The martial artist was stunned and said, "I know who I am, I am the martial artist, the invincible martial artist under the boxing, so I say that, so, I want to know why you say that."

Zhuo Qingyao said: "Although I really want to say that the person who wants to overcome the tribulation is my master, so I have to say that, but thinking about it, it feels like gaining sympathy. I don't like gaining sympathy. You are invincible under the fist, and I am invincible in the swordsmanship, can I?"

The martial artist looked at Zhuo Qingyao seriously, "Then let you taste what invincible under the boxing means!"

Zhuo Qingyao reached out to remove the sword box behind her. The sword box fell in front of her. Zhuo Qingyao stretched out her hand and slapped her with her palm, revealing the eight-foot-foot-inch-shaped ashes burning with fire.

The martial artist looked at the Eight-foot Jin in front of Zhuo Qingyao, "I understand the sword that Tianbukuan, I am invincible all over my body. In fact, I have always had a regret in my previous life, that is, I have never fought with Tianbukuan. Now, you have given me this opportunity."

Zhuo Qingyao said: "What is not accepted by heaven will not accept, but what is not accepted by me, Zhuo Qingyao, and what is not accepted by heaven will not accept. Remember, the person who killed you is called Zhuo Qingyao, the leader of Yanshan Sect! "

Chen Ming is no longer ashamed to see him. Zhuo Qingyao is still the second-class player. He fights well. Do you have to be so passionate about the second-class player?

The martial artist shook all over his body, and the Hunyuan Bald Body opened, and his whole body was full of golden light, as if a golden armored martial god attached to his body. He stepped towards Zhuo Qingyao, with a punch straight and generous, and steady.

Zhuo Qingyao's sword was crossed, and the five-foot-eight-foot-earth-earth-burning flames burned in his hand, and he fell straight towards the martial artist with a sword.

Turn on!

boom!

Countless eyes condensed on Zhuo Qingyao and Wufu. Since the moment Baqi Jin appeared, everyone changed their eyes. This little girl practiced the sword technique of Tianbushou!

Eight feet of body, invincible against fists!

Invincible!

Who is it that can be said to be invincible in the world?

After this battle, there will be a conclusion!

boom!

The heavy sword collided with the fist. The powerful body, the martial artist with the Hunyuan Badao body, took the opponent's heroic spirit weapon with bare hands. With one blow, the martial artist took three steps back and looked at Zhuo Qingyao in horror. What kind of freak power is this?

After a moment of fighting, he seemed to see eight holy beasts dancing, gathering on a sword and slashing towards him!

In his

On the fist, a white seal was left behind by eight feet of embers.

At this moment, it was not only the martial artist who was shocked, but even the four chiefs of the Uncrowned Parliament were shocked!

With one sword, the martial artist retreated!

This little girl is the sect leader of Yanshan, who is stronger than the sect leader of Yanshan!

Chen Ming didn't care much about it. This is a battle. The so-called battle is to divide it into one's life and death. Since that's the case, you have to seize any opportunity to attack!

No, no, how can this be called a sneak attack? As a person who is fighting, this is called seizing the fighter!

A sharp sense of smell of fighter jets.

And now, this time is great.

Buzz!

Nine years of cicada unsheathed, the immortal sword, three times the speed!

Behind Chen Ming, the star formation flew up from the sky, endless starlight fell, attached to the nine-year cicada.

The four chiefs of the Uncrowned Parliament finally thought of another point, that is, the Yanshan Sect Master is so powerful, so how powerful is their master?

The master is definitely better than the disciples, at least it seems to be true at this time.

Xu Sanliang immediately shouted: "Be careful! Chen Ming has arrived!"

The other three people reacted and quickly pulled out the weapons behind them, wanting to see Chen Ming's position. At this time, the gun chief of the Uncrowned Council suddenly felt a black shadow flying towards him!

He knew that Chen Ming had arrived, no! He waved the weapons in his hand to resist!

boom!

I saw a splash of sword lights that seemed to have cut the world and landed in front of him. However, the moment I touched the ground, I had already slashed the heavy gun in his hand. The sword light passed through his chest and split his body in half!

Chen Mingmu stopped and held the nine-year cicada back to chase his fallen head!

The nine-year-old cicada's sword tip came out of its temple and nailed his head to the ground. His eyes gradually lost their spirit. Chen Ming's sword was too domineering and instantly killed his vitality. The power of the Domineering Fairy Sword swept into his head, shattering his head into pieces!

Even if the power of qi and blood is powerful, it will be ruthlessly torn apart by the domineering power of the domineering sword when it encounters the domineering sword.

The remaining three chiefs looked at Chen Ming and almost forgot that this is the real **oss!

Chen Ming looked at the remaining three people, "So, when you were fighting with me, you looked down on me? If you must look down on me, I would accept it with great satisfaction!"

"Then, please look down on me. I'll ask you all, and you must look down on me!"

The remaining three people looked at each other, who looked down on you, who wants to look down on you, it was really Zhuo Qingyao's sword that slashed the warrior backwards, shocked!

I must look down on you, but I don’t want to live anymore, right?

At this time, the three of them truly remembered that the other party was the one who passed the tribulation. The other party could trigger the wordless disaster. However, no one in this world could trigger the wordless disaster. He was destined to be a great hero who overwhelmed all the geniuses!

And before such an extremely dangerous hero, they were careless.

In their estimates, the strength of the martial artist is a little worse than that of Chen Ming. After all, Chen Ming can trigger a wordless disaster, but the martial artist does not.

The idea I originally thought was that Wu Fu faced Chen Ming directly. Even if Wu Fu's strength was a little worse than Chen Ming, he could still fight Chen Ming head-on. With the four of them besieged, Chen Ming would not be an opponent even if he overwhelmed the heroes!

But Zhuo Qingyao suddenly appeared in the middle of the way, what should they do?

Now, only the three of them are left.

Chen Ming stood in front of the three of them carelessly and smiled: "What, it depends on what you three are saying, are you still going to fight, right? It's okay to fight, the rules of the world, one-on-one fight!"

The three of them looked at Chen Ming with expressionless faces. No, how did you say such shameless words?

Is it still a one-on-one fight? I think I didn’t die fast enough, right?

Lengxue raised the sword and said, "We must now destroy his power and magic power. After all, he still has a heavenly tribulation to deal with!"

The chief of the halberd, carrying a halberd, had to admit that Chen Ming's strength was higher than them. The Seventh Palace of the Ming Dynasty said angrily: "What else can you do? Just don't die."

Xu Sanliang smiled indifferently: "Now, looking at the current situation, it doesn't seem like Chen Ming is passing the tribulation. He is everyone's tribulation. Death tribulation is us passing the tribulation!"

On the Tongtian Bridge, Ziyu didn't even look at the battlefield here. He murmured to himself: "Group fight, but he was defeated before the fight. Only when he was sure that he could not beat him will he have the idea of ​​a group fight. Will he fight alone? Then fight alone!"
Chapter completed!