The Human Emperor

A generation of Grand Ra Sword Formation attacked all the fighters entering the area, but only the two long chains were not attacked.

- The speckled sword marks on the chains were merely inadvertent waves when the outsiders invaded.

The osteoclast never expected Wang Chong to hit the idea on the two chains, but it was really a blossom under the eyes of both of them.

Even as an enemy, the osteoclast has to admit that Wang Zheng does possess a remarkable and astonishing ability.

To imitate the breath of other people with spiritual force, even stones, iron chains and other non-living forms, it is not only enough to be strong in spirit, Wang Chong can do this simply because his spiritual strength substantiation has exceeded his imagination.

If you look at the sky, the osteoclast knows that no one can do that.

Whatever the osteoclast thinks, Wang Chung has moved forward like a tree otter on a thick chain of children's arms. Although, on the basis of three generations, Wang Chong successfully disguised his breath as an "iron chain" and avoided the first attack of the Great Sword Array, and avoided the flashes of a generation, Wang Chong was still careful and did not dare to be careless at all.

“There are fifty-three ‘blind spots' along the chain along the way, according to the characteristics of the Grand Razor Sword Array, all of which cannot be attacked by the Grand Razor Sword Array. As long as we follow these fifty-three blind spots, the attacks will be minimized. Nor is the threat too great. Jumping forward avoids the vast majority of hazards. But before blind spots and blind spots, when you jump, you will still be attacked by a flying sword, which is the most dangerous time. ”

Wang slammed his body down, looked at the direction, and his mind fluttered.

At that moment, running through the clouds and flowing water fell into the eyes of others, as flat as breathing, unusually comfortable, but much less so for the king who was among them. The flying sword in the middle of the sky is far from dispersed, and the chains beneath it are constantly shaking back and forth.

Wang Chung was possessed by the chain, and felt like a canoe that could be ripped off at any moment in Raging Sea Rage, slightly less than crushed bones. Just 30% of his strength is not enough for him to deal with everything around him. More importantly, Wang Zheng knew that this situation would never last too long.

A generation of remnants of consciousness is more complete than others, and now he is just confused and unable to identify himself. But as time went by, his consciousness woke up more and more powerful until he finally distinguished himself directly from the locking edge and killed himself.

“… there is only one incense bar at most, and a generation of consciousness recognises my disguise, so before I do, I have to find a way to get past it as quickly as possible. ”

Wang Zheng secretly said in his heart.

dīng dīng dīng dīng!

A wave of swords trembled in the void for a long time. Although many swords could not locate Wang Chong, they seemed to feel the approximate position of Wang Chong, constantly vibrating near Wang Chong. This is the result of a broken consciousness.

After all, a generation has been dead for a thousand years, and his consciousness is crippled. Wang Chong disguised the iron lock, which he definitely did not expect. Nor has any warrior done so in the last thousand years.

Whoosh!

With a slight hesitation, Wang flushed his torso, like an ape, and one scintillation was the distance of several lengths, immediately flying to the third blind spot on the iron lock. While the king slammed out, a series of golden iron sounds impacted from behind, and countless flying swords impacted the iron lock with millimeters of difference, impacting countless sparks.

Wang Zheng's calculations worked, countless flying swords, golden light, hovering above like clouds, that scene was extremely shocking. But when it really fell, there were few flying swords that attacked Wang Chung. The same attacks as those faced by the previous three generations cannot be said at all.

Behind the scene, the osteoclast looked at the scene and was speechless.

One second, two seconds, three seconds..., shrugged, countless flying swords fell down, flashed by Wang, Wang Chung was like a raccoon cat going up. Watching Wang rush forward, slowly, the osteoclast behind him slowly wrinkled his eyebrows, as if he encountered something difficult and incomprehensible.

“Strange...”

The osteoclasts muttered to themselves, almost subconsciously looking up opposite each other. Ahead, the fog is raging, and the fog here is dense and dense, reaching an alarming level, nothing can be seen. But the osteoclasts looked at it and seemed to be expecting something.

He tried it before, and if the last level, so simple, just had to deal with a generation, I'm afraid he would have acted a long time ago. Even if generations were terrified and seriously injured, he would do whatever he could to reach the other shore.

But that's not true!

Two hundred years ago, it wasn't just these flying swords that stopped him. Two hundred years ago, it was more than one generation!

However, I don't know why, looking at Wang Chung climbing the chain, it seems that he didn't get that thing at all.

“Buzz!”

