Super God Gene

Hansen was in the air, but it was volley step by step, just like stepping on an invisible ladder in the void, the figure that was about to fall suddenly rose again, and it looked like a sharp arrow. Black god.

Everyone was shocked, and the incredible color was revealed. The technique of volleying in the volley was so strange that they could hardly believe it.

Although Chen Jia’s "Half Step Cloud" is not as good as "Sky and Seventy" can borrow seven times in the air, it is enough for Han Sen to let him go straight to the Black God.

After all, the black **** is a sly character. Seeing Hansen’s volley rushing, it’s too late to retreat. Although the heart is afraid, it’s a scream, violent, holding a long black knife, and squatting toward Hansen. under.

"Go to hell!" The black **** screamed, the knife was like a streamer, and it disappeared in the middle. When it appeared again, it was already in front of Hansen.

The second acceleration of the little magic wind knife method, under the violent violent amount of blessing, has become even more incredible, the fast naked eye can not keep up with the knife shadow.

when!

Seeing that the blade of the black knife has been attached to the face of Hansen that is as beautiful as the sun god, the black **** suddenly feels an elbow on the elbow, and the arm of the knife is uncontrolled, and the tip of the knife is drawn by the distance. After Hansen’s face, there was a shallow blood mark on it, and a few blondes were cut off by the tip of the knife, flying with the wind.

Han Sen punched the black god's little magic wind knife method, how he shot, even the black **** did not see clearly.

Almost at the same time, Hansen’s other palm made a completely different action from the right fist, with a knife in the palm of his hand. The palm of the hand seemed to flash the thunder of lightning, without warning, like the assassin’s ghost strike. .

The black **** wanted to take the arm back and squat again, but suddenly found that his perspective changed a bit strange.

Hansen’s face gradually drifted away from his line of sight, and he seemed to fly up, overlooking Hansen in the air.

The black **** is strange, but the line of sight suddenly sees a familiar body wearing a black armor. The body is sitting on a black-horned wolf, but there is no head, and blood is pouring out of the neck. .

puff!

The black **** was horrified, the eyeballs were about to burst out, and the mouth was opened, but the mouth was filled with blood, and the spray was all over the sky.

The entire battlefield seemed to be quiet all at once, and everyone’s eyes were watching the head flying with the blood to the sky, full of incredible colors.

The owner of the Black God Sanctuary, the most powerful man on the ice sheet, has the invincible power of the vanishing knife.

Even in his own battle, he was smashed to the head with one hand. This has already scared everyone, and some stupidly watched the blond man dancing like a man.

I was alone in the battlefield, killing the first level of the black **** among hundreds of armor, such as the sacs, the man is already powerful and tremble, and it is shocking and inexplicable. Magic is like a god.

"No... no... let's..." Zhu stopped his mouth and couldn't close it.

Six hundred hundred evolutionists, more than two hundred evolutionary elites, were not able to stop Hansen, but also let him kill one of the heads of a hundred evolutionary ones, which makes people can't believe their eyes. .

Yang Manli's small face is already full of excitement, and the color of the eyes is flashing, as if the blood in the body has to be washed out. She did not dare to believe that Hansen actually killed the black **** in this way. He was alone in the battlefield, and there was nothing in it. He waved his first level, and he was very chic and had a sense of comfort.

"Unbelievably powerful, it is worthy of the descendants of Han coach." Uncle Qing is complex and muttered to himself.

And those who originally wanted to go to the city gate were frightened at this time. They couldn’t believe it. The strong man, such a powerful battlefield, was actually rushed by Hansen alone to put the head of the leader. It’s awkward, no more than three minutes from start to finish.

A few people only felt the neck cold, could not help but touched their neck, with what they had just done, and when Hansen came back, they couldn’t even use their heads for a second.

A lot of people have begun to retreat to the transmission array. They are shuddering in their hearts. Hansen’s heads are like playing in the horrible battlefield. They can be protected without battle, and they are not the strong ones. Almost even the legs were frightened, stumbling and rushing to the transmission array.

There were several people who had not stumbled on themselves for several times, and they rushed back to the transmission array, and the emperor sent it out.

For a long time, these people did not dare to enter the world of shelters, and even dreamed of dreaming of the **** head that was smashed in the air.

The six broken hundred evolutionists have been stupid, and the strongmen in the evolution have seen more of them, but like Hansen, they are single-handed, depending on many strong people like those who have nothing, they are the first to see To.

The heart is cold, and I can't afford to fight again. Although they are obeying the black god, it is because the alliance factions behind the black **** are ordered to live, and the black **** can't talk about any fateful friendship.

Now that the Black God is beheaded, where they are willing to fight again, think about Hansen’s ignorance of the means of killing the Black God, and only feel the neck cool, the back is full of chill.

These six people did not move, and those ordinary evolutionists were even more dareless to move. They had already retired.

"Han Sen, we are only ordered by the black god, and there is no grievance with you. Now that the black **** is dead, it is no longer useful to fight again. How about this?" A strong man who broke the hundred said to Hansen.

"Through my shelter, if I am a deadly enemy, it will be that you can finish it with a word." Han Sen said faintly.

"If it is a dead war, you may not be able to take advantage of it." A strong man shouted, but it was already obviously somewhat comfortable, and did not want to really fight Hansen.

"Since you have come, you should be aware of it. Fight, you and I will kill the last drop of blood. If you don't fight, you will wait for my goddess army, and as I take the black **** sanctuary, it is my goddess. The hero of the legion." Han Sen looked at the scene, and saw the few people said.

"This..." Several of the hundreds of evolutionary people are hesitant, they are already chilling, watching Hansen as a god-like figure, where to dare to fight again, even if there are more than two hundred elite evolutionists in front, Also can't make them feel half-safe.

However, Hansen surrendered and helped Hansen to lay down the black **** sanctuary. The big guys behind them were afraid that they would not let them go.

"I am also aware of the person in Donglin. You can report my name after you go back." Han Sen had already learned about the background of the Black God from Tang Zhenliu, and said a faint sentence.

The few people listened to Han Sen and said that they no longer hesitated. Whether it was true or not, Hansen had given them a reason not to fight. They had already been timid, and they were unwilling to fight anyway.

"We are willing to join the Goddess Corps and chase the Lord..." Several undamaged evolutionists said in unison.

The people in the shelter of the goddess were a little dumbfounded. It was too fast. It was just a matter of life and death. Those who turned around all surrendered.

In their view, the strength of the Black God Legion is still strong, not without the power of a war, so why did it fall?

Twelve-wing dark blazing angels say

For the Ferrari of the head of God!