to the core trading place and exchange a large number of gods' spirits, defensive armor and many ancient steles handed down for a long time!"

The person who opened his mouth was a young man, but his attitude towards Zichen was very impolite.

The other Protoss around were extremely surprised.

It is said that there are a lot of resources there, and it is also extremely cheap.

"I don't know what you're talking about."

Purple Chen light says, nature won't admit, and he also does not believe that Saint rentol will admit this matter.

"Don't try to muddle through in front of my eyes. Now hand over the things. I can let go of the past." The other side said coldly.

Purple Chen looks at this Wang 3 pin to say: "you are just a few 3 goods, where comes the courage to talk with me like this?"

His eyes swept around, followed by some three or four products, such a realm he would not naturally put in his eyes.

San rento, injured, said nothing at the moment.

"You want to die!"

Wang Sanpin's eyes twinkled with cold.

Around the other aborigines are scattered, surrounded by Zichen.

Zichen frowned at each other and said, "do you really want to die?"

"It's you who are looking for death!"

Wang Sanpin's voice dropped, and he rushed to Zichen. The light of his body's energy surged, and his eyes were full of opportunities to kill.

A sharp blade, toward the Zichen head cut.

All the protoss were surprised that the other side really dared to fight.

What's more, it's three to four.

Zichen attacks.

The golden light is surging ahead.

In the eyes of Wang Sanpin, there is a panic. The crossbar in his hand blows with a huge shock, and the weapon breaks. Wang Sanpin coughs blood and flies upside down.

"If you dare to fight in the city, you will die!"

Wang Sanpin, who flies upside down, yells.

At the same time, the Aboriginal people who had surrounded Zichen before, who were only three or four grades, did not make a move, but all retreated to the rear.

Retreat again and again until you leave the battlefield.

The protoss in the distance were stunned and did not understand what the Aborigines were up to.

At this time, a cold and sharp voice sounded, "dare to start in the city, looking for death!"

A man came from afar. His body was filled with the breath of five grades. He held a long knife in his hand and chopped it before a knife.

The knife awn shoots from the point of the knife, draws an arc and cuts to Zichen.

Zichen a cold hum, right hand clenches the fist to attack, the dazzling golden light shines on the fist, as if holding a golden sun.

Boom!

The energy is huge, the knife awn collapses, the powerful wave spreads.

The battle here has attracted the attention of many Protoss. It is the first time that they dare to fight in the city.

A fist shakes the knife awn, the purple Chen body shape soars to the sky and then rushes to that five grades.

Wupin's eyes are full of cold light, and then cut with a knife.

The sword light cut, but only destroyed a shadow.

At the next moment, a huge force fell on him and flew him out.

Zichen is the realm of Wang's four grades. In those hundreds of years in the lower class, he not only understood the meaning of Dao to the level of four grades, but also realized the same height of speed.

This five grade body flies upside down, senleng eyes, reveals a touch of fear.

Shua!

Just at this time, the residual light of his eye corner, notice purple Chen again to his body side.

"What a fast speed!"

He looks a change, the body is forced to stabilize, and then the knife edge in his hand turns, towards Zichen crosscutting.

When the blade is cut off, the sound of breaking the sky rings out, and it is the shadow.

"Here

Zichen and to five grade after death, a boxing out.

Energy roars, five grades cough up blood to fly out.

Those Protoss in the distance, shocked to look at the front, just a four grade, unexpectedly able to deal with a five grade so easily.

Peng!

Peng!

The sound of energy concussion continuously rings out, five grades repeatedly strange cry, by purple Chen ceaselessly hit fly.

San rentoin looked at the scene with the same shock.

Guess purple Chen strong is one thing, really see is another thing.

"What are you doing in a daze? Don't you come out and kill?"

The five grades, who were repeatedly hit and flew, cried out angrily.

In other places, there is the smell of five grades.This has been pressed by Zichen five grades, now is a sneer, he felt that this can suppress Zichen, but did not know, such a move, so that he went to death.

Originally, Zichen was still considering whether to kill people or not. He was still hesitating in his heart. Now when he saw other people, he made up his mind.

The last boxing out, the light of thunder burst into the body of this five grade.

Wupin coughs up blood, and never stood up again.

Dead.

The distant exclamation is unceasing, a five grade is killed, then this matter naturally cannot end well.

Zichen stood indifferently, and there were aborigines around him. I don't know if it was negotiated. All the people who came were five grades.

There are four of them.

Looking at the four close to the aborigines, Zichen's expression is a little bit cold, "since you take the initiative to die, then don't blame me for being rude."

A long knife appeared in his hand, and a strong breath burst out of him.

Four products kill five products, just like the original one to kill two products, even more relaxed than at that time.

Because he awakened the power, in the case of the power against the rules of heaven can be used, only a higher level of opponents, he did not put in the eye.

Forward, disappear, flash, out.

Hum!

The void trembles, and the light of the sword extends far away.

Zichen's body shape is indifferent to the sky. In front of him, a five grade body is separated.

Four and five, one was killed in an instant.

The other three five grades, the mind is trembling.

"It's you who want to die!"

Zichen's voice is cold, and the opportunity to kill is turbulent.

Everyone felt a thorough chill and couldn't help but shiver.

The golden light is shining, the purple Chen rushes forward, again on other opponents.

"Stop it!"

There was a big drink in the distance, and a stronger breath emerged. It was liupin.

This six grade purple Chen does not know, so naturally is the enemy.

He did not stop, the killing machine on his body became more and more powerful, as if in a blink of an instant came to a five grade.

Knife light continues to cut.

The light of thunder was shining in the sky, and a strong breath emerged.

The light flashed three times.

Blood in the air, like a blood rain, three five grade Aborigines have died.

Since the war, five Wupin Aborigines have been killed, and they are extremely relaxed.

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