Just at the time of the fox in my heart, suddenly, the fog deep across the street fluctuated steeply, in the middle of the meditation, a hidden light flashed past, accompanied by a breath familiar to the osteoclasts.

“Here we go! ”

The osteoclast jumped in his heart and his eyes immediately betrayed the king in front of him. His color is more concentrated than ever.

“Danger… now! ”

Hualala!

The chains shake and shake dramatically, but there is a slight difference compared to the past. At the same time, the spiritual tension is high, the attention is focused on watching everything around Wang Shou, and a slight change is beginning to be felt.

“Buzz!”

Without any signs, suddenly a gas engine broke open heavy fog, precisely locking Wang Chong. Wang Chung was all over himself, as if he had been crushed by a thousand pounds, and the whole person suddenly changed his face.

“What's going on? ”

Wang punched his feet and stopped. He suddenly raised his head and looked to the sky. Almost unconscious, Wang Zheng thought it was a "masterpiece” of the generation and Daluo Sword Array, but the next moment Wang Zheng immediately felt something wrong. The smell is completely different from that of a generation and those flying swords.

And Wang Chong's ability to disguise the "chain” did nothing to that aura.

More than that, it's just the beginning, even though Wang Chong has stopped. But the breath was far from stopping, but for a moment, the gas machine grew at an alarming rate, a geometric multiplier. Wang Chong initially just felt his shoulders were heavy, as if he had pressed a kilo of big dings, but only for a moment, this “kilo of big dings” became “Wanjun Iron and Steel”, and then turned into a heavy “mountain peak”, and it was still increasing at a terrible speed, becoming heavier and heavier!

These forces act entirely on every cell in Wang Chung's body, pressing him to death.

“Hurrah! ”

Just one shocking and loud noise, the original left and right oscillating chain, was immediately collapsed, dragged down, pulled out a huge “V” type in the middle of the air, the pressure was all focused on Wang Strike, Wang Strike all over his body, instantly bluish muscles on one arm, internal air roar.

And that power was still growing geometrically, and in a blink of an eye, Wang Chung's face swelled red.

Until Wang Chung reacted, the sword over his head buzzed. This sudden pressure caused Wang Chung's original perfect spiritual disguise to fluctuate immediately, and a slight burst appeared. Thousands of long swords, broken swords and handicapped swords that had lost their target like headless flies in the sky immediately smelled like a bloody shark. He turned around and immediately whistled towards Wang Chung.

“Go! ”

Far away, a shout came, the voices of the wicked old emperor and the wounded village chief came from far away. At the end of the stone bridge, two figures immediately emerged and came forward.

“Back off! ”

At this time, the voices of the osteoclasts came from the front, and the voices were frozen:

“Nobody moves, if you dare to intervene, don't wait for your help, I will let him die on the spot now! ”

The exfoliators have sharp eyes and a callous look, and there is a little bit of exuberance before them.

The last ring was of great importance to him, and he needed to learn as much as possible from Wang Zheng. In the process, nobody gets involved.

Behind him, the footsteps stopped, and ahead, Wang Chong's situation reached an extremely dangerous level at this moment.

Great Immortal Sword!

According to the information gathered by the bone extractors and the parcel, the sword inserted in front of a generation is the treasure of the town faction that Luo Xianjun left in the cave during his life. The most valuable thing in this cave is this treasure, and to a certain extent it surpasses the power of the Great Los Immortals.

This is a treasure that the bone extractors must seize, except for the Great Lo Immortal Gong. Once he has this treasure, he can bring it back to the parcel as the treasure of the township and pass it on from generation to generation.

But he won't tell Wang Chong.

The Da Luo Xian Sword is very powerful. It is very likely that it contains the most important martial arts experience of the life of Da Luo Xian Jun. The rank can never be inferior to the blood of his earth. It will never be easy to do just that. Anyone who approaches and tries to obtain the sword of the Great Rose Immortal will suffer the most terrifying of pressures.

Although Wang Chong's spiritual disguise can fool the dead, consciousness is not so sober a generation, but it can't deal with the rear town's "Great Lo Immortal Sword”!

“This is the time for life and death! ”

The osteoclasts all looked at the straightened chains in front of them, hidden in their hearts.

Now Wang Chong, it's like a thousand tons of heavy stuff hanging on a chain. His breath has leaked, and the sky's "flying sword”, tens of thousands, is raging.

In the face of this situation, there is almost no doubt that the case of Israelis Chong will die.