The Steward Demonic Emperor Chapter 1187: To kill people

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"Ning Kong!"

The layers of the sky are shattered, causing dark chains to wind toward Jiantong without stopping, like poisonous snakes, trying to swallow him in that dark crack.

However, Jian Tong didn't care about it at all, and made an inexplicable arc at the corner of his mouth, gave a soft drink, and waved his hand.

Wow!

A cold wind blows, and my heart is frozen. Those black cracks are stumbling rapidly, and they are stagnant, but they slow down immediately. But after a short while, he stopped moving, and was covered with a touch of frost.

The pupils couldn't stop shrinking, and the ancient three links couldn't help being shocked: "Feng Tian Jiandao?"

"Hahaha...Yes, I am the master saber, and the master's kendo, I am naturally familiar with it. So the third master, you must not be polite!"

With a grin, Jian Tong stepped on his feet, and finally moved, and instantly rushed to the ancient three links, and when he commanded, the flames raged to the sky, burning the sky and boiling the sea. Those spaces that had just been shattered, under the burning of the sky and sea of ​​fire, finally began to twist and merge, and the black gaps were gradually made up. The tens of thousands of sky moats between the two of them once again built up bridges, and Jiantong rushed through it very easily, slamming the ancient three-way door with a finger, but it was crackling, and the explosion continued.

The skin can't stop a twitching, the ancient three Tongs' heart is stunned, while retreating quickly, while **** to resist, but deep in the eyes is full of dignity: "Burning Heaven Sword Dao, Heaven Splitting Sword Dao... Why am I old? Dad’s five kendos, you can all use them to the extreme? Even if you are a son, it’s not possible, right? Who are you?"

"I have already said, I am the master saber!"

Touch!

With a loud noise, the ancient three links finally used all their skills, and the scarlet fist flew straight into the sky, and hit the thunderous purple sword fiercely, making a deafening sound. The powerful shock wave caused the surrounding forty or fifty mountains to be instantly shattered and turned into dust. Even Gu Santong himself, under the aftermath of this shock, kept stepping back a few steps.

However, the sword boy was strong against