The blood blade that was broken by the blood blade fled in a hurry and became vulnerable. Luo Xingchen, the three killers of the blood demon tribe, did his part and rushed out of the way of flowing light. He was invincible with a single sword. The blood demon tribe punishes and cuts it lazily, leaving no room for it.
Afterwards, with the sword aura, Luo Xingchen slashed to the second blood demon clan, known as the blood blade, but the ultimate move was amazing. Now that the ultimate move is broken, what can he do
The desolate sword intent, the long giant sword, stirred it to annihilation of form and spirit, and the second soul did not have time to escape, so it was wiped out.
Hurricane Jianyi hits the third person, Luo Xingchen, who has mastered the way of flowing light, is invulnerable as long as he takes the initiative!
This third Blood Demon Clan Blood Blade was also drunk, and Luo Xingchen flew over, blocking his way.
He was half-dead in fright, and wailed, with nowhere to go!
"Exit!"
Luo Xingchen’s ten-zhang golden body, working hard with him, the sword intent was illusory, and it was even more terrifying. The huge long sword that was nearly six thousand feet wide was crushed away. This blood demon clan also failed to escape the misery of the ashes. End!
Therefore, Luo Xingchen raised his hand and killed three people in a row. His merit value increased by 1,500 points, although it was not worth mentioning compared to his merit value of more than 1.3 million.
However, he has broken through himself, he disregards the heroes!
With deadly moves and free and easy posture, Luo Xingchen at this moment has returned to his domineering and aggressive qualities.
He slaughtered, and calmly collected the brilliance of the desolate sword intent.
He turned his head, restrained his mind, and glanced at Ke Zheng indifferently.
Ke Zheng shook his body and his face was pale. He did not expect that in the blink of an eye, the friendly forces would fall apart, and the soul would return to nine days.
At this moment, Ke Zheng was sweating profusely, and he remembered the previous words of Qianshou Shura Qianyin, Luo Xingchen, really a peerless demon!
"You want to kill me?"
Luo Xingchen had cold eyes, glanced at him, raised the sword in his hand, murderous.
Ke Zheng felt a little regretful. He gritted his teeth with a grim face: "Damn! Just now I thought the three of them would be enough to level you off. Unexpectedly, your totem is so terrible that you can heal yourself and heal so quickly!"
Luo Xingchen said coldly: "The sky will not kill me, there is no way!"
"Magic, spiritual master, you can break the bloodblade fusion with one fallen leaf! You still have a god-defying body! The flesh is domineering! How many hole cards do you hide
No, your spiritual seal is a little weird. It does not have superimposed power, but it can heal itself!
If you are alive, you will be a huge scourge to the Demon Alliance in the future! "
Luo Xingchen smiled evilly, with a three-pointed cold air: "So, what do you want?"
Ke Zheng sneered coldly: "Huh! I want to run! There will be some time later! I can't kill you, you are also in calamity! If you have the ability, you dare to go to the second-level war zone, the Heaven and Human Realm of the Demon Alliance will let you know what powerlessness is. !"
Ke Zheng didn't answer Luo Xingchen's question directly, but Luo Xingchen was not a fool.
If Ke Zheng is let go, the secret of his withered flower totem will be exposed.
This is the martial art he has just transformed, his will is surpassing the sky, it belongs to him!
In an instant, Ke Zheng, with the help of a slight breeze, disappeared, seized the road and fled, the ultimate wind escape!
Luo Xingchen swiftly chased by the way of flowing light, engrossed, singing all the way, the sword spirit is above the clouds!
He flew in the air and found a strange smell, Ke Zheng's escape technique finally showed his feet.
"laugh!"
The next moment, a sharp sword dangled in the air.
I saw Ke Zheng's body, nowhere to hide, emerging.
He was sweating profusely, his expression was amazed, and he stared blankly at his own big hole!
His death hole was pierced by a sword.
Luo Xingchen was behind him, holding the sword, without a wave of waves on his face, rotating the hilt, and shaking suddenly! Stir the blade.
"I'm not reconciled—"
"Boom—"
With a loud noise, Ke Zheng's rock-solid body exploded uncontrollably and turned into debris all over the floor.
His soul, illusory, turned into a wisp of smoke, and wanted to abscond while Luo Xingchen was not paying attention.
