Deity of the Emperor

"It’s a pity..." The wind is holding a long sword at the moment, but he smiled: "Unfortunately, today, I met my long wind swordsman season!"

When I heard this, Qin Chen smiled.

Heaven and man four steps! very powerful.

The world of man and nature is divided into seven steps.

The four steps are already in the upper middle level.

"You should also feel it yourself. You can't influence me with the sound of the piano."

The season is long and cold and indifferent: "So, your biggest life-saving card is gone."

"Who told you, I have to save my life!"

At this moment, Qin Chen appeared in his hand.

The sleek sword of the lower-quality treasures, at this moment, exudes a very strong atmosphere.

"If it is my secluded sword, I can swallow your slash sword. Maybe this time, this sword can rise another level."

As soon as the words fell, Qin Chen was murderous.

"Hey, you only need four swords!"

"A sword, break your path to heaven!"

At this moment, Qin Dust's body, three heavenly veins, gathered at this moment.

At the same time, the nine illusory days behind it reappeared.

In an instant.

Qin Chen gives people a feeling of being extremely strong.

The season winds have changed slightly at this moment.

He is a four-step man, and he feels the threat at this moment.

This is obviously impossible, but now, that's it.

"Sword of Qimu!"

A sword, waving at this moment.

The long sword, running through the heavens and the earth, condenses the aura of Qin Chen's whole body, gathers and crashes.

Hum... The earth is famous, and the trembling is not stop.

At this moment, everyone felt that the mind was greatly hurt.

At the same time, a trace of coolness, released at this moment.

The season is long and the face is unchanged. Between the waves, the blast sword will be killed at this moment.

"Spring is full!"

A sword out, the sky is a sword, the power is not strong, but it is like a spring rain, one after another, overwhelming.

But at the moment, Qin Chen’s sword is like a mountain, falling down and kneeling.

The fierce collision of the cymbals rang through the fairy palace.

At this moment, the two men are facing a sword.

The season winds clearly felt great pressure.

"Summer rain thunder!"

His name is Ji Changfeng, and he is known as the Changfeng Swordsman.

It is a set of widely-circulated four-season swordsmanship, a sword for him.

Power, very powerful.

Even if he is a four-step man, he is not afraid at all.

But now, it is felt that Qin Chen’s sword is very powerful.

This is not the strength that can be broken out in the context of one or three.

At this moment, Qin Chen’s eyes are moving.

"Sword of Qimu!"

Still the original one.

However, at this moment, Qin Chen is more violent than ever.

The sturdy heaven and earth aura is released at this moment.

The roar, a wave is better than a wave.

The first sword has not disappeared yet.

The second sword is already falling! Isn't this a joke?

At this moment, the season is full of cold.

"Autumn wind sweeps!"

Sword, kill again, the third style.

The sword is like a heaven and a earth, and the falling leaves, the rootless roots, come out.

However, there is a strong temperament that condenses at this moment.

If the fall is generally dead, but it is in the dead, contains murderous.

"Sword of Qimu!"

At the moment, Qin Chen, the third one, once again pulled out.

"Winter snow is full of days!"

The monsoon wind whispered, and his face was pale at the moment.

The sky is like a winter snow, and the cold makes people tremble.

But Qin Chen is still no matter.

"Sword of Qimu!"

At the moment, the season is very ugly.

Four seasons swordsmanship! The sword of Qimu! Four styles.

He has always changed his sword.

However, Qin Chen, still not moving, is still only that move.

But that trick, but every release, is more ferocious than the previous one.

The four swords of the Changfeng season have evolved in spring, summer, autumn and winter.

However, the four swords of Qin Chen are still the sword of Qimu.

But the next moment, the transformation took place.

The season's four swords have turned into a year of spring, summer, autumn and winter, as if it is a scene of the year.

But on the other side, Qin Chen's four swords of Qimu, between the moment.

Heaven and earth are eclipsed.

The earth is shaking.

Four swords in one! Tearing the sky.

Drop directly, and squat on the four swords of the season.

"Run!"

At this moment, the season is long and pale, and he can only shout such a sentence to Tian Mingyu.

At the moment, Tianmingyu still dares to stay.

"run?"

Qin Chen snorted.

A word falls between.

Grab one hand and turn it into a giant palm, directly killing Tian Mingyu.

"Ha ha ha..." The season wind is haha ​​laughing at the moment: "The old man's life, swordsmanship only admire the heavenly fairy sword fairy!"

"Qin Chen, your sword is stronger than him, haha..." "The old man lost!"

"But hey, he also lost..." "Swordsman, he is not the first, I am not the first, Qin Chen, you are stronger than me!"

Seeing that the season is long and windy, the body is heading towards Tianmingyu.

Qin Chen brows up: "It is stronger than you, very simple."

Qin Chen said much more, the palm of his hand fell.

At this moment, the monsoon wind spurts out a blood, such as a lightning strike.

Qin Chen's four swords of Qimu almost killed his life.

But the season does not care.

To die, we must also stop the means of Qin Chen’s killing of Tian Mingyu.

Hum... In an instant, the season's long wind body burst.

The name of the earthquake is thousands of continents, the long wind swordsman season is long, hehe! At this moment, Tianming Yu smashed out of the Tianyin Temple, and the three souls and seven scorpions, only one squat, and sighed.

Almost dead! He almost died! Ji Changfeng died and stopped for him.

Qin Chen... I thought of the pair of calm scorpions, Tian Mingyu's entire body, and completely trembled.

The father scolded him, followed the season and came out to see thousands of mainland geniuses.

But now, just seeing the three leaves, the second one is Qin Chen.

What is Qin Chen called?

The road to tempering challenges?

He has not started yet, it is miserable, and he also lost the Changfeng swordsman.

"Oh..." Tian Mingyu was crying at the moment, flying away, and did not dare to stay for a moment... at the same time, on the other side.

Qin Chen looked at the body of the Changchang wind and was divided into four pieces by the long sword. He said indifferently: "Do you want him to inform the people of Tianbaolou?"

"Come one, die one!"

The words fell, the seasons of the wind and the body, collapsed at this moment.

Qin Chen's eyes are slightly cold.

On the other side, the torrents, Wanzihang, Lufang, and Deer rounded up to the rise of the heavens.

It is really rising! At this moment, even if it is awkward, the three-step realm of heaven and man is affected by the sound of the piano, and it is impossible to maintain its full strength.

The four people rushed into a group of irrational killers, which increased the speed at which the killing continued.

The war is getting more and more fierce.

At this moment, Qin Chen stood by the piano.

Originally, this time the four major sects did what he did, he did not care.

Actually, it is not ready to kill.

Only, when I met Ye Qing, I saw that Ye Qing was chased and killed, and almost died in front of him. His mood was not good at all.

"Sin has been..." Qin Chen gently opened his mouth and said slowly: "However, it is indeed a group of **** people..." Qinyin, more and more tight at this moment.

The war seems to have begun to come to a close.

However, suddenly.

Around the world, the world is roaring.

Above the earth, a light curtain rises at this moment.