„Crown prince, this person must kill.”
Saying that Ling Du clenches jaws.
„I will make him die is very miserable.”
The Wu Cong fist grasps ka makes noise, regarding him, today's matter is the great shame, if cannot give to kill Jiang Chen, this humiliation has no way to scrub.
In the ancient tower, Jiang Chen and Han Yan et al. first flew, but after flying, several people were shocked directly.
In the ancient tower completely is another world, the front is a Katahiragawa, behind presents ancient palaces again, just likes the labyrinth is the same, many palaces are sending out the brilliance of difference, looks is not the ordinary construction.
But such world, too does not match with the contour of ancient tower.
„Is here the interior of ancient tower?”
Han Yan astonishedly.
„Ancient tower altogether seven, I am thinking comes, only then found to enter the second three ladders to rush directly, now looked like does not need completely.”
Nangong Wen Tian shrugs.
„It seems like this is the inner-world of ancient tower, does not have seven like the contour truly, this is a piece of independent space, looks at the front these palaces, inside definitely has the treasure, we hurry to overrun, can obtain some treasure to obtain, cannot obtain on the impact continues to be thorough toward the interior, the speed is faster, as far as possible disagreement Wu Cong also has Shangguan Clan as well as the Ten Thousand Sword Sect person bumps into.”
Jiang Chen was saying, jumps to speed along to go toward front.
„Xiao Chen, that Wu Cong also has Shangguan Clan as well as the Ten Thousand Sword Sect person easily will perhaps not let off our.”
Han Yan said.
„Snort! I do not fear them, but does not want now with them to, if has provoked anger , the crown prince also photo kills does not harm.”
Jiang Chen cold snort one, by his present strength, definitely is not that Wu Cong match, in which disparity is also not 1.2 points, but Jiang Chen has the king of ice monster in the hand, will not dread Wu Cong, but the king of ice monster as the Assassin's mace, Jiang Chen is not willing to display easily . Moreover, the Wu Cong afterall is the Saint Martial King Dynasty crown prince, moreover is the peerless talent in Martial Palace, if has killed, perhaps will bring in the inexhaustible trouble, this is not Jiang Chen wants to see.
„Xiao Chen, why that can Wu Lang help us?”
Han Yan a little puzzled asking.