Edge of the Apocalypse

Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest update of the latest chapters on Edge of Doom!After King Jiwu held his hands, although the Origin Power Red Dragon was cut, his appearance still looked so energetic and unbelievable.This is the extremely martial king in the eyes of the blood-clothed army, and it is also the attitude he should have.He stood so deep and straight, his posture was as tall as a mountain, as if he would be completely blocked by him even if there was a monstrous flood ahead.As long as King Jiwu is still standing on the battlefield, the blood-clothed army that has fallen in the wind will have the fighting spirit and confidence to fight again.

But this army didn't know that King Jiwu at this moment was just trying to calm down, but he was shocked in his heart.

Only he knows how tough the opponent's fighting spirit and spirit are for a strong person who can directly crash into his spiritual will.At least, that is absolutely above oneself.King Jiwu went to the battlefield at the age of 16, inherited the throne at the age of 18, traveled through the empire before the age of 25, and became a number on the dragon list after the age of 30.In the years since then, I have read countless enemies and never lost.His martial arts shocked the field, so he changed his name to Jiwu.

A character like him, whose mind and spirit had been honed indestructible long ago, is really hard to imagine that he would be directly broken with his spirit and collide with him in will.

So he was shocked.

He couldn't help being shocked, so his hand behind his back trembled slightly.

Then in the field of vision, a dark cloud surged from the distant sky.After a while, four-winged flying wolves swooped down, and the knight on the wolf threw spears and spears. Both the spear and the spear were full of source power.The armor of the knights in the blood-clad army was like paper paste in front of these spears, and people and horses were constantly being pierced.The guns fell like rain, and after a wave of gun rain, the blood-clad soldiers fell, and the blood stained the red armor on their bodies even more red.

The red ones also have the eyes of King Jiwu.

His eyes were full of anger, but this time he didn't rush to deal with the flying wolves in the sky, because there are still opponents that make him worthy of his full attention soon.So King Jiwu stood on the battlefield with his hand in his hand, and all around him were flying knights that rushed down the battlefield and flew into the sky.The strange thing is that those flying knights seem to have a tacit understanding, and they didn't even attack King Jiwu, so within 100 meters of King Jiwu is the quiet eye of the storm on the battlefield.

Then he saw the man.

A giant beast with gushing firelight was descending from the sky, just in front of King Jiwu.On the behemoth, the man with black ferocious armor added to his body, and the man behind the black iron face covered under his eyes, holding a fierce giant knife in his hand, looked at King Jiwu from a high position, just like a king from above. An insignificant subject.King Jiwu took a breath, even the emperor of the empire didn't dare to look at him with such a look, but the young man in front of him did so arrogantly.

"Who are you?" King Jiwu asked, without raising the volume in the room, but there was a sharpness in his voice, like a sword, stabbing the man.

The giant beast was scratching the ground anxiously, and the man patted its head lightly, and the beast fell silent.He looked at King Jiwu again, his red eyes seemed to burst out with fire: "I am the master of this land, so you must either get out of me; or die here."

His tone was flat, without much emotional ups and downs, as if he was telling a trivial thing, but he could hear it in the ears of King Jiwu, but it was as harsh as thunder in the sky.

King Jiwu didn't get angry but smiled: "You want me to get out? Otherwise, I will die?"

The man did not respond, silence is the best answer.

"In the past sixty years, I haven't heard anyone dared to ask me to go away or make me die." King Jiwu laughed, his eyes shot bright.

The man said lightly: "Then you hear it now."

"You know, what will happen to the people who dared to say these two words to me before?" The figure of King Jiwu suddenly turned from the real to the virtual. Almost at the same time, the other one appeared on the head of the giant beast: " They are all dead!"

King Jiwu stepped on the giant beast with one foot, and the giant beast immediately sank down, unable to restrain the power of King Jiwu from sinking on all fours.So the man on the giant beast sank in the same figure, and when his head was at the level of King Jiwu's chest, King Jiwu slammed his punch.

Seeing that the front of the fist was about to hit the man's head, a knife was inserted between the two, so the fist hit the front of the blade, and the force of the fist was separated by the blade and rolled away from both sides of the blade.The eyes of the man who looked like a demon shone brightly, and the giant sword fell like a jade pillar and slashed and slashed back.As soon as the figure on the ground turned into nothingness, King Jiwu returned to its original position, which shows how short the confrontation was.

Alan lightly pressed the head of the giant beast with one hand, and floated down from it, looking at the pale Jiwu Wang said: "There is nothing to be proud of. Those killed by you only show that they are not strong enough. And I, Not the opponents you have met before."

"You mean, you are better than the old man?" King Ji Wu squinted.

"Yes or not, it's not by saying." Allen raised the hymn of shattering and pointed to the old prince of the Eastern Dynasty.

A fierce sword gas swept away.

King Jiwu was almost suffocating, he shouted, his tongue was spring thunder.He clenched fists with both hands and shook his shoulders. An air burst out of his whole body and shattered Allen's sword aura. Then he sprinted away and stepped on the ground with his feet as a smoke dragon.The distance between the two quickly shortened until it disappeared.King Jiwu raised his arm and smashed out a punch. Allen raised his knife and cut it towards the center of his punch.The fist and the knife hit together at the same time, strangely making no sound, but the scenery between the two began to twist.Just like the heat rising from the road in summer, making things distorted, the distorted phenomenon continues to spread from the first ten meters to a hundred meters.At the point where the fists and knives intersect, ripples suddenly spread, and finally using the two as the origin, the ground exploded in circles!

Circles of smoke spread and spread, eventually forming a thick smoke dragon rushing into the air.Among the smoked dragons, King Jiwu flew upside down, one hundred meters away.Two feet propped to the ground, still pushing another ten meters before stopping.His right hand trembled lightly, and the blood on his fist was dripping on his feet, like a red plum.

He was injured for the first time in decades.King Jiwu's pupils shrank, and then suddenly enlarged.The red robe on his body swelled like a ball, and then he supported thousands of tiny cloth scraps for the air that exploded.Under the flying cloth scraps, King Jiwu revealed a body that was as strong as a mature man. He stomped his feet fiercely, and his whole body burst into the sky.In the flames of Yanhong's source force, there is a dragon rising!King Jiwu pushed forward with both hands, and the flames of the source force turned into two giant red dragons shaking their heads and swinging their tails into the smoke and dust.However, when the two dragons crashed into the smoke and dust, a light appeared in the crowd.It's not huge, but it's definitely bright.As soon as the light flashed, the two giant dragons burst into pieces from the dragon head.King Jiwu snorted, receiving the source force countercurrently, he spouted blood from his mouth, and took another three steps.

Both shocked and angry in the eyes!