My Super Estate

Chapter Two Three Three Thirty-Two

The Nine-Dead Demon King holds the Nine-Death Demon Blade, and Wang Yang, the lord of the Quartet, who is stronger and weaker than each other?

This question is of unanimous interest to everyone.

The bright light is like the sun exploding. Between the two, the powerful power has already wiped out all the thunders around.

Then, it can be seen.The self-confident Nine Death Demon King and the Nine Death Demon Blade in his hand have disappeared.Even half of the arm has been successfully shattered into pieces.

"what happened?"

This result is somewhat unexpected.

"How could this happen?"

The Nine Dead Demon King, holding the Nine Dead Demon Blade, is definitely the fourth step's combat power. How could he lose?

"Quick, save him!"

Don't get me wrong, the interpersonal relationship of the Nine Dead Devil is not so good.

On the contrary, as the demons, the kind of universal enemies is their most normal posture.

"Ask her well, what happened just now?"

As cosmic overlords, they just failed to understand the truth.

It is simply unforgivable.

"it is good."

The first battle hero, the first one jumped out, facing the attack that Wang Yang cut over, it was over.

Wang Yang cut it out with one sword, and the powerful sword was transformed into ten god mountains, which naturally evolved into a divine formation. After suppressing it, in the contest with the nine dead demon kings, he cut out with one sword.

The way of the epee, the strong is the shock, the second is the front.

The strength of the Nine Dead Demon King is not bad. Wang Yang wants to win the battle. It is not easy. Suppressing his spiritual world with a sword is the first condition.

Obviously it is a contest between swords, and even, when it comes to the move, it is already a spiritual contest.

A careless move, the Nine Dead Demon King loses.

The "Shizhongshan" sword was frightening, and it was a powerful vibrating force that directly followed the strength, which was passed down.

"Come well!"

A small victory, of course, must be chased by victory, a continuous cut, is to cut down towards the nine demon king.

Battle hero?

"Want to save people? Or wheel war?

No matter what, fight is, what are you afraid of?"

At the moment, Wang Yang, a decisive shot, the hero of a hundred battles, is a strong enemy. It is very likely that he has already entered the fourth step. Even if there are no special means, it is extremely difficult to win easily.

Shieyama...

Derived the way, the sword.

Wang Yang felt that he was using it more and more smoothly, without the blessing of the sword's avenue, and felt no discomfort.

In the same ten-fold mountain, the field of fortification unfolds, and everything around it, either mountains or rocks, or space, or air, or time, all tangible and intangible matter, turns into a deity.

In a blink of an eye, around Wang Yang, there are already dozens of more faint or virtual creation gods.

Dozens of creation gods, all kinds of incredible power, have blessed themselves one after another.

With the same sword, the momentum increased by seven points.

boom……

Just shot, a confident battle hero, directly cut back repeatedly.

"what?"

Lose in one move?

Is it true that his own strength is so unbearable?

Confident heroes of a hundred battles, some can’t believe that all this will be true.

"Heroes, what are you doing?"

Beside, there was an angry roar of the Iron Armed Demon King (one of the four demon kings of the Devil Race).

It's just a cold joke that isn't very funny.The hero of a hundred battles, as a human race, and the nine-death demon king as a demon race, the human and the demon are not mutually exclusive. This is an ancient lesson. No one dares to cross the Leichi.

However, nowadays, Wang Yang wants to slay a demon race, the human race of the heroes of the battle, even jumped out to save the field, and even attracted the angry roar of the devil iron arm devil.

"I said the heroes of the battles, do you have no brains, or no eggs?

Faced with such arrogance of the Demon Race, you are so tolerant?"

The sword in Wang Yang's hands kept chopping out, and his mouth also didn't fall.

"do you know?

At first, three human races and four demon races besieged Lao Tzu together. As a result, Lao Tzu killed all of them, but no luck punishment came.

Do you know what this means?"

"To shut up!"

The heroes of the battles shouted loudly, and Wang Yang was not allowed to continue talking.

Because, just now, Wang Yang was fighting against himself, and even distracted toward the nine dead demon king, he cut a sword with ease.

What is even more incredible is that this random sword has a surprising effect, and the Nine Dead Demon King was beheaded by him again.

No wonder the Iron Arm Demon is so angry.Because, with this sword, he almost hit him hard.

"Damn the king bastard, even with my heroes in battle, dare to be so distracted?

Are you looking down on me?

Crazy knife!!"

The angry heroes of the battles decisively use their own magical powers.

The same family, most of them continue from a avenue. The most famous avenue of the Protoss Clan is the Baizhan avenue.As the Clan of Gods of War, the patriarchs are generally their masters, and the rest of them, basically, are all disciples who belong to the inheritance of Taoism.

The only person who can become an elder is the true elite. It is either a palm seal or a master. Each one has the ability to open up the road alone.

Although this hero of the battle of war has taken the road of inheriting the tradition, it may have been extremely terrible at this stage. At least, all of them have walked out of their own glory.

kill……

As the most elite disciple of the Clan of Wars, you can achieve palm prints only by a few steps.

This pride is absolutely not allowed to be trampled on.

The violent blade of light turned into a powerful light group, which was rolling towards Wang Yang.

No matter who is involved in this knife light, they will be shattered into pieces, even if they are cosmic overlords, it is impossible to be spared.

"It has some strength."

Wang Yang chuckled.

In fact, he has always been cautious in his mind.

Nine dead demon kings or heroes of all battles, all of them are cannon fodder. Behind them, there is a more terrible existence.

"Want to try out my depth?

I'm afraid I can drown you!"

When it is time to shoot, it is absolutely unforgiving.

Dozens of gods stood behind him, so that he was not afraid of any existence.

What a sword light, what a hundred battle roads, and a dazzling sword light, came down like a god mountain, no matter what kind of existence you have, it will blow you up.

"who is the next??"

Under the sword, the heroes of the battles were almost not killed. However, when he felt that a powerful idea suddenly came, Wang Yang knew that this is the more powerful existence of the gods of the battles. Shot.

It is unrealistic to want to kill heroes of a hundred battles.

Since you want to play wheel wars, well, Lao Tzu also just wants to try various means, it is better to play with you.