God Level Demon

“Ahhh, motherfucker, motherfucker, fucking Aboriginal! ”

When he saw Xia Ping's spear, he stabbed the man in black. The man in blue was immediately furious: “How dare you kill my Xuantianmen disciple? You are looking for a way to die!

Not only you, but even those around you, anyone involved, will suffer the cost of this bloodshed. No one can save you, no one! ”

His whole person roared in the bottom of his hiss, his face blushed and his anger reached the extreme.

You know, he is a real person in the realm of Jindan, strong and powerful. The kid is only a humble indigenous, but it's just such a small figure who dares to kill his own brother and Xuantianmen disciple in front of himself.

How arrogant and arrogant this is, there is no trace of him at all, keep Xuantian Gate in sight! It was slapping him hard in the face.

If this thing comes out, what face does he have? He will become the laughingstock of many of Xuantianmen's brothers. He says that even a small indigenous can't be counted down and practiced on dogs all his life.

Boom Lung ~

Between moments, Chu Mark took out a sword on his body, trembling for thousands of miles. This is the realm of Jindan, stirring the wind and clouds. Shake the heavens and the earth.

You know, this is Xuantianmen's Jindan real person, not half way out of the house bulk repair, he was cultivated by Holy Gate pie, no one knows how much stronger than the previous lost Jindan realm practitioner.

Even if they are practitioners in the same realm, practicing different methods, divinity, and combat experience can lead to very different forces.

His hand was astonishing, his momentum was appalling, and heaven and earth's natural energy produced intense fluctuations, as if the earth were about to disintegrate, causing a seventy-eighth grade earthquake-like tremor around him.

Kendo Shentong - Sky Mark Konkun Sword Method!

Boo!

When a sword is cut, it is as if countless swords have appeared in the void, and countless swords have emerged between the moments. All the swords have gathered together.

At this moment, the sky seems to have been struck with a trace!

The void leaves a mark, which is one of the highest realms of Kendo's divinity.

Of course, the sword power of Chu marks is merely imitation, far from reaching the level of void traces, because the sword strength is so intense that it creates an illusion of the traces of heaven, devours the light and produces a black trace, such black traces as if the sky were ripped apart.

But even so, the sword is powerful enough to tear the mountain river apart, demonstrating the immense power of Jindan's true people.

“Brother Chu Mark was angry. ”

“This indigenous man is dead, he actually forced Brother Chu Mark to produce Tianjin Qiankun sword. You should know that this sword method is one of Xuantianmen's swordless magic, powerful, few people can cultivate success. ”

“Yes, if a sword falls, the sky is split in half, leaving a mark, can this indigenous people resist? ”

“Poor guy, who might still be a slave to Brother Chu Mark, but he dared to kill my Xuantianmen disciple, which is a capital crime, enough to exterminate the Nine. ”

The Xuantianmen disciples present laughed and laughed. They looked at Xiaping as if they were looking at the dead. There were traces of the real person in Jindan himself. This indigenous people must not die anymore. There is no chance of survival at all.

“The Great Yin and Yang Dropper! ”

In the face of this astonishing sword, Xia Ping also took the shot, flashing in shape, one hand toward the sky.

This big hand is made of yin and yang air currents, like a gossip grinder, the interior flashes with black and white inscriptions, constantly spinning, the palms are huge, every trace is like a trajectory of the road, covering the sky.

When the Xuantianmen disciples saw this clap, they were also shocked. They felt that it had struck a mighty, powerful, powerful, all-encompassing clap, as if the entire universe were encompassed.

Boom!

This clap beat hard on the black sword, two forces collided, the sword was instantly destroyed, the inches crumbled, into a lot of pure heavenly and earth energy, dissipated in this space.

The big hand also collapsed and both sides counteracted.

Xia Ping and Chu Mark also withstood the terrible shock, backward and backward, and the qi and blood rolled over.

Chu Mark's eyes were horrible and stared at Xiaping: “Okay, well, an indigenous, early real fire ant, can't believe he put a sword on me as a real Jindan man, without any damage.

I've never seen a real fire practitioner like that. You're definitely not a native of this planet. Say, what's your point? What exactly do you want to do here? ”

As soon as the expert strikes, he knows if there is one.

If the other person is indigenous, a lost person without any background, it is impossible to resist the realm of Golden Dane with the repair of a true fire, and it is impossible to have demonic qualities.

From the palm of his hand, he can feel the vast history, it seems that there are ancient characters writing legends, Chiaki history, long and vast.

True marks are certain that the boy must have an ancient heritage, an unborn and extinct figure, and cannot be a scattered cultivation.

“What's so great about fighting your sword? What about the kingdom of Jindan? It's not like I didn't kill you, go to hell.” Xiaping had no intention of talking to this Gentianmen Jindan real person.

He raised the spear of Hell in his hand and stabbed it in the past again!

Bang bang bang!!

Chu Mark also dared not show weakness. He applied the Sky Mark Kankun sword method. Each sword is natural, interwoven in a large net, covering the heavens and the earth, and fighting the spear method.

The sword and spear collide, constantly bombarding, like a nuclear bomb explosion, the surrounding earth is blown into a huge deep pit, and the earth that is thousands of miles away is turned into the surface of the moon.

The surrounding heavens and earth are constantly rolling, exploding, disrupting, strangling, ordinary practice coming into contact, all bombarded by the air currents into pieces.

The surrounding Xuantianmen disciples fled and dared not approach. They were horrified. Where the real fire and the kingdom of the kingdom were fighting, it was obvious that the two real people of the kingdom of the kingdom were fighting a special death.

It has to be said that the indigenous people are too exaggerated to be human beings.

Even if they were Holy Gate sects, geniuses lay infinitely behind them. Never before have they seen such a transcendental challenge to rebel against the true people of Kim Dam with the repair of the real fire. It is outrageous.

“Hmm? What is this?! ”

As the battle continues, Xiaping instills his powers into the spear of Hell, making the smell of Hell emitted by the spear more intense, when the local smell of Hell reaches its peak.

Boom ~ ~

As soon as a warm stream comes out of the spear of hell, it's a pounding stream of information, with a mysterious magical picture roll of Xuan Ao, and a hell of a charm.

He perceived the mystery of many hell martial arts coming from the depths of the spear of hell, seemingly becoming powerful and accepting more hellish heirlooms.

Especially the Hell Spirit - Hell Town Demon Spear, which he only inherited a little bit of fur before, but at this time there is a complete divine notification transmission, all about the spear method's true cultivation secrets.