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Chapter 1640 An ant may shake the tree?

With a word, the world is silent.

After a short moment.

The anger of the tomb guardian suddenly echoed throughout the world: "Jun Chen, a soldier can be killed but not humiliated!"

The anger echoed.

Resentment surges.

What's the chance?

Chen Daolin's cold face suddenly felt depressed and he stepped forward.

"When you wait for the storm in the city of Zhenjiang, put my son Chen Dong in a mad place, have you ever thought about this time!"

boom!

The majestic energy suddenly broke out from Chen Daolin's body, as if a dragon penetrated straight into the sky.

Extremely angry, Chen Daolin made a backhand move: "Brother, I'll do it!"

"No!"

Master Jiang Liu's expression frightened and he was about to stop him.

But Chen Daojun pulled a curve at the corner of his mouth, waved his hand, and the heavy sword without a sharp edge buzzed. When the sky flipped, it fell steadily into Chen Daolin's hand.

He turned around and glanced at Mr. Jiang Liu: "You and I are here, why are you afraid of the gravekeepers? You have already sorted out these old and immortal cubs, so why not use this to train soldiers?"

Training?

Master Jiang Liu was stunned and suddenly realized.

After all, Chen Daolin's martial arts strength was improved by relying on the "Pangu Plan". It is extremely difficult to rely on his own understanding in a short period of time.

Fighting life and death... is the fastest way to integrate.

With him and Chen Daojun present, even if the tomb guardian has eight hundred years of strength, he is just a turtle in a jar and the trapped beasts are still fighting.

Even if you are about to die, you should let the gravekeeper use his remaining energy before he dies!

"Head of the Chen family! You and Chen Daojun are brothers. Do you really think that you can be as good as your brother?"

In the distance, the tomb guards roared softly.

shame!

A great shame and humiliation!

If Chen Daojun or Jiang Liuye were present, he would not be so stuffy.

But... it was Chen Daolin!

The Chen family is in charge of the world's wealth, and is indeed high above and above the clouds.

But in the eyes of these outsiders, they are just ordinary family heads, no different from ants.

He has been guarding the tomb for eight hundred years, and his strength has long reached the highest level, and he is even more out of the matter. For eight hundred years, he has been watching the clouds rise and fall.

Chen Daojun has the strength to be the first, but I am the only one of the six dragons of the Jiang family!

And what about Chen Daolin?

Now Chen Daojun and Jiang Liuye are all watching coldly, letting a small ant compete with him with a sword?

For the gravekeeper, this is not a battle at all!

It's a pure humiliation to him!

Next second.

The angry tomb guard's face trembled and suddenly lifted the jade flute, which had been covered with cracks.

The radical and high-pitched Xiao Sheng suddenly echoed in this world.

The ripples visible to the naked eye were like waves, and in a seemingly soft but domineering posture, they came towards Chen Daolin, who was holding the sword.

Chen Daolin stood there holding a sword, looking at the sound waves that were sweeping from afar.

Close your eyes, raise your head, and smile.

A murmur sound came from his mouth: "Lan'er, please be optimistic, I will avenge our son!"

The words fell.

Chen Daolin suddenly opened his eyes, and two strands of murderous intent that seemed to be solid, burst out from his eyes.

The strong energy even lifted from his feet, making his robes buzzing.

In an instant, the murderous intent was overwhelming, domineering and fierce.

Chen Daolin's aura changed drastically, like a sharp sword rushing into the sky, trying to divide the sky into two.

"break!"

A word like thunder.

No extra fancy.

Just as the sound waves swept into Chen Daolin, he held the heavy sword without breeze in his hands, took one step, and a domineering and fierce sword slashed down!

boom!

Linglie's fierce energy instantly vented from the Wufeng heavy sword, forming a thick domineering sword energy, which violently suppressed the sweeping sound waves.

Next second.

Bang!

Chen Daolin exploded under his feet, and his whole body was like a cannonball, wrapped in energy and rushed directly towards the grave guard.

"The scoundrel shakes the tree!"

Seeing Chen Daolin rushing forward, a resentful splendor burst out from the turtle guardian's turbid eyes.

Next second.

His whole body swept through his energy, and his whole body suddenly twisted twice, and disappeared directly from the spot.

Quietly silent.

Like spring rain moistening things.

When the gravekeeper appeared again, he had already arrived in front of Chen Daolin.

"Can you block this punch with eight hundred years of skill?"

As soon as he appeared, the tombkeeper laughed strangely, and his eyes looked at Chen Daolin with contempt, like an ant.

As he raised his fist with his right hand, he rushed out.

Boom!

The air in front of him was suddenly slapped by the energy force, and it directly formed a vacuum area, forming a dome ripples visible to the naked eye, and crashed into Chen Daolin with a bang.

Be arrogant and domineering!

Chen Daolin instantly felt the ultimate fear of death and his heart jumped to his throat.

In the flash of lightning.

His pupils tightened to the extreme, without considering the time at all, and he was completely instinctive and he suddenly raised Wufeng in his hand to resist.

clang……

The metal is brittle and sounding like a bell, echoing around the world for a long time.

The moment the tomb guard's fist fell on the Wufeng heavy sword, it turned into endless power, like a wave of tide, hitting the Wufeng heavy sword one after another.

"ah!"

Chen Daolin screamed and felt a constant stream of force passing through the Wufeng heavy sword into his body. His whole body was like a shell regressing, and his internal organs were even churning and stirring.

Smoke and dust roll.

The aftermath of power visible to the naked eye brought the yellow sand on the ground layer by layer.

Chen Daojun and Jiang Liuye stopped in place and looked at what was happening in the distance.

Mr. Jiang Liu was still a little worried: "Daojun, you're really not worried? There are very few people in the world who know Wufeng, but the gravekeeper knows Wufeng as if he is right. This is the first time he fights, he directly abandons Wufeng's special effect of weakening his energy, and then..."

At the end, Mr. Jiang Liu was filled with sorrow and his voice was so low that it was unheard.

As a member of the Jiang family, he naturally knew that Wufeng's special effects were to weaken his energy!

With this strange special effect, the two people who are extremely different in energy can be infinitely pulled into the same level to fight.

However, the sword without a sharp edge can weaken the energy, but cannot weaken the actual energy!

With this kind of punching, the energy will still be weakened, but the energy that spreads out with the punch falling down is directly transmitted into the heavy sword without the edge like a flood and beast, and ravaged Chen Daolin!

The 800-year-old monster, even if the power of this punch is hit, is definitely not something that ordinary strong people can resist!

Chen Daojun pulled the corners of his mouth lightly and laughed jokingly.

But his eyes looked at Mr. Jiang Liu sideways.

"Jiang Liu, his strength is indeed terrifying, but don't underestimate Wufeng too much. Dao Lin holding Wufeng in his hand will not be as weak as you imagined."

The tone is strange, as if it means something.

Mr. Jiang Liu was stunned for a moment, and his sad face disappeared in an instant, and instead he realized it suddenly.
Chapter completed!
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