"Jiang Chen, what should we do? Are we really going to die here?"
Fire Qilin said bitterly, even it did not expect that after returning, it would help Jiang Chen fight against the enemy, but it would end in a narrow escape. No, it should be a tenth death. Who can turn the tide in the current situation?
Jiang Chen's expression became solemn, this was something he could not take back. At this moment, he could only hold on until the last moment, hoping for a miracle to happen.
"Jiang Chen, you don't have any hope anymore, just surrender."
Liao Yunsheng shouted angrily, Shanhai Sect was burned to the ground, and everything was defeated by Jiang Chen. At this time, no one was more heartbroken than him. For thousands of years, Shanhai Sect has stood firm on the sacred land of Zhongzhou, and is the object of admiration by countless people.
I don’t know how many people looked up to him and worshiped him, but now he is the only one left, and all the backbone forces, the strong ones above the divine realm, have been reduced to ashes.
Liao Yunsheng endured the humiliation, and even killing Jiang Chen a hundred times was not enough to calm the anger in his heart.
"Junior brother, your end is coming after all."
Shangguan Hongyan smiled slightly, Han Yan was struggling, Monk Tyrant was defeated and retreated, and he was in a state of embarrassment. Huo Qilin and him were both suppressed, and they were defeated in a moment. Jiang Chen had no way to advance or retreat.
"I have to say that you are indeed very strong, and so many powerful people in Zhongzhou Divine Land flock to you, but you have offended too many people, so there are just as many people who want you dead.
, you have no reason at all to leave here alive."
Shangguan Hongyan's verdict made Jiang Chen feel a little desperate, but the two figures coming towards him were like a wake-up call.
One black and one white, two old men shuttled through the void. Jiang Chen did not recognize these two people, but Jiang Chen knew very well that the three people behind them were the three elders of the Dragon Clan!
"Jiang Chen, you have disturbed the safety of our Dragon Clan. Today, my Black and White Holy Envoy will personally take action and I will definitely kill you!"
The Great Elder of the Dragon Clan said in a deep voice, the five people in the group are all powerful men in the late stage of the God Emperor Realm, which made Shangguan Hongyan and others become serious again. Jiang Chen, this bastard, how many people still want him to die? Jiang Chen
Shangguan Hongyan doesn't care about Chen's life or death, but the inheritance of the Craftsman God in this guy cannot be taken away by anyone.
"The Black and White Holy Envoys of the Dragon Clan have always been just a legend. They are comparable to the powerful existence of the Dragon Clan's leader. Jiang Chen must have caused a huge disaster in the Dragon Clan. Otherwise, the Dragon Clan would not have sent the Black and White Holy Envoys and the three elders.
"
"Alas, those who do unrighteousness will inevitably die. Jiang Chen has brought the blame on himself. Even the Dragon Clan has been offended by him. Is there anyone else in this world that he would not dare to offend?"
"That's right. Now it seems like this guy just poked a hole in the sky."
"Today's battle is the only one I have seen in my life. I estimate that from now on, no one will be able to reach such a height as Jiang Chen. Haha, this caused Zhongzhou to tremble. The strong men it attracted,
There are also countless.”
The appearance of the black and white holy envoys of the Dragon Clan and the three elders made Jiang Chen feel a little sad.
Everyone pushed the wall down, and countless strong men came upon hearing the news, just to attack in groups. The enemies he had offended also came to him one by one, and each one was enough to shock everyone. At this moment, Jiang Chen
, what can be relied on is gone.
The Ancestral Dragon Emperor was dragged by the Little Thunder God and was completely unable to fight. Now he almost has no strength to fight anymore.
"Little beast, kneel down for me!"
The Great Elder of the Dragon Clan shouted angrily. The Black and White Holy Envoy was extremely powerful, even compared to Peng Lang. The addition of the Dragon Clan and the reinforcements from Shangguan Hongyan pushed Jiang Chen into the abyss in an instant.
Monk Tyrant's breathing became serious and he began to fight back desperately. The battle was extremely fierce. He had to use his last remaining heat to win a glimmer of life for Jiang Chen.
Han Yan also continued to explode, injuring the enemy by a thousand and damaging himself by eight hundred. Without any hesitation, he started a final counterattack, but they were suppressed tightly. Even at this moment, there was no chance of recovery.
"Fight, fight, fight! Let's see who can do anything to me!"
Jiang Chen held the East Emperor Bell in his left hand and the Demon Suppressing Monument in his right hand, sweeping across it, stepping on the fire unicorn, squeezing out the last bit of his strength.
One against ten!
At that moment, Jiang Chen was constantly being forced to retreat, but he was like an invincible little strongman, extremely tenacious and extremely ferocious. With the Demon Suppressing Monument and the Donghuang Bell, he was both offensive and defensive, and his momentum was unparalleled. But in the face of black and white
Jiang Chen's situation became extremely difficult due to the constant pressure from the Holy Envoy, Peng Lang and others. He kept retreating in defeat. His face was pale and blood spurted out, but his clenched fists did not relax at all.
Even if he dies, he will never let go of the brother beside him and the woman in his arms.
"Ancient Dragon Soaring Technique!"
Jiang Chen forcibly performed the ancient Dragon Soaring Technique, and then his body continued to skyrocket. His body was hundreds of feet tall, like an unparalleled god of war. Even though he knew he would die, he had no regrets. He would fight to the end in the battle between life and death.
Fire Qilin's eyes were red and flames were everywhere. However, facing the joint battle of the ten strong men, it had tried its best, but it was still in vain. Jiang Chen was attacked by the ten strong men and kept retreating. With a broken body,
Always persisting.
Han Yan's eyes were blood red, with a trace of blood and tears, and his roar was deafening. He was unwilling to give up, even if there was still a little hope!
Monk Tyrant was also blinded. No one could understand that the three brothers were fighting at this moment. They were using the last brilliance of their lives to show their unyielding will.
The head can be cut off, the blood can be shed, but the will cannot be lost!
Jiang Chen was defeated one after another, and his injuries became serious again. He was already a defeated soldier. With his last bit of strength, he still had to fight against all of them to the end.
"Stubborn! Go to hell!"
The black and white holy envoys of the Dragon Clan are invincible. Previously, the impact of wind, rain, thunder and lightning had left Jiang Chen helpless before the four brothers of the Han family. Now, the strong men of the Dragon Clan have completely suppressed him and even stepped on him in the dust.
"Could it be that big brother is really going to die?"
Yue'er murmured that she was ready to be buried with Jiang Chen. The Helian family was no longer important. Jiang Chen was the only one in her life.
"How has he ever lived for himself in this life?"
Long Ying'er shed two lines of tears. She knew that Jiang Chen was very tired, very, very tired.
For the sake of his beloved, for the love of his life, he never had a moment of respite.