Luo Xingchen concentrated his attention, and drew a blazing mark from his fingertips, burning fiercely, I saw that Ke Zheng was screaming, disappearing in ashes...
It was easy to solve Ke Zheng, and the five people who came to hunt him, he had already obliterated four, and there was one shortfall, that is, Qianshou Shura, Qianyin!
Luo Xingchen curled his mouth, glanced around, raised his chest, and muttered: "Many clans, three heads and six arms, nine dead bodies, with so much pride, dare to challenge me?"
"call out!"
After a while, a figure swept over, stopped, hovering in the air, calmly, and glanced at Luo Xingchen.
As expected, Qianyin chased after he recovered.
He glanced at Luo Xingchen, clenched his fists violently, and said in a condensed voice: "You are still alive, where are they?"
Luo Xingchen said indifferently: "Haha... Huangquan Road, they are all waiting for you to pass."
Qianyin's pupils shrank and his eyes violently opened!
"Hiss—" Qian Yin only felt dizzy, unbelievable, Luo Xingchen, was able to kill Ke Zheng, the three major blood blades and the escape technique
He only felt that Luo Xingchen was joking with him.
Ke Zheng's strength, the strength of the three blood blades, is beyond doubt.
The giants of the Heavenly Demon Palace had personally named and summoned them.
In this secluded world, in the first-level war zone, the person who can kill the blood blade and the person who kills Ke Zheng, he really has never seen it, maybe he hasn't been born!
However, he had to believe that the facts were right in front of him, Luo Xingchen was not dead, his injuries had returned to normal, and his blood was vigorous. But Ke Zheng and Bloodblade have disappeared.
He stared at Luo Xingchen and felt that Luo Xingchen was not lying.
So, here comes a serious question!
Luo Xingchen, how did he do it
Qian Yin stared at Luo Xingchen, thinking carefully.
He summarized Luo Xingchen in his eyes, Luo Xingchen he could touch, in the bottom of his heart.
"Magic, martial arts evildoer, comprehend the ultimate ice, the ultimate flame, possesses a domineering and powerful divine body, has a super fast pace, is one step faster, and takes the lead."
After saying this, Qianyin's mouth twitched, unimaginable.
After thinking and thinking, he stared at Luo Xingchen with the eyes of an ice awl, and the killing intent was determined.
"Huh, Ke Zheng, Bloodblade, you mocked me earlier and said that I was a waste. As a result, you died faster than me! Since there is something you can't do, then this reward doesn't belong to me. Who can it belong to?"
Qianyin was full of confidence. Without a word, he slapped his chest with a palm, and the inscription on his chest instantly opened a gap.
"Kakkakakaka..." The inscription fell off, and the thousand seals were magnificent.
He was originally three-headed and six-armed. At this moment, there was a terrifying Asura Dharma image that suddenly stood up behind him.
"In order to deal with you, I struggled with the side effects of being unable to recover for 300 years and unable to move even a single inch, which triggered my trump card. You died in my hand. It is time to look down."
Qianyin's smile was so cold.
Luo Xingchen curiously asked: "Kill me, what reward will you get? Only you, and the four of them, so crazy?"
Qianyin proudly said: "Modao Academy has a set of high-level sacred arts called Eight Arms! Blood Demon Race, what they are best at, is not physical power originally, but from the Blood Demon Race a supreme name is called Blood Shura !
He relied on the eight-arm technique to fight against the supreme of the human race's ten kalpa realms, and there were very few who could defeat him.
What I want is it! Killing you, even if it hurts me for three hundred years, it's worth it! "
Hearing this, Luo Xingchen couldn't help but remember that in the Baichuan Continent, the three king-level forces had rebelled against the human race, and the person who came to respond was Blood Shura.
That Blood Asura was indeed powerful, but his senior brother Yi Tianya, chanted poetry and sang against him, drank and sang forward, and chopped off an arm.
If we say that the eight-arm technique is a high-level holy technique, it is so terrible!
He clearly remembered that Yi Tianya used the great annihilation technique to decipher the eight-arm technique. In this case, what kind of sacred magic is the great annihilation technique
Under the world, what is stronger than high-level holy arts
When I think about it, Luo Xingchen feels a little proud. His senior brother Yi Tianya is really a peerless evildoer. The eighth calamity can crush the blood Shura of the ninth calamity, defeating the myth in the eyes of the thousand imprints.
