It's coming as soon as it comes.

Qin Chen didn't believe it, they set out from Tianbaolou and the Ye Family Chamber of Commerce and arrived here.

The king is very fast, but not that fast.

Qin Chen looked at the two of them leisurely.

At this moment, the two of them also looked at Qin Chen.

"I heard that Mr. Qin wants to challenge me, how about it? Why not come and challenge me?"

King Bao looked at Qin Chen and said with a sarcastic smile.

Ji Changfeng is dead! Jiang Yunlong is dead.

Now, Qin Chen actually wants to kill Liu Qingfeng.

The four deputy posters were killed by Qin Chen, and this guy still wanted to continue.

Arrogant, too much.

It's no longer reasonable when things have come to this point.

After two deputy pavilions died, it was impossible for Bao Wang to ignore them.

He showed up in person, just to get the people! The Bao King fell down and looked at the Yu King, saying, "Yu King, this matter is a matter between our Tianbao Tower and Qin Chen. I think the Yu King will not interfere, right?"

"This..." "Don't worry!"

Qin Chen smiled at this moment and said, "Today's affairs are nothing to do with the immortals outside the sky. In other words, if you die, you don't care about the immortals outside the sky."

"Haha...so good."

King Ye said calmly at this moment: "I am also very curious about how the two steps of heaven and man kill the seven steps of heaven and man."

“Want to know?

Try it!"

Qin Chen took one step forward, Du Sheng Wang Sword, and slashed out with one sword.

Nine Spirit Star Sword! The sword aims at King Ye! A sword comes out.

King Ye's face remained unchanged. He waved his palm and slapped it directly at this moment.

Boom...a violent roar sounded at this moment.

The palm print was close to the sword marks, and grabbed the sword marks and crushed them directly.

Between heaven and earth, spiritual energy fluctuates and disappears.

This is the king! The king realm, the sea of ​​spiritual consciousness is condensed, extremely powerful.

At this moment, everything is silent.

Xian Han pounded Yang Qingyun's elbow, and the spiritual consciousness sent a voice transmission: "King Ye looks stronger than ten thousand years ago..." Hearing this, Yang Qingyun glanced at Xian Han.

"At my peak, I slapped them both to death."

"What about now?"

Xian Han asked.

"Now... maybe three slaps, or four slaps..." Xian Han curled his lips.

Who can't brag? Yang Qingyun is too lazy to pay attention to it.

Looking into the field, he frowned.
Chapter completed!