Thunder Martial

No one knows how the teenager appeared, and all the attention of the previous people was in the sky in the presence of the six mountain gods.

But as the space united, the teenager appeared in front of the purple eyes.

Only one teenager.

It all seemed to be back to square one.

The wind swept the corpse of the rhetoric and the broken weapon to both sides of the space. Apart from the blood on the ground, there were only two people left. The difference was that Kuma, the former head of the country, turned into a rhetorical teenager.

Another change is that Purple is injured and consumes a lot.

No one knows who the teenager is and why he stands in the opposite direction of purple as a last resort in this ring.

Their knowledge of juveniles was limited to the sudden renunciation of the assassination of the chief of the divine grudges and the choice to deal with unnamed juveniles.

But the old man, with great power of speech, actually gave up rescuing the divine grudge and saved the teenager from the purple attack.

It's just that the teenager was not involved in the battle, so it's not too much of a concern. Everyone thinks that the teenager is just a deeply loving descendant of the elderly family.

Now it seems that the teenager is the ultimate killer.

Someone later realized, thinking of the conversation between the old man and Purple, ‘How do you see it? ’

Did Purple already know that the teenager was the killer this time?

“Shameless! Shameless! ”

The white-haired mouse saw this scene and jumped straight at his feet, “Dozens of beatings have been shameless enough. I didn't expect this to happen. You humans are too shameless! ”

Monkeys and others face less self-confidence, juveniles as the last killer, obviously unusual.

“Sister, how's it going?” Wang Xian 'er asked softly.

“I don't know.” Su Mengyao shook his head slightly. It was dark in front of him, and nothing could be deduced. "But Purple Pearl shouldn't be so easy to lose. ”

“Hello, Zixian, my name is Shenhao. ”

The teenager looked at Purple and said with sincerity and apology: “I am truly sorry to be here at this time, I am suspected of being in danger. ”

“There is either a suspicion of danger, or a danger. ”

"But knowing shame like you, and having a facial god, is a rare species," said Purple. ”

Shenhao was ashamed: “I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to stand here. But you are the great enemy of my divine race, no matter how guilty I feel, I cannot be merciful and ignore the cause, so today I must kill you! Or you killed me. ”

Purple nodded, "Successful King loses, come if you can. ”

Since it has become an enemy, the teenager naturally takes himself seriously.

Knowing that the situation was not easy to come by and that there was no time for a break, he rushed towards the purple.

Juveniles do not use powerful techniques, but collide like barbarian cows.

In the purple field of view, the weather ahead tens of thousands, it seems that the mountains of the gods are moving and the beasts of all things are hovering.

He drank loudly, his voice was bright, and there was a ripple spreading, and he feared that it was a hallucination, after all the noise was too strange.

Not hallucinations.

Everything still exists.

Strong and suffocating, he leaned back.

As the slayer of the Divine Nation, the young man is worthy.

Zizheng suddenly remembered what the Temple Spirit Su had said. The Divine, Demonic and Spiritual Tribes were different. The strongest of the Demon Tribes was the soul, and the strongest of the Divine Tribes was the flesh.

Does this teenager belong to a god with a strong body?

For the first time since the battle, Zijuan has changed from an attack to a defense.

The big array of feet lit up and the light floated around them, forming a defense.

In the eyes of people, this action of purple is meant to be weak.

The old man smiled slightly and was actually expecting it.

The teenager ran directly over him, and the purple flew backwards and backwards. The original dirt began to flicker, and the qi and blood began to pour wildly.

Psst!

Purple coughed blood on the floor and his face paled again a little.

The teenager remained calm and calm, his hands pointing a little sharply at the temple, and a divine light flew out of the Sea of Awareness into a sword shape.

“Read the sword! ”

Low drunkenness sounded, this sword raised from the reading, did not enter the purple sea of awareness.

Zi Zheng was struck hard, shaped and retreated several steps backwards.

The teenager stepped forward, and the earthquake shook, his hands joined together, as if the monk was holding his hands together ten times, to meet and salute others.

Then, an eye-catching light emerged from the teenager's palms, forming a true sword light that lasered out.

Swordlight falls head-on with the sound of a broken sky.

A sword Qi did not enter the ground, forming a trace of more than ten lengths.

Purple was at the end of the sword, with an extra bloody mouth.

Quiet outside the space, everyone is watching the teenager, watching the teenager for a moment, showing thunderous tactics.

Defensive purple, retreating, coughing blood.

Multiple colours change, such fighting power, even when encountered in the full period of purple, there is room for battle.

Everyone finally understands why teenagers are the last ones to make a move.

He is here to harvest purple life.

Purple stood up slowly and looked at the teenager in front of her and said in silence: "You are strong! ”

The fighting teenager, without previous complex emotions, became extremely ruthless, “You too, if you change others, I will die! You can still stop me in the event of a serious injury. I admire you, so I will remember today, this time of year, I will burn you columnar incense, in the words of your spiritual people, it is called to miss your late friends. ”

“I miss your mother's fart. It sounds good. Do you dare to beat her up after she recovers? ”

Outside the space, there was a dissatisfied voice, a monk.

They came as soon as they heard from Boomy, but they still missed the previous battle.

The monk scolded: “A little child who has never seen the world, but also learned to preach morality. Is morality spoken out? It's made! If you make Purple Heal, I'll dare you to have Purple Heal with one arm and one leg. ”

Instead of turning back, the teenager looked purple and indifferent.

“As your last contestant, you think you should be the mighty one in the Divine Clan. Shit, where's your dignity? Don't say purple, even Master Buddha can kill you. The Divine Nation is also a large family, why can't it be on the stage so much? ”

The teenager still didn't go to see the monk, but said, "There's no point in delaying this, but it will destroy your image in my heart, and I don't think you are. ”

Purple stretched out his hand and made a gesture of invitation, "Still that phrase, trying to kill me, come on over. ”

Shuā

The original teenager's body dissipated like a light smoke.

Purple eyes immediately sharpened and turned to punch.

Thunderlight poured on his fist.

A fist appeared on the side, colliding with the lightning.