Perhaps this was the potential of the Great Zhou Tian Divine Body, and in the later stage, he could hardly imagine it.
"Brother, I look up to you. I feel that I chose to cultivate the most painful Da Zhou Tian Divine Body, and risked becoming a useless body again. There is nothing wrong with it!"
Luo Xingchen lowered his head and muttered to himself.
"Hmph, when I was in my strongest state, I still dared to be distracted. I think you are also looking for death! Nine knives and lightning!"
"Whoo!"
Qianyin uses the Shura method to move nine flying knives powerfully, and his arms are so powerful that he throws the first one at a rapid speed.
Luo Xingchen took a quick step and avoided it calmly.
Second, third...
Nine flying knives, and so on, rushed.
With these nine flying knives, one knife is faster than one. Towards the end, Qian Yin laughed wildly: "Hahaha... Luo Xingchen, no matter how fast your pace is, but I am controlling the knife with my heart. The state of unity of mind, your pace, could it be faster than my mind power?"
When Qian Yin laughed wildly, Yu Dong Xiuluo's Faxiang was indeed a huge force to the sky, and his mind was united. One of his flying knives penetrated Luo Xingchen's chest. Luo Xingchen's clothes were shed with blood mist and stained red. .
At this moment, Luo Xingchen was on the verge of crisis again, precarious.
His vigor, in the continuous dodge, finally weakened, he wanted to use the wild sword intent, but found that he was powerless.
Luo Xingchen spread his arms and fell to the ground on his back. This figure fell down.
Qian Yin sneered and said, "Sure enough, as I expected, you can't use Storm Qi Pill, it's just a waste to me!"
Qianyin relaxed his vigilance, swaggered, and walked over, stepping on Luo Xingchen's cheeks under his feet, assholes as he pleased.
Luo Xingchen's eyes were dark and powerless, he condensed strong willpower, clenched his fists, and wanted to struggle.
Qian Yin kicked him away, grinned, and cursed: "It's a waste! A few of them are also stupid."
At this time, in Luo Xingchen’s mind, a voice resembling Tianmang, after a long period of silence, once again sounded: "The sky array tower... the first floor, the ancient array map, each has its own strengths, your Shura sword array, The chief tribe, that is their ancestor, give it a try. Although you are weak, you don't need physical strength to arrange a formation!"
Luo Xingchen's eyes slowly opened, his aura was condensing.
A line of lines, quietly, scattered in all directions.
Just when Qianyin relaxed his vigilance and was triumphant!
boom-
The Shura Sword Formation, the ancient Shura Faxiang holding a sword, five heads and ten arms, a huge law body, about tens of meters long, breathtaking, and the power of sealing the heavens and the earth, revealing undoubtedly!
"Uh, uh...cough...crack!"
Qianyin's eyes widened, and he knelt on the ground abruptly, clutching his neck, feeling like he could not move, his strength was suppressed, and he would die of suffocation!
He stared blankly at the five-headed and ten-armed ancient Shura image, Golden Eye Shura! Shura God of War!
His mind was dumbfounded and blank, but he suddenly remembered the altar of many clan that he had seen before, that statue of god, and many clan of the past, had also appeared in the realm of the realm master!
It's him, it's him! How can it be!
Qianyin was so painful that he wanted to speak, but couldn't make a sound.
He blushed with a thick neck, rolled all over the floor, and finally curled up into a ball, unable to move.
Luo Xingchen was expressionless, got up from the ground, glanced at Qian Yin, his mind controlled the Shura sword formation!
Thousands of flying swords, combined into one, turned into a giant sword, held by the five-headed and ten-armed golden-eyed Shura, the image of the god of Shura covered a whole world!
With this sword, Qianyin has nowhere to escape. Under the power of the Shura Great Sword, the nine deaths are indestructible, and it loses its effect. He, the soul is destroyed, and the soul is scattered!
Luo Xingchen stood proudly, but frowned, and his heart was filled with confusion.
He was wondering, is the voice in his mind a skylight beast
If it is, then it is too strange. The Skylight Beast is not a true god, how can it not be suppressed by the true god's decree
If not, then who will it be? What he can't see, from time to time, is breaking the secret, helping him, through the difficulties, who is this person
Luo Xingchen thought and thought, but was puzzled.
He can only shook his head, abandon distracting thoughts, sit still to heal his injuries, and then move on...