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Yes, and he, kill Gu Ling. Obviously, Chu Chen is sure to win over Gu zutian's territory. Their move is undoubtedly a snatch from the mouth of a tiger.

Give up? No one will be willing, this is the secret space left by the ancient strongmen. Since it is left for the descendants of the ancient Zhou Dynasty, it must not be simple.

Once you enter, you may have a great fortune, and you will make great progress.

If you do it, it's very simple, unless you kill Chu Chen.

"How can you kill eight heavy warriors?"

The eyes of the crowd were all one congealed. None of the people present surpassed those of Chu Chen.

Their accomplishments are all in the four levels of Shenwu state, between the seven levels of Shenwu state, and there are only two of the highest seven talents of Shenwu state.

Moreover, these two people, in terms of talent and cultivation, cannot be compared with the ancient spirit alone. Even if they join hands, they may not be Chu Chen's opponents.

Who knows whether he is Shenwu state eight or Shenwu state nine. Otherwise, how could it be so easy to kill the ancient spirit.

Silence!

No one to speak, no one dare to move, so afraid of looking at Chu Chen, eyes flashing.

Chu Chen mouth exposed a trace of sneer, slowly swept this group of people, let their heart inexplicable a tremor.

"If no one dares to do so, don't be covetous."

Coldly said a word, Chu Chen body, suddenly soared to the sky, toward the ancient ancestral realm fly.

"Join hands, kill him, and we will enter again with our strength!"

In the crowd, a genius in green suddenly opened his mouth. He was one of the two seven martial artists in Shenwu state.

After all, or unwilling, want to join hands, together to kill Chu Chen, the strongest person to kill.

Later, with their own strength, they competed for the qualification to enter the ancient ancestral heaven.

"Together?"

The crowd looked at each other, but no one said anything.

He is a genius in Tsing Yi. He is a seven times cultivation of Shenwu state. Of course, he dare to join hands. Even if there is danger, there will be no big problem with such accomplishments.

If the rest of the people, but not so lucky, if killed, the dead will also be their own.

"What are you afraid of? His accomplishments are as high as eight or nine levels of martial arts. We work together and dozens of people are not his opponents?"

Qingyi genius, a big drink, do not start again, Chu Chen will enter the ancient ancestral realm.

Suddenly, another voice came out. People saw that he was another seven times genius of Shenwu state.

Both of them stood up to speak. What else could the others say?

For a moment, all nodded.

The genius of Qingyi gave a big drink and rushed to the front. Behind him, dozens of people attacked and killed Chu Chen at the same time.

"I don't know what to do, get out of here!"

Chu Chen was almost about to enter the ancient ancestral realm, but at this time, the group of talents launched an attack, and as expected, they did. Fortunately, they had been prepared.

Chu Chen directly burst out a drink, whipped the black sword, startled the sky, and chopped the sky. The sword spirit like a wave turned into endless competition and swept out. It swept hundreds of feet around the square, shattering the void.

the fierce killing made the genius tremble in their hearts.

"It's a strong sense of killing. It's only when you cultivate the sword technique to a certain level."

There are several talented swordsmen who feel the most about their swordsmanship. They are almost as good as the masters who taught them how to use swordsmanship.

"Qingyan seal!"

When one of them was a genius in green, he burst out. In front of him, a wall of rock suddenly appeared. The black sword cleaved on it and broke open with a bang.

The genius in Tsing Yi flies out immediately.

"Eight levels of Shenwu state!"

Until this time, he did not know Chu Chen's accomplishments, but he was not happy, because Chu Chen's eight strength of Shenwu state gave him the feeling that he was as powerful as the nine martial arts masters in Shenwu state.

In particular, the martial art of this sword has a chill that goes straight to the heart. Before it is killed, the sword's spirit is too fierce, which makes the void a little bit frozen. The piercing cold air will freeze the body. Generally, Yuan Li's operation is not smooth.

"If one-on-one, I can't support ten moves." Qingyi genius in the heart of the secret way, the master duel, a move that points.

"Poof Puff... "

Although the killing sword didn't kill the genius in Qingyi, the spread of sword Qi hit the other two warriors. The air current in the shape of the sword, like an arrow, penetrated his chest straight and sharp, bringing out a stream of bloody water.

Although they are not in the eyes of Chu Chen, they are still a little threatening in the melee.

Qingyi genius was shocked back, and another person, at this time, has been killed. The Yanlong Ding controlled by Chu Chen at this time is to resist this person.

After trapping the genius, Chu Chen began a bloody massacre.

A burst of drink, a terrible flame swept out, the white flame, more dazzling than the sun, enveloped a group of genius, burning alive.

At the same time, Chu Chen also played the sound of instant killing, all kinds of tyrannical sound waves, one after another spread away, another part of the people, all of the impact of internal violence.At this time, Chu Chen began to reap the head, with the black sword in his right hand, and strided across it.

A sword killed, immediately a person was hit, the body directly fell, from dozens of meters high in the air, fell to the ground.

Next, more corpses fell from the air. Chu Chen killed him step by step. Where the black sword passed, one person must be killed and fell down from the air.

One sword killed him.

However, in a short moment, as many as ten talented people died in Chu Chen's hands.

"Qingyan gun!"

In Chu Chen, turn to kill another person, a long gun suddenly stabbed, sharp and domineering, straight to Chu Chen's head.

Chu Chen's body has not completely turned around, but the sword has been killed in the past.

At the point of collision, sparks splashed everywhere. The spear was blown away directly. The person who took the shot stepped back ten steps before he could stand firm.

Tsing Yi genius! Chu Chen eyes swept away, coldly staring at him, let his heart suddenly a Lin.

"Kill!" Face expressionless spit out a word, Chu Chen horizontal rush past.

There are dozens of hands, but at this time, most of them are slow reaction, no one stopped Chu Chen.

Just a moment ago, Chu Chen killed ten people, quickly and domineering, the rest of the people were shocked, for a time, no one dared to move.

The genius in Tsing Yi watched Chu Chen kill him, and then saw a group of dumb genius. He was very angry.

"What else do you want? Kill him!"

This suddenly a big drink, just wake up people, trance a look at Chu Chen, but already close to Tsing Yi genius, hands also too late.

"Kendo Artistic Conception

The body flashed by, and immediately a riot of sword Qi field, directly shrouded the talent in Tsing Yi.

Chu Chen's body like a ghost disappeared in place, holding a black sword, in a flash appeared in the artistic conception, directly launched a massacre of the genius in Qingyi.