MTL - Deity of the Emperor-Chapter 8 Who said that Wood Sword can't kill anyone?

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Chu Yuqing saw this scene and was completely angry.

Qin Chen is not only a contempt for him, but also an insult to him.

What is so insulting to him in a four-door-injured kid?

"Death!"

Chu Yuqing said: "District wood sword, want to kill me? You dream!"

"Who said that Wood Sword can't kill anyone!"

At this moment, Qin Chen is holding a wooden sword and walking in a leisurely manner.

Two figures fought in the field, but everyone suddenly found that Qin Chen was a wooden sword, but it was hard to resist the Chu Yuqing's sword.

This is incredible!

The women who are guilty of idiots are also silent.

"So arrogant, let you see my true strength!"

Chu Yuqing screamed, suddenly, the sword in his hand, exudes a spirituality, an invisible sword, rising to the sky.

"This is... the sword of the seed!"

Someone in the crowd suddenly exclaimed.

"Sword of the seed? Chu Yuqing young master, comprehended the sword of the seeds?"

"This is incredible... 18 years old, comprehending the seeds of the sword."

"Six gates, Jingyi seeds, Chu Yuqing, when Chu is another super genius!"

Chu Yuqing was very pleased to hear the exclamation around.

What he likes most is this feeling, which is surprising, appealing, adoring, and attracting attention.

When her sister Chu Ningshi was at the time, she was the first genius of Chu family. Now her sister left, then he is Chu Yuqing, it is the first genius of Chu family, even in Lingyun City, no one is comparable!

The sword-sense seed is the path that the sword must pass, and comprehend the meaning of the sword-sense seed. He is not too far from the sword!

Today, the strength of Qin Chen’s performance surprised him, but the stronger Qin Qin, the more he played the sword and killed Qin Chen, then he was stronger than Qin Chen!

"It’s just a sword seed, is it?"

Qin Chen shook his head and looked at the women who were full of flowers and idiots. His face was strange and his tone was still unsettled.

"The breeze leads the sword!"

Chu Linfeng directly draws a sword, combined with a sword of swords and seeds, suddenly smashed out, swords entangled, sword wind whistling, impacting Qin dust.

When Qin Chen saw this scene, he raised the wooden sword in his hand.

The wooden sword in his hand trembled at this moment.

He is the son of the Supreme Emperor, the body of the Nine Gods, after nine generations of IX, these nine ninth, all of them are famous, creating legendary figures.

In his fourth life, it was the name of the "Qingyun Sword Emperor" who made a name for himself.

Now, from the beginning, but for the mood of the year, it is still in my heart.

In the memory, he once created a sword-style blade, even when he reached the level of the swordsman, it was still the trick of Ling Xiao.

Although separated by several generations, this trick can not be forgotten.

The repair of Ye Jian was the time when he inadvertently saw his apprentice in the forest to understand the sword.

The fallen leaves are split in half with swords. For some swordsmen, it is not difficult to hone and hone.

However, it is somewhat difficult to trim the fallen leaves into a variety of patterns before the landing.

With a sword, it is even harder to get to the sky.

When Qin Chen sat down in the tree for a hundred years, he finally got this sword, so he called it Shu Ye Jian.

In the end, it will be revised and merged into a perfect one, invisible.

Although it is only a trick, it is the strongest one, which makes him benefit for the rest of his life.

At this moment, I saw Chu Yuqing killing, Qin Chen hands in the wooden sword, directly killed.

"Filling the sword!"

This sword, there is no special move, there is no strange change, can be placed in the eyes of Chu Yuqing, but it is impossible to hide, avoiding inevitable.

The most important thing is that Qin Chen’s sword is out, and the long sword in his hand seems to be not listening, even the seeds of the sword are panicked.

Immediately afterwards, he exuded the sword of the attack, and in a moment he made a mess, changed the moves, and attacked the path. Actually, he did not advance and retreated, and rushed toward himself.

This scene, in the eyes of outsiders, is like... Chu Yuqing is attacking himself at this moment?

That's right, that's it!

However, at this time, Chu Yuqing was unable to say anything.

Jianwei all returned, he can only resist the swords with his own body.

However, suddenly, he saw Qin Chen, Qin Chen's face, Qin Chen's smile.

However, he can't do anything at the moment.

I can only watch Qin Chen, approach him, and slam the wooden sword through his heart!

This step seems to be very simple, but he can't retreat and can't resist.

How could this be?

Gradually, Chu Yuqing felt that his consciousness dissipated, his face was confused, his eyes were heavy.

He couldn't feel the gaze and sound around him.

"Yu Qing!"

Chu family Chang Chushan River, the palm of the hand trembles at this moment.

He can comfort the wind, but when things get to his head, he can't comfort himself.

I thought it was a win, but I didn’t expect my son to die.

Moreover, it was still killed by Qin Chen, with ... wooden sword!

At the moment, those who are crazy, watching the masses, are already speechless.

Wooden sword... can really kill!

"Good, dust brother!"

At this moment, Qin Xinxin weighed more than 200 kilograms of body, and jumped up, the Qin family door was shaking.

Qin Cangsheng and Qin Yuanshan brothers, you look at me, I look at you, they are all wrong.

"This... is my son Qin Chen?" Qin Cangsheng was a bit awkward.

"Big brother, what nonsense!" Qin Yuanshan said with a smile: "The dusty star gate was taken, not only did it not get lost, but it was... it was a blessing in disguise and it became more powerful than before!"

At this moment, everyone was shocked.

"Chushan River!"

Qin Chen looked at the Chushan River and did not change his color. "I might have called you a father-in-law. It is impossible now. Chu Yuqing is dead. This wooden sword is my funeral!"

"Compared to a pair of coffins sent to Shen Yuan, this wooden sword, although only a veritable fragrant wood, but Yu Qing brother likes the sword, I think, he should be satisfied!"

"you……"

Chu Shanhe looked at Qin Chen and no longer regarded him as a teenager.

Is there such a hot, word-beaded, dig-out boy?

"Chu chief!"

Ling Shicheng stood up at the moment.

Just like the Chushan River comforting the wind and the wind, Ling Shicheng comforted: "This son, we are still underestimating, but things have already reached this step. In the third game, my Lingjia children will play!"

"Ling patriarch, you want to..."

"Yes!"

Ling Shicheng turned and looked at a young man behind him.

The young man stepped out, his body was burly, his muscles were developed, his face was indifferent, his body was breathless, and his looming sensation gave him a sense of oppression.