Return of the War God

Chapter 1639: :Flying Snow Excalibur

Chapter 1639: :Flying Snow Excalibur

"Hey! This wave...this is...Chen Feitian! Chen Feitian, one of the three major swordsman wizards of Blue Sea! How could he come here?"

"It's over! Go! This Chen Feitian is not something we can afford! This person is not only an arrogant and arrogant character, but he is also the youngest brother of Bai Liuchen!"

"Walk away! According to this person's surly temperament, he often goes crazy, if it falls into his hands, it will be over!"

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An atmosphere of extreme fear filled the entire garden for an instant, and a group of figures stood up as if sitting on a nail board under their buttocks, panicking, and immediately wanted to leave the garden and hide away!

You must know that the entire garden is the quasi-human king who opened up the Shenquan!

But at this moment, at the entrance of the garden, four figures suddenly appeared. These four figures were dressed in uniform black robes, walking slowly like four giant peaks, gradually taking off every step of the way. The dust, the earth rumbling!

The bulging muscles, the tower-like body, and the sharp and cold breath, these four figures are full of visual impact!

What is even more staggering is that these four mountainous figures are all exuding powerful fluctuations, and they are the four quasi-human king-level masters who have developed the four divine springs!

But the most incredible thing is that the four black-robed figures who opened up the four divine springs turned out to be just... bearers!

Because these four people are carrying a gorgeous and noble sedan chair together at this moment!

With a bang, the gorgeous and noble sedan chair fell on the ground, blocking the only exit of the garden, and sturdyly blocking everyone's way!

The moment he saw this sedan chair, all the frantically fleeing monks seemed to freeze suddenly, not daring to move, and there was endless fear in their eyes, as if there was a devil sitting in the sedan chair!

Ye Wuque stood there, his bright eyes were calm, and the reaction of the surrounding monks was clearly in his eyes. Obviously, the person named "Chen Feitian" in the sedan chair had a great notoriety in the entire Blue Sea star!

Otherwise, it would never have made all the monks in the garden so panicked without showing up.

At this moment, within the sedan chair!

A tall and thin figure sitting quietly, wearing a gorgeous martial arts robe, showing a golden appearance, looks quite handsome, a pair of eyes flashing with terrible light that makes one's heart palpitating, and even with a high cruelty and playfulness, like beings Yu him is nothing but ants.

This person is Chen Feitian!

One of the three great swordsman wizards of the Blue Sea, nicknamed...Flying Snow Excalibur, one of the true young men of the generation!

On the right hand side of Chen Feitian is a golden long sword with a strange shape, like a blade cast from the devil horns broken off from the devil's head, exuding a trembling breath!

In the next instant, the golden long sword suddenly screamed, with a bloodthirsty desire in it, and the evil aura suddenly spread!

"Baby Feixue, are you hungry again? In that case, with so many wastes in front of you, how about feeding you their blood?"

Chen Feitian rubbed the golden long sword with his right hand, and the cold body of the sword carried the temperature of death, causing Chen Feitian to whisper like this, with the ultimate indifference and cruelty in his tone, as well as a throbbing heat!

This is an extremely dangerous person, full of killing and evil!

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Yin!

The golden long sword named Feixue suddenly screamed again, as if it had spirituality, with a cruel expectation and joy!

"The big brother actually asked me to come here to see the scars of that garbage swordsman, and he said it would help me! It was a waste of my time!"

Chen Feitian's eyes filled with contempt, as if thinking of something, but he didn't dare not listen to what Bai Liuchen said. After all, he came, but it was a grievance and wanted to vent!

In the next moment, Chen Feitian's eyes swept across the pale face of every monk in the garden through the sedan chair, and the voice slowly sounded with a trace of cruelty!

"Listen to you **** group, if you want to get out of this garden, you can! But you need to take my Chen Feitian sword, as long as you can go next, you can go, you can see it as a kind of exchange..."

Chen Feitian's voice spread through the sedan chair in the garden, and all the monks' faces suddenly changed, revealing a sense of fear!

However, this Chen Feitian has a fierce reputation in the main star of the Blue Sea, and his status is extremely high.

"I also ask Master Feixue to keep his promise! Although I am far from your opponent, I will try my best!"

Seeing that it was inevitable, one of the cultivators in the garden opened up the four divine springs to speak with a solemn tone, as a representative of everyone.

"Hahahahaha..."

In an instant, there was a wild and cruel smile from the sedan chair, followed by a earth-shaking sword chant, and a golden sword light turned out!

Yin!

The sword is bright and golden, but there is no glamour, but a kind of extreme blood and darkness, like the dark golden lava flowing in hell!

The golden sword light is extremely fast, it cuts out a few miles in an instant, cuts across the void, and enveloped hundreds of people in the garden!

"what!"

"Do not!"

...

The horrible howling sounded instantly, blood splashed, one arm flew out of thin air, blood spilled into the void, a whole number of hundreds of monks showed despair, and their arms were all cut off by golden sword light!

Chen Feitian was extremely powerful, completely surpassing all the monks in the garden, and with a single sword, he cut off the right arms of these hundreds of monks at the same time!

Ye Wuque's eyes condensed, standing aside, and a touch of chill came out of him!

This Chen Feitian is the quasi-human king who developed the Eight Ways of Shenquan. His strength is far superior to all the monks present. His shots are even more cruel and ruthless. Hundreds of young monks!

This person has a bad personality, crazy and cruel, and he is already like a demon!

"Hahahahaha... trash! A bunch of trash! I can't even take it down with a single sword! From now on, be crippled obediently! Humph, it's your turn!"

In the sedan chair, Chen Feitian's cruel voice echoed again, like a high god, dominating the lives of all the monks in the garden, indulging in the pleasure of killing and seizing!

Yin!

The sword chant resounded again, the golden sword light reappeared, and the horrific and sharp meaning of darkness and killing turned out, making the entire garden seem to be plunged into a sea of swords, and the terrifying sword aura sweeping all directions poured down like a storm. With a judgment like the end of the day!

Chen Feitian took the second shot, and the sword light once again enveloped hundreds of pale-faced monks in the garden, and the shot was more brutal than the previous one!

If you just cut off the arms of the hundreds of monks before, then you are going to cut off the arms of the hundreds of monks right now!

And this time, among these hundreds of cultivators, Ye Wuque was on the list!