Thunder Martial

“Just you or the Brothers?” The young man finally determined one thing when he looked up and down and swept away.

Around, people hear all kinds of stupid eyes. Isn't this fool a monk?

Purple would naturally not answer, but this time he did not laugh, but looked quietly at the youth.

“I don't have half the strength, I just have some strength, if you can call me a monk, then there are more monks in the world like dogs, walking around!” Young people sarcastically.

“Turns out he's not a monk!” Everyone was relieved when they heard that there was some misfortune in their hearts.

Not a monk, but a mess with a monk. Obviously, this is pure death. And once this fool is gone, Old Zhang will have a tough day. Oh, no, I'm afraid once the fool dies, Old Zhang will have no future.

“Uncle, kill this fool, and the old man, too. This wanderer has to stay, it's the price I have to pay to seduce him!” Liu Xian said with hatred.

The young man stood still and was surrounded by a wave of killing machines that locked purple. As a Danyuan, he naturally has the vigilance he deserves. Although the other party does not have the strength, the physical strength is not weak. It is surprising that a fool can have such strength.

But after a few heartbreaks, he felt completely relieved. Homicide swept through the purple, as did the two people with purple surroundings. The two were white in the face, and the old man took five steps backwards. His face was horrified and he coughed up a bite of fresh ~ blood.

Ice's face was similarly inhuman, but it did not cough up blood, which was deliberately the intention of the youth. But the killing still left Ice feeling so suffocated that she couldn't even move.

She tried to get in front of Purple, but found herself unable to move. At this moment, Purple stepped out and blocked Ice. Seeing that Purple Pearl was not a great shore figure, for some reason, Ice's frightened heart actually settled down, as if this back could support her in everything.

“Interesting!” Seeing that the violets were unaffected by pressure, the youth sneered and then approached the violets step by step.

As he approached, the murderous intentions that swept around him became even more terrible. Murder escaped, and the other villagers around hurriedly retreated, as if purple land, became a cold world.

Violet's expression is stuck and her figure is trembling, seemingly unable to withstand this killing machine.

The young man approached with a sneer. Five meters from the purple, he coldly said: "Get down on your knees! ”

A maddening rush of killing machines and the smell of Danyuan on each other swept away like a flood towards purple. Purple body tremors are even more powerful, and the muscles on the face are trembling, which, in the youth's view, is the result of the other party's fear. In fact, it is Purple's cruelty that senses the subconscious changes that have taken place after the killing of the machine, and it can also be said that the cruelty attempts to awaken Purple's cause.

This situation now clearly goes beyond what cruelty can handle.

Purple trembled, not kneeling, and the young man had an unexpected look on his face, then took two steps forward again. His two steps are two meters away, just three meters from Purple.

The distance of three meters, for the brothers, can be reached in one step, and if an attack is launched, it will be immediately killed. But apparently the young man didn't want to let Purple die so easily. He stared at Purple with his eyes dead. The pressure of breath around him pushed him to the limit. He drank: "Get down on your knees! ”

The surrounding spaces are frantically distorted, and the ripples of one road are fluctuating, creating a terrible force. The surrounding wooden fence doors, as well as the wooden doors, were distorted by this space and turned directly into powder disappeared.

The other villagers looked at all of this with horror and backed off again by more than 10 metres.

“On your knees, on your knees!” Young people drank violently, and horrific repression shocked violently waves after waves.

Zixuan's face became more and more painful, seemingly unsustainable at any moment, and could fall at any moment, but he did not fall.

“Get down on your knees!” Young people are drinking again.

But at this moment, he suddenly saw a glimmer in the silly eye in front of him. This fine light crossed like a lightning bolt, illuminating the youth's sea of awareness. Somehow, after seeing the fine light in the other person's eyes, he felt a dangerous aura.

He still decides to believe in his perception at this moment, even though for some reason there is a sense of danger. So instead of going forward, he went backwards.

But without waiting for him to step back, he felt a flower in front of him. He was just three meters away, and the next moment he was in front of him. The speed was comparable to the instant, and then he looked at each other with open eyes and hit him in the face.

In the eyes of a young man, this fool is slow, he spends almost a dozen breathing hours on every move, and he can see every move clearly. Even he could predict that the move would fall on his face.

You can see enough, you can feel it, but you can't hide. Young people find each other slow, but feel slower than others. If they are tortoises, then they are snails.

The body is completely unable to evade this blow as if it had lost control.

