Thunder Martial

boundless killing intent, emerged from the heart of Wu Zongqiang, if there was no one beside him, he would have done it long ago, slapping the purple clap to death.

Today's Wuzong is a disgrace. The demon under the door was actually chopped up by a scattered cultivation, and the strength of both sides is still four heavens short.

This is the real face beating, hear the surrounding cheers, the face of Wu Zongqiang is even more ugly.

“Where is my Wuzong demon? I quickly cut the purple.” Wu Zongqiang, his heart is extremely stifled. Wu Zongqiang's face has been lost today, but he cannot do it himself. Only demons can recover the face he has lost.

He was fortunate that two demons had arrived in Martial Sect.

One word fell, everyone was stunned, thought that Ziyuan had cut off Wuyuan, then to fight with Heaven or Li Hao, but never expected that Wu Zongqiang came out this way.

Everyone's eyes brushed down on Wumart.

Wuzong came this time with two demons, one Wuyuan and the other Wuzheng. Wu Mu is an unborn demon, few people know it, but on that day Miao Sky contradicted Wuyuan. In Wuyuan's eyes, many people saw his restraint against Wuyuan, and wanted to come to the real force of Wuyuan, stronger than Wuyuan.

Wu Mu was with Miao Kung, except for the first purple cut off Wuyuan, he was a little furious, but he was always very faint.

Stared at by many people, Wu silently smiled, hands closed behind his head, still a lazy feeling, as if he had not heard from his parents.

“Wu Mu, you are now in the field, chopping off the purple.” Wu Mu was unresponsive, making the imperial emperor very dissatisfied. At this moment, the name was directly named, and the voice rolled around and spread across the great square.

“I'm so sorry, Uncle, I haven't been feeling well lately, I can't fight life and death.” Wummer took his hands off the back of his head, owed slightly, refused directly, and did not give this elder face at all.

Both sides are martial arts people, but they are two forces, there has always been a contradiction, and the force where martial arts is located, because the reason for the wonderful sky, is the preservation.

“You...!” The royal sky was furious and instantly stood up, with cold eyes falling on Wumart.

“Master, his old man said that I am not easy to do these days, or there will be bloodshed in the future.” Wu Mu said again, but this time he took it very seriously.

“Humph, a bunch of nonsense, Brother Tang, can't believe that nonsense!” Wuzong Yukon snorted coldly, very dissatisfied, and turned to the square to drink: “I, Wuzong boy, who went to chop the purple. ”

Loud voices are coming out, ringing all over the square, making everyone stupid.

At this moment, everyone is speculating whether the brains of the strong Wuzong are broken or not. Only demons can do this because of the powerful fighting power displayed by Zixuan. In addition to Wuzong, there are demons.

Wuzong disciples are very embarrassed, no one dares to do it, some people have congested their brains, to be strong, but after facing the purple cold eyes, they also shrink back.

The evil will not be revealed, who can chop the purple.

“Zi Chen, I'll chop you up! ”

All of a sudden, a loud drunk sounded, the sound rolled, the squares sounded, then a shadow swept from the stone platform and landed on the decapitation stage.

“Boom! ”

With a loud shock, the battlefield was like being trampled by a giant, full of cracks, even more trembling at this moment, almost crumbling.

He was a big young man, dressed in black, tall, with a knife in his hand, dark as ink, very heavy.

It was the heavenly family, he abandoned the family's killing skills, practiced the knife, called knife maniac, all the means on the knife, so much so that on the same day, he was slapped by purple claps.

“Purple, let me slay you today.” In the fierce hand, the black knife danced, with a heavy feeling, the forest killing machine spread throughout the battlefield.

After the war just now, the decapitation platform has become a hundred holes, can no longer withstand another demonic war, cracks spread everywhere, some of which are a few meters long, in which the Yuan Formation has dimmed, a little hard, can trample here.

“Buzz!”

An energy suddenly emitted from the mighty emperor, landed on the battlefield, triggered a dim array of elements, the next moment the light flashed on the high platform, the cracks in the lane were healing, after a few breaths, the battlefield was restored to normal.

It's just the surface of the battlefield, the bloodstains of bright red, still so dazzling, the body of Wuyuan, not far away.

Wu Zongqiang snorted coldly and sat back again, only his eyes flashed with light, obviously not the Lord who easily gave up.

“Do you dare to fight?” He stood on the platform, stepped out, the battlefield shocked, a frightening breath dispersed, his cold eyes stared directly at the purple and looked aggressive.

“Don't you dare.” Purple took a deep breath, then kicked one foot toward the body of Wuyuan, and the golden lantern flashed, the latter's body flew out of the battlefield, then fell flashly below.

“There's one more place for you.” Ziyuan pointed his finger next to Wuyuan's head.

“Humph!” Heavy and cold hum, the surrounding breath surged wildly.

“Die.” Shouting loudly, the knife in his hand was raised high, and the atmosphere of terror flowed on the battlefield.

“Huh, knife maniac? The heart has been wronged, the evil knife is also practiced, no more hegemony, today I will surely be able to chop you.” The golden glow flashed around the purple body, like a golden nail stomach, even the golden glow in the eyes.

