Five hundred and ninetieth chapters the god of fire descends
Zhao Pojun gave up the counterattack, holding the knife on his chest, and his muddy power emerged from his feet to protect his whole body.
As long as the sword waved, the mud yellow power turned into a dragon that entangled in the sky.
"The victory has been divided."
On the high platform, Ye Chen of the genius group retracted his eyes, and there was a touch of laughter in the corner of his mouth.
Others couldn't watch through in advance like him, and stared at the air intently.
Zhao Pojun operates the body protective gas mask, and it must block Jiang Chen's offensive with an absolute defense.
Dragon dragons dancing claws, dragon Weakh, watching the water and fire, and indestructible.
However, when people saw Jiang Chen's sword, they couldn't help worrying about the dragon.
They have never seen such a sword.
Wind, fire, electricity and sword perfectly blend, like the weapon of magic soldiers, can destroy the world of all things.
The sword style plundered the dragon at a very fast speed, without a trace of stay.
I saw that the energy of the entire dragon flickered a few times, and then it collapsed instantly. Zhao Pojun inside shook his body, and his long knife came out.
His body gas mask has not played any role.
The sword flashed across, but the trauma caused by him was shocking.
The whole person looks like after being burned by the flames, and is split hundreds of times by thunder, and the storm is baptized.
The Tianzun who belonged to Zhao Pojun came to the air in a hurry and caught Zhao Pojun who had lost his will.
"You shot too hard!"
Zhao Pojun was one of the three major dynasties.
He saw that his son was hurting like this, and he was angry, but he shot towards Jiang Chen.
He took a picture of his palm, his arms were red like magma, and the palm of his palm sprayed red flames to devour Jiang Chen.
"No!"
Others responded slowly for half a shot.
The gray robe man in the Holy Martial Arts and Du Zhenfei came to the air like arrows, but it was one step late.
Jiang Chen was drowned in the flames, and with the strength of Tianzun, the little Wu Zun's life was worrying.
Du Zhenfei no longer hoped, and looked at the Lord Yan angrily, and said coldly: "Your behavior, there is no pardon!"
"How can a bitch in the nine -heaven world compare with my son's life? Killing is to kill."
When Wang Yan saw Zhao Pojun, who was unconscious, he was still very angry, like Jiang Chen's death was not enough to discharge hatred.
"Jiang Chen is the champion of my flying dragon dynasty. Your behavior is declare war!" Du Zhen was not angry.
"Champion Hou? Your Flying Dragon dynasty bakes the ants of the nine -heaven world as marquis, that is, they are willing to fall, and they want to declare war. It is simply a joke."
"You look for death!"
Du Zhenfei couldn't help it anymore.
"Afraid you can't do it!"
Wang Ye's hands turned into red flames again, and the hot palms split out.
"stop."
The gray robe man in the Holy Martial Arts came to the two to prevent the battle of Tianzun.
"Jiang Chen didn't die."
Rotating, he said something surprisingly.
After seeing the flames in the sky disappeared, Jiang Chen was intact, and came step by step.
"Just now, I remember." He looked at Lord Yan and said.
"Huh, how about that?" Yan Wang couldn't figure out how he survived, he couldn't know his lethality.
Jiang Chen hadn't spoken yet, the gray robe man said: "You destroyed the rules of tonight."
Hearing this, the grandfather Yan argued: "It's too heavy."
"Is your son dead?" The gray robe man frowned, revealing unhappy.
Lord Yan gritted his teeth and said, "No, I also admit that I have destroyed the rules. How can I say it? Anyway, he is fine."
The shameless tone made many people in Shenwu City embarrassed.
Although they said that they were all on the side of the king of Yan, but the behavior of Lord Yan just couldn't find any words to get rid of it just now.
Tianzun shot Wu Zun, and he had to die.
Although it is because of Zhao Pojun, in addition to being severely damaged, his life is worry -free, he can recover for a while.
As a Tianzun, the king of Yan cannot know this.
The real reason for Jiang Chen's shot is that he cannot accept his son's defeat.
However, Jiang Chen is really fine, and he can't do it to him.
"Senior, I applied for the skyfire god."
Unexpectedly, Jiang Chen did not plan to stop there. He said to the gray robe man a word of color change.
Even the Lord Yan, who was unattended, was very surprised that his brows frowned.
"He wants to kill me through the palm of the fire. I think it is most suitable for the god of God." Jiang Chen said again.
As the leaders of the next three realms, there are many rules of the Holy Martial Arts to check and balance each forces.
Among them, the god of fire is a contradiction used to deal with unbeatable reconciliation.
When no one is willing to give up and does not admit that they are wrong, they will be put in the fire.
Who can't stand it, who can make concessions first.
Naturally, the fire used is not an ordinary fire, but a great fire.
Tianzun can't bear it.
"You are a little martial arts, can you also fall with me?" Yan Wang said coldly.
Jiang Chen said: "You have already killed me, you have dignified heaven, I can't take you, but in front of Shengwu Court, right and wrong, it is more important than the realm."
After speaking, he looked at the gray robe man, saying, "Senior, I'm going to die."
As soon as this statement came out, the square exclaimed.
Undead is that the two sides are in the sky fire, and only one party died, and the other side can come out.
"I don't agree."
The Lord Yan saw him in a step -by -step, thinking that there was a strangeness, and said: "A nine -heavenly man with me and me of the gods of heaven is an insult to me."
"You have the fault first, there is no qualification to choose."
The gray robe man glanced at him, indifferent.
"Jiang Chen is the champion of the flying dragon dynasty, and his identity is not lower than you." Du Zhenfei was polite.
"In other words, is it really going to be a god of fire?"
Master Yan did not expect that things would develop to this extent. The eyes turned, and said: "Well, since it is for fairness, my requirement is that the two sides cannot use any external forces!"
He is a Tianzun, there is no reason to be afraid of Wu Zun.
It was just that Jiang Chen vowed and survived from his palm, making him feel wrong.
But if there is no choice now, he should prevent Jiang Chen from playing any tricks.
"Really here."
The people below did not expect that they would really start, and they were all surprised.
Tianzun and Wu Zun fell, and there was almost no suspense.
The sky fire will not really care about the right or wrong, but who can't bear it.
Theoretically, Jiang Chen was worrying, but he took the initiative to propose it.
Thinking of his even Zhao Pojun can easily defeat it, not only will people look forward to whether he will surprise people again.
"The blood of Jiang Chen's inheritance is Tianfeng, not afraid of any flames."