MTL - Business Manager-Chapter 1831 Worry-free hole cards

"My Excellency, I know that you are a sword repairer. Although I do n’t know if you are inheriting from that ethnic group, but I know that your greatest reliance is not your sword tactics. Maybe you still have a chance to win against others. , But you are facing this boy, you wo n’t have any chance of winning here. Since you are so stubborn, let ’s die! ”

At this moment, there is still a sense of soliciting Feng Chen in his worry-free heart. Perhaps Feng Chen's strength is far beyond his imagination. If such a person can use it for him, it will definitely be a great help for him. .

Unfortunately, Feng Chen's answer just made him very angry, the only trace of solicitation left after Feng Chen's words fell.

"Sir, I forgot to tell you that the Sanskrit scepter in my hand is the treasure of the town of the Lions and the five top-class artifacts of the tribe! What do you fight with me? Is it only the middle-class artifact in your hand?"

Wuyou looked at Feng Chen with a Sanctuary scepter and smiled mysteriously on his face. Although he suffered some injuries just now when he met Feng Chen, he tightened the Sanctuary scepter in his hand, deep inside Confidence is particularly strong.

From the beginning, he did not exert the maximum power of the Sanskrit scepter. In his previous battle with Feng Chen, it was nothing more than tentative details. Now that he has learned the strength of the opponent and the opponent is not using it for himself In the case, it is time to end the battle.

"Do you only pretend to force it? Nothing else?" If there is a choice, Feng Chen really doesn't want to care about the other party, but the other party is just like a jackal.

"The teeth are sharp and sharp!" Suddenly, a moment of worry-free glance led the attack.

At the same time, a string of ancient sentences that appear very jerky and appear in the mouth of worry-free, this sentence seems to contain some kind of power, the sound is grand.

"This is ... Dao Yun ..." Feng Chen still looked as usual, and after hearing these words of worry-free, his eyebrows moved.

After seeing the worry-free and quick tactics, the golden light of the Sanskrit scepter was released, and a beam of light fell from the sky and fell directly on top of the Sanskrit scepter.

"Huh!" Wuyou snorted coldly, suddenly, his right hand was raised, and the dazzling beam of light at the top of the Brahma Suddenly rushed towards Fengchen.

Feng Chen's face was low and his eyes were deep. His first consciousness told himself that a dangerous meaning came.

He didn't dare to take any care, he shook his shoulders, and appeared outside Baizhang after a teleportation.

"Hide? Hidden?" Watching Feng Chen hurriedly fleeing, worry-free self-confidence burst out, deep inside was greatly satisfied.

"Very Immortal Sword Technique, Fifth Style, Earth Splitting Sky Blast!" After Feng Chen moved a hundred feet, his right hand was turned over, and after his mouth drank, the Red Dust Excalibur swept forward, and suddenly, a thunderous thunder above the sky Array.

The rolling thunder rang through all directions, and a terror and extreme coercion suddenly appeared from above the sky, and the momentum seemed to be oppressed in essence. As for the clouds in the sky, they rolled quickly.

At this moment, it can be said that with the dust as the center, all the breath within a hundred square feet becomes chaotic.

"Ji Xian Jian Jue, sixth style, thunder through the sky!" Immediately after the fifth style was exhibited, Feng Chen did not pause, and immediately performed the 6th style of Ji Xian Xian Jue.

I saw a sword flashing away in the distance, and rushed towards the beam of light from the Scepter of the Brahma.

"Very Immortal Sword Technique, seventh style, breathe back to the intestines!" Feng Chen still did not stop. After the sixth style was exhibited, he quickly displayed the seventh style. It can be seen that Feng Chen was facing the worry-free just now. How cautious.

It can also be seen how strong the worry of this blow to Feng Chen is.

The seventh style of Jixianjianju was used. The sky changed color, the ground moved and the mountains shook, and the entire ground veins were shaking, as if something deep in the ground was going to come out.

"Boom ..." A deafening explosion sounded, a dazzling stream of light suddenly exploded, and the sealed dust flew upside down instantly, forming a beautiful parabola in the air like a kite with a broken line, blood splashing in his mouth Out.

Under a blow, Feng Chen was hit hard.

After Feng Chen was blown out, Wuyou grinned, and then, followed by a phantom, Wuyou disappeared into place.

At this moment, worry-free is very proud, because Feng Chen was seriously injured by his own blow just now, and the other party will soon die in his own hands. Such a powerful genius died in his own hands. Fortunately.

"Sir, it is your honor to die in the hands of the Scepter of the Brahma!" Wuyou laughed.

"Not good!" Almost instantly, Feng Chen understood the plan of worry-free, and knew what worry-free was going to do next.

A green light radiated again from the top of the Sanskrit scepter, quickly rushing towards Fengchen.

Just for a moment, while this green light flashed, Feng Chen's mind showed a short fall, as if imprisoned by a mysterious force, and he couldn't move.

At this moment, Feng Chen's complexion became very ugly, and his crazy power was running, but no matter how he worked, it would not help.

"Dead!" The worry-free voice dropped, and the worry-free hands holding the Sanskrit scepter held the Sanskrit scepter and smashed towards Feng Chen, watching this smashing to smash Feng Chen into a thin piece.

"Bang!" Sure enough, without any accident, Feng Chen was smashed and flew out, his bones were visible.

After being smashed and flying out, the power that originally held him abruptly disappeared again. This phenomenon made Feng Chen feel happy.

"It seems that the artifact in this man's hand is not a mortal thing. He can imprison the monk's primitive god. If it is not for the opponent's strength being too much lower than himself, perhaps today, he really has a great chance of planting in the opponent's hands!"

Feng Chen reached out and wiped the blood off the corner of his mouth, and said secretly in his heart.

"Red Dust!" Feng Chen stretched out his right hand and fell into the hands of the Red Dust Excalibur tens of feet away.

"Fenglong enters the abyss!" Feng Chen held the sword, his wrists trembled, and a clear sound of dragon yin came.

The Red Dust Excalibur lifted up, Daodao Jianmang walked in front of him, Jianmang a little, leaving a shadow of a sword wherever he passed.

Immediately, countless cold lights appeared, these cold lights shrouded all around like raindrops.

Buzz Buzz! The harsh sound of swords continued.

The Red Dust Excalibur in Feng Chen's hands shined, a breath of breath swept away thousands of miles, and a long, fiery dragon appeared in the void.

"咻 ..." A sword cut through the sky, which seems to be an extremely simple sword, but it contains the will of Kendo. It is amazingly powerful and has an overwhelming potential.