Chapter 494 I Like to Fight the Descendants of Gods!

Chapter 494 , I like to beat the descendants of gods!

Some older generation Yuan Zunjing almost fainted from anger!

When the hell did the purple-level intermediate combat skills become Chinese cabbage?

If some old warlord-level monsters who have been famous for tens of thousands or even 100,000 years saw this, they would have to go crazy on the spot!

There are two kinds of purple-level intermediate exercises that even they can't get, and they are all on the younger generation!

"You actually have it? Very good, it seems that you are indeed worthy of this seat's full effort!"

Mo Zixiao's expression changed slightly. He was holding the avatar of the 'Mingyue Jiuxiao Sword'. Above the body, it turned into a beam of light and shot straight towards Xiao Han!

The combination of two swords is unparalleled in the world! Unprecedented silver sword energy gathered at one point, the sword tip dotted the void, two thin line-like silver sword lights shot through the void, and the sky collapsed!

"Die! This is the true strength of this seat! Hahaha!"

When this sword broke out, Mo Zixiao looked up to the sky and laughed!

"Geeky, brother Chen, I can break you with one finger!"

Lin Chen and his phantom avatar were imposing in the sky, the prehistoric energy condensed by the fire robbery and war energy, surrounded by seven kinds of heavenly robbery and war energy, the fingertips point to the void, and the two fingers of wild fire energy across the sky are in the air. Born!

The wild fire energy pushed his fingers horizontally, and under everyone's attention, he crushed Mo Zixiao's silver sword glow in just half a breath!

"Varied…?"

Mo Zixiao panicked, why is there such a big gap between the two middle-level purple-level combat skills?

But in Lin Chen's eyes, this gap is simply normal!

In terms of proficiency in combat skills, he has already inherited the "Eight Desolate Fingers" perfectly, and with this finger, he has exhausted all the fighting spirit in one breath!

With four times the power of the rechargeable runes, four times the power of the ultimate moment, and a phantom clone that perfectly replicates Lin Chen's strength, he, Mo Zixiao, will have to peel off his skin if he doesn't die today!

Mo Zixiao used a lightning-like defensive attack. His avatar held a sword in front of him and repeatedly used sword tactics to cover his retreat, while his main body mobilized crazy movement techniques to try to escape from the area covered by wildfire energy fingers.

Two fingers shoved horizontally, shaking the entire battle space!

boom! boom!

The energy fingers blasted the space barriers of the battle space, and the energy storm swept through the space of hundreds of thousands of meters, almost sweeping the audience on the stage!

Five half-step emperor elders shot at the same time, blocking the energy aftermath of the explosion!

Lin Chen's other two phantom clones flashed past, urging 'Wan Yue Xuan Zhenjia' to protect himself, and plowed into the energy storm, one sword and one knife pierced through the last breath of Mo Zixiao's clone!

The two avatars had snatched away Mo Zixiao's avatar's 'Qingming Broken Soul Sword', the seventh-order low-level sword, and from this moment it belonged to someone from Talin!

Lin Chen showed his fierceness, and rushed towards Mo Zixiao with his three clones!

At this time, Mo Zixiao, who fell on the other side of the ring, broke his left leg and disappeared, and the blue seventh-order treasure 'Sea Emperor Armor' on his chest became dull, but it saved his life.

Mo Zixiao knew immediately after the avatar fell!

Feeling Lin Chen's strong murderous aura coming, Mo Zixiao showed a look of panic and fear for the first time!

He was born in the extreme eastern region of Shenzhou, and is extremely noble, a true born supreme!

Everyone around him worships and protects him like a god. Everyone around him, whether it is Yuan Zunjing or War Emperor Realm, all surrender to him and respect him from the bottom of his heart. Death is such a thing to him. For a character of this identity, he has never thought about it, and it has nothing to do with him!

But at this moment, he truly felt the fear of death, the other party really wanted to kill him! And there is no plan to show mercy at all!

"No, no! I surrender, I surrender! I surrender, don't kill me!"

clang~!

The moment Mo Zixiao screamed in fear, the war gun that he swung down was blocked by two old palms.

"The Mo family team has already conceded defeat. The young people of the Luo family team, you won. According to the regulations, you must not pursue any more."

When the two referees pronounced the verdict, they both sighed and sighed in their hearts. Although the Cang Qiong Tower is not under the control of the false gods, if Mo Zixiao was killed, it would be quite troublesome.

What makes them sigh is how many years it has been! Finally, there is a young man who can shake the descendants of God!

The corners of the audience's mouth twitched hard, but they actually won?

3 to 10, no, it should be 1 to 10 to be exact! This Gao Shou singled out the entire Mo family team!

The next sentence of the high head made the audience feel numb in their scalps, regardless of age!

"Grass! Seniors, can't you guys shoot later, let me take advantage of a miss and kill me!"

When Lin Chen regretted, even the two referees twitched slightly, co-authoring this kid, even the descendants of the gods, planning to kill him?

This sentence fell into the ears of many older generation powerhouses and felt their scalp tingle!

Those are the descendants of the Creator! Who the fuck dares to move? This kid actually wants to kill Mo Zixiao?

This is not the degree to which a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, and this courage is completely about to turn the sky!

Someone Lin really intends to kill this guy, it's better to charge some interest to those false gods first!

What's more, this guy is full of treasures, and he also plans to get another seventh-order sword!

"Hey, look, what is that..."

"Wet? No, Mo Zixiao peeing his pants?"

At this time, Mo Zixiao's body was trembling with fear, and an inexplicable liquid flowed out, causing many audiences to sigh for a while.

"Master!"

Yuan Zunjing Jiuzhong, who had been seriously injured and retired, immediately protected Mo Zixiao. They were holding a space jade slip in their hands. They were about to crush it, and the old referee blew it over with a flick of his sleeves.

"This is the Sky Tower, not your Eastern Region. Could it be that you still want to call people to make trouble?"

Several referees warned in a cold voice that the injured patriarch Mo gritted his teeth, put away the space jade slip and took away Mo Zixiao, even if the war emperor in the family was called, I am afraid that he would not be able to defeat the guardian of the sky tower. The forces, on the contrary, will be suppressed!

"People from the Mo family! Listen up!"

Suddenly, Lin Chen's voice suddenly shouted.

He lifted the disguise of the phantom cloak, and the face of a younger, immature boy surprised everyone!

"My real name is Lin Chen! Go back and tell you old dogs of the Mo family, if any of you don't agree, come to me, I have no hobbies, the only hobby is the servants of gods who like to beat you shit. Descendants of the gods, don't ask me why, I, Lin, are so handsome, I'm just hanging!"

Lin Chen's domineering burst of laughter made the corners of the audience's mouth twitch fiercely!

Like to beat the servants of God? Descendants of God?

What a goddamn hobby!

If this were to be transmitted back to the far east region, it would have turned the sky upside down!

This sentence is equivalent to declaring war on all the descendants of the gods!