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Chapter 646 My name is Ji Kuangshen

At this moment, Cao Feng was really desperate.

He also realized at this moment that in order to ensure that there was no problem, the person who went to get the Eight Destroyed Gods and Slayer was Jiang Chengxin, who was the second level of the Condensation Realm.

On their side, although he was at the second level of the Condensation Mai Realm, he was already staring at the Shattered Star Tower and the Xuanyue Gate.

Meng Yong and Liang Qing are only two major achievements in the Condensation Realm.

Ge Hongfei's lowest realm is the second level of the Condensation Realm. Moreover, his arm was broken in the previous battle, and it has not healed so far, so it can be almost negligible.

As for Luo Tiancheng, Cao Feng did not have any hope for him at this moment.

Taking a deep breath, Cao Feng felt his heart sinking to the bottom of the cold valley.

His eyes were dull and he looked at Jiang Chengxin, who was getting closer and closer to the Eight Destroyed Gods in the distance.

Ten feet-

Bazhang--

Five zhang--

Three zhang--

One zhang--

Cao Feng closed his eyes in pain, his face full of annoyance and regret.

Meng Yong, Liang Qing and others also realized how stupid they had just had their internal strife.

At this moment, their faces were pale, and the blood in their bodies seemed to stop flowing, and their hands and feet became cold.

At this time, Chu Yan stood at the last of these disciples of the Beast Emperor Pavilion.

His eyes looked at Jiang Chengxin, who had already stood on the high platform and reached out to the Eight Destroyed God-Destroying Spear.

The final battle was so smooth, which exceeded Chu Yan's expectations.

However, although a bloody battle was avoided, Chu Yan's brain power was also consumed in it.

Without an accurate grasp of the current situation and the psychology of disciples of the Beast Emperor Pavilion, Chu Yan must not let disciples of the Beast Emperor Pavilion fight in the last moment.

At the same time, he also used Lingxi Jade to send a message to Lin Miaoran, asking Lin Miaoran to remind everyone in the Shattered Star Tower to take advantage of the internal strife of the Beast Emperor Pavilion to seize time to compete for the Eight Destroyed God-Destroying Sphur.

All plans are perfect.

At this time, it is only one step away from victory.

Jiang Chengxin's palm was less than one foot away from the Eight Desolate God-Destroying Halberd.

There was an irrepressible look of excitement on his face and eyes at this moment.

The wish of the National Church of Shattered Star Tower can finally be realized in the hands of those of them.

The entire scene was so quiet that it was so quiet that the needle could be heard.

At this moment, Chu Yan suddenly felt something, his breath suddenly squeezed, his eyes looked like torches, and he looked at a shadow in front of Jiang Chengxin.

Almost at the same time, the handsome man, who was lazily lying on Lin Miaoran's shoulder, suddenly opened his eyes, and a spark-like light flashed out of his eyes.

"No--"

Before this sound could be made from Chu Yan's throat, suddenly, a big hand, as if with the power of a vast mountain and river, grabbed it from the shadow ahead of Jiang Chengxin.

The palms clenched in the air and formed a fist, shaking the air around them, as if a whistling city hammer was roaring out, and suddenly hit Jiang Chengxin's chest, who was caught off guard.

Click!

The sound of bone shattering followed.

In an instant, the huge force shook Jiang Chengxin's chest, making his body feel like a war drum was being beaten, and the flesh and blood all over his body showed ripples like water waves.

And his back was bulging, and at first glance, it looked like a ball full of air.

The next moment, this huge "ball" flew backwards like a cannonball, and with a bang, a meteor hit the ground hard.

The ground was crackling, and dense fragments spread around.

A large stream of blood surged out of Jiang Chengxin's eyes, nose, mouth, and every pore in his body. In an instant, he turned into a bloody man.

At this moment, time seemed to have frozen.

Even Chu Yan didn't immediately realize what happened.

Everyone's brain is blank.

After a while, Jiang Panmeng reacted, screamed, and hurriedly ran towards Jiang Chengxin in the pool of blood.

At this time, the other people also came to their senses, and their faces were filled with mixed expressions of surprise, doubt, confusion, anger, and fear.

At this time, Chu Yan's eyes seemed to be intersecting fire and lightning, looking at the shadow behind the Eight Desolation God-Destroying Spear.

At this moment, the fist was still there.

Because the arms behind the fist are still hidden in the shadow, at this moment, the long pointed fist with fingernails seems to be hovering out of thin air, giving people a terrifying feeling of breaking mountains and rivers.

Just one fist makes people feel extremely depressed!

Taking a deep breath, Chu Yan's eyes flashed across the faces of the Beast Emperor Pavilion.

Cao Feng and others' expressions at this moment were also confused, puzzled, surprised, confused, confused, and confused. In addition, there was a hint of surprise.

Chu Yan's eyes finally fell on Jiang Panmeng, who rushed over first.

Seeing the tears of convincing Jiang Panmeng's eyes and seeing the sad and angry expressions of several people around him, Chu Yan's breathing suddenly stagnated and his heart sank.

"The heart veins are broken, the five internal organs are destroyed, Senior Brother Jiang... has fallen..." Fan Cheng was extremely difficult and said something.

These words made everyone on the scene numb.

In that moment, the despair of living creatures losing their vitality in front of them seemed to be a black hole that wanted to devour everyone's souls.

No one would have thought that such a change would occur at the moment when the game was about to end.

And such a change is absolutely impossible that Cangyu Sect has prepared in advance.

"Who is it!" Su Jianyuan drew his sword suddenly, roared loudly, and looked at the Eight Destroyed God-Destroying Spear.

"Haha, I actually hit so far. I had known that I would have spent less effort just now. It was really a waste of that hot fresh blood."

A voice full of arrogance and unyielding smell came from the shadow behind the fist.

The next moment, the fist slowly shrank back, and a figure slowly stepped out of the shadow.

The fiery red hair, fierce eyes, a sarcastic smile on the corner of his mouth, naked on his upper body, revealing a chunk of solid and well-proportioned muscles.

The figure and strange face that came out made everyone present shrink their pupils, and at the same time they were confused.

The pupils shrank because even without spiritual consciousness, everyone could still feel extremely terrifying power from this person at this time.

The other party is like a huge mountain rock. Just standing there makes people feel nervous and unable to breathe.

The confusion is because everyone recalls carefully and racks their brains, but they can't remember where they have seen this face.

"Who are you? Why did you appear here, why did you kill Senior Brother Jiang!" Jiang Panmeng took a step forward.

At this time, her eyes were filled with tears. Because of her extreme anger, her face turned pale and her body was trembling. The sword light in her hand kept sucking and spitting, as if she was about to split a person's eyes.

"You asked so many questions at once, how should I answer you?" The visitor touched his chin, and after a moment, he laughed out loud, "Since that's the case, I'll introduce myself first, my name is Ji

Mad God, today is here to harvest your lives.”


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