He talked about chopping Yinggu that day. The three demons clearly said that it was a challenge, convening a chopping convention, putting out the battlefield, threatening to kill the Purple Valley, but there were ten emperors hiding in the dark, colluding in the air.

Cang obviously also remembered that thing, his face was ugly, as a demon, they were all arrogant, but unfortunately, no more arrogance could fight the family, they compromised.

“Nonsense, I'm going to chop you today! ”

Drinking heavily, the aura has climbed to the top, the long knife in his hand trembles and suddenly falls.

A sharp knife appeared, a dozen meters long, with a horrible intent to kill, chopping towards the purple.

The golden glow surrounded the purple and the lightning on his feet passed away, like golden lightning, avoiding a knife stroke.

“Boom!”

The knife fell on the decapitation stage, emitted a blast, the breath was completely violent, the entire battlefield was trembling, and suddenly a lane of light lit up on the battlefield, like a soft halo, dissolved this energy.

The Yuan Formation with the emperor's strength is even more astonishing. The fierce and horrible knife did not cut the battlefield open, even the cracks did not appear.

“Are you just a knife madman? I think it's a wicked knife. It's a waste of time to use a crazy word on you.” The light flashed beneath the purple feet, relying on the speed at which they were dodging, whilst sarcastically speaking.

The power of the demon is too strong, and the fierce strength, like Wuyuan, is six heavens. Seems that Ziyuan killed Wuyuan, but won very hard, two killing moves, let Ziyuan move the extreme yin and the polar sun.

Compared to Wuyuan, the fierce atmosphere is stronger. The black knife in your hand is even more exhilarating. Perhaps there are one or two ways to kill it. Purple does not want to spell serious injuries.

Purple wants to kill three demons in a row, it is very difficult. At this moment, it is only possible to listen to old advice, stimulate the fierce, make him completely mad, lose his mind, so that he can seize the opportunity to extinguish the enemy.

“Huh!”

The skillful knife, a dozen meters long, spinning terrible smell, downward chopping, at this moment, the void seems to have been chopped open, a dao chun appeared, this knife is very powerful.

“When!”

Purple punch up against the sky, two fists like a golden hammer, with a large piece of golden light, smashed over the knife light, the glow flashed, the smell of terror fluttered, crumbled the knife light.

Perfect Physique Still Strengthens.

This is a monstrous battle, with both sides incredibly powerful, and in a short period of time it is difficult to distinguish between victory and loss.

Heavy is a swordsman, stimulated by purple, the face is getting ugly, but the attack is more sharp, the long knife in the hand flashed, the instant cut out more than ten knives, the knife is powerful.

“Heh!” “Heh! ”

A dozen knives fell on the purple body, made a lane sound, powerful perfect body, completely blocked these attacks, purple body just showed some light white marks.

Powerful physique, shocking.

“Nice physique, but when you meet me, you die.” Sway the sword and cut it, open it wide, and try to be hegemonic.

This is a pure knife technique, walking on a rugged route, defenseless, only attacking, courageous forward, fearless.

“Heh!” “Heh!” “Psst! ”

The fierce lightning cut out dozens of knives, the heavens and the earth are almost full of knives, the whole battlefield, the intent to kill is diffuse, full of destruction.

Below, all eyes are stunned, the fierce knife technique is almost unbroken, the battle has been passive defense until now, has not yet actively attacked, at this moment, the sword is covered by the sky.

“Boom!”

The purple surrounds, the golden light flashes, and the light shines like a sharp blade, giving off endless chills.

His eyes were cold and heartless, infinitely murderous, and his fierce power was not weaker than Wuyuan's, but another bitter battle.

The brilliant golden light illuminates the heavens and the earth, and the sword illuminates, spreading in all directions to face the sword.

“Bang!” “Bang! ”

Knife rays collided with swordlight, made loud noise, then exploded, the entire battlefield vibrated, the ripples of the road flashed, constantly dissolved this powerful road.

Full of battlefield knife light, broken away by sword energy, this is a fearsome trick in the fierce knife method, actually easily cracked by purple.

The fierce heart is very firm, and how to strike, Ren Zixuan is also indifferent, apart from the uglier face, the killing machine is scarier, there is no other reaction.

“If that's all you've got, I'll get you on the road.” The eyes were colder, almost essentially with cold light, and the black knife swallowed the cold light in his hand, giving off a terrible kill.

“Humph!” responded only coldly.

“Death!”

With a blast, the long knife in the pale hand began to tremble, a horrible breath escaped from it, immediately followed by the pale hands holding the knife, dancing wildly, and slashing towards the purple.

“Psst!”

The sky suddenly darkened, like the night descended, a giant sword tens of meters long, the sky appeared, and the aura flowed with horror.

boundless killing intent, the knife almost swept the entire battlefield, like a dark cloud, and a huge amount of pressure to lock the purple, making the purple inevitable.

In the purple eyes, the light flashed, the whole person burst directly, like a golden lightning bolt, rushing directly towards the knife, the blood in the body, the perfect body providing strength, he waved his fists towards this knife.