“Pfft!" a crisp voice rang and the young man felt as if he had been hit in the face by a mountain peak, and directly on top of it.

Under this force, the young man's face trembled visibly, then half his teeth sprayed out of his mouth with blood, and his whole person flew dozens of metres further.

The villagers were all stunned when they saw a young man like a fairy god being slapped to the ground. Just now, Liu Yan looked arrogant, and was even more dangerous to urinate. His second uncle actually got slapped and punched to fly.

“Sneak attack, this is a sneak attack! ”

In his heart, just when such a word appeared, he saw the fool in front of him move under his feet and then disappeared. The next moment, he heard another loud round of applause.

This slap hit the other half of the young man's cheek and the other half of his teeth flew out of his mouth.

Smashed in the mouth with two slaps, the young man's face was already full of shock and horror. Until now, he still doesn't feel the power of his opponent, but both slaps are powerless.

At this moment, the purple eyes are still atheistic, but the appearance on the face is no longer stubborn, but cold and harsh.

Purple did not strike again for the first time after the youth flied backwards, which gave each other some time to catch their breath. His hands flashed brightly, a sword appeared, and the sword was surrounded by a terrible aura.

This is a Dan soldier who, at the instigation of the Dan Yuan strong, shakes out energy ripples that can break through space. Once again, the villagers retreated by dozens of metres.

“Die!” He held a sword and slashed it hard towards Purple.

Space is like a piece of cloth, cut open by this sword, a giant crack emerges from behind the sword, the young man with a smile on his face, seemed to have seen this strange power, but the guy without the power of the dot was cut in half by his own sword.

“Boom!”

But the fact is, just as the sword light arrived, purple clapped again. The slap broke the light of the sword first, then the sword itself, and the rest shook up the youth again.

This time, the young man's face was completely replaced by fear, and his heart rose three words, invincible!

He felt fear in his heart and turned around to escape. But he just flew up and felt a dark overhead. He subconsciously raised his head and saw a big foot stepping toward him.

“Boom!”

He was stepped right in the nose and the sound of the bone breaking sounded, and then his body fell towards the ground.

Faced with purple tears, the youth had nothing to do with it, and others around them had long been frightened.

At this moment, purple, in the eyes of all, is like a true fairy god, cold, heartless.

It is easy for young people to just climb up from the ground and be kicked over by purple feet or knocked over by slaps.

“Stop it, please stop it!” When the ground rolls, the young man begs for forgiveness.

“Pong!” But Purple didn't respond, and as soon as he got up, he knocked him out again. The young man's skeleton had long been unknown how many had been broken, and the wounds had reached their extreme point. At the end of the day, even the spirit of begging for forgiveness had weakened considerably.

In the eyes of the other villagers around us, Zixuan has been converted from a fairy god to a god demon. That cold and decisive, it makes people tremble and makes people feel cold.

Each of the purple beams fell on the youths, and their mouths twitched as if the attack had fallen on them. In the scene, purple dominated the overwhelming advantage. Victory naturally stopped talking. Around, the faces of the villagers were getting ugly.

They stared at each other, and then their eyes fell on Zhang Fei and Zhang Xiaofei again, but they already had an idea.

“You can't kill me, I am...”

This is the last sentence from the youth, which contains both forgiveness and threat elements. But unfortunately, neither ingredient is useful. After the last blow down, the other party fell, it never rose again.

Watching his second uncle get beaten to death alive, Liu Yan had already pissed his pants. At this moment, Zijuan turned his head and his eyes fell on him.

“Don't kill me, don't kill me! Lord Immortal God, don't kill me!” Liu Yan's size was incontinent, but he ignored it completely. At this moment, he knelt on his knees and begged for forgiveness. He continued to kowtow.

At this moment, Zixuan is just a sadness, naturally he won't talk, he just pointed at Liu Xian.

One finger fell, a golden energy fell on Liu Yan. Afterwards, Liu Yan began to glow, emitting a golden light.

“Peng!” When the golden glow was like the golden sun, Liu Yan's body exploded and the smoke dissipated, turning into nothing.

Immediately afterwards, Purple Pointed a finger at the youth, and the other body blew up without a sign.

Around, suddenly it became quiet and the needle fell to smell. All the villagers, like trapped in petrification, stared silly at the purple.

Their mood at this moment can no longer be described in words. Ice naturally cried, but it was also a silent cry, with his old head falling on the floor, his mouth wide open, and a shocked sentence unable to be said.

At this point, purple suddenly pointed to a stone pier not far away.