The demon is extremely huge pressure.

Especially the neon is the first samurai. In the realm, she stabilizes her.

After more than ten minutes, the demon demon that strongly supported the body was after all, it was unable to fight against each other.

Fly out and fly out, paralyzed to the ground.

"puff!"

Sitill bleeding in your mouth.

Dushan smiled and walked in front of the demon demon, watching her hair exuding.

In the eyes, a touch of excitement flashed, and said:

"Demon, hurry up and give me your Huayu Tower."

"And, from today, be my woman and serve me every day."

"Can you understand?"

The demon was furious, looking back at Wang Chen, the charming color in his eyes flowed out, trembling:

"Mr. Wang, please help me!"

I have to admit that even the fire rose feels like the other person's poor look. I see it.

Wang Chen was calm, holding his chest with both hands:

"What can you give me?"

The demon said eagerly:

"What do Mr. Wang want?"

Wang Chen stared calmly at the demon path:

"I want what you want, I have said it, I have already said."

Thinking that Wang Chen also wanted his own Hua Yulou to be loyal to him, and the demon widened the beauty.

The flow of eyes is unwilling.

Neon squinted his eyes and looked at Wang Chen, but only felt that this person was unpredictable, and he said deeply:

"This young man, your means are superb."

"We don't want to be with you."

"You're still ..."

Wang Chen's eyes slope:

"Have you speak?"

"Close your dog's mouth, don't you see your father, I'm talking about things?"

Seeing the dust of the demon eyes approaching, hurriedly said:

"Mr. Wang, I promise your request!"

Wang Chen laughed, turned his head to look at the neon -headed warrior, and stepped forward.

The samurai stared at Wang Chen with a look of aura, frowning tightly.

Seeing that the other party did not listen to his warning, he also spoke humiliated, and couldn't help scolding for the samurai:

"Eight Grid! You Dragon State, really give your face shameless."

"Since you want to die, I will send you to see your ancestors today!"

"Let you taste, the taste of your ancestors!"

Wang Chen frowned, and his eyes flashed!

In the mouth, a scolding was made:

"I dare to make my face in front of me?!"

The words have just fallen.

Wang Chen came in front of the samurai instantly.

Punch on the face of the samurai!

Puff!

The glamorous face was depressed immediately.

A skull, turning into meat mud.

Headless corpse, plant fell to the ground!

The samurai present, seeing this scene, shocked.

I was so scared to retreat, cold sweat.

At the age of twenty, people who can become the inner martial arts are already one of the evil spirits.

And in the early twenties arrived in the master's realm, looking at the long history, I couldn't find a few people.

The young man in front of him, the peak warrior of the inner strength will be killed in a punch.

It is simply a demon in the evil!

The neon samurai eyes were gloomy, and in the end they gritted their teeth to Wang Chen, and roared in their mouths:

"Eight Grid, dare to kill our boss, you are dead!"

"Damn Dragon State, I want to kill your ancestors, dig out your hearts and lives, and eat!"

Wang Chen's expression became colder.

He didn't say a word, an extremely scary atmosphere broke out in the body!

The breath is as substantial.

With the body of steel, it directly hit the samurai group.

A series of screams sounded:

"Ah, no, impossible, ah ..."

"Well ..."

But a few seconds.

More than 80 neon samurai, all corpses are separated.

There was a wreckage at the scene, and blood flowing like a river.

Looking at Wang Chen again, there was no trace of blood on his body!

Dust Tian couldn't even see, how did Wang Chen shot.

He was shivering, his face became pale, and he kept backwards.

Wang Chen put his gaze on the heavenly body, indifferent:

"You cooperate with these neon people, it is a good mourning, and it is difficult to write."

"Say, do I cramp and peel you, or throw you into the oil pan and fry it?"

"Dare to deal with them, framed your compatriots!"

In the last sentence, Wang Chen almost roared.

The anger rushing the crown, like a thunderous thunder.

I am so scared that the shit and urine are flowing!

Where can I say half a word!

Seeing that Wang Chen was going to be dead, he hurriedly stopped, and then asked with anger and asked:

"So many neon people enter Su County, why don't we know?"

"Who are they? What is the purpose?"

"Where is your big brother!"

After all, the other brother's big brother hates the neon people, and it is absolutely impossible to cooperate with the neon people.

The demon thinks that things are strange.

Wang Chen's crotch stink, trembling voice:

"Me, me ..."

Obviously I don't want to tell the truth.

Demon noodles without expression:

"You say it now, and there is a front -line life!"
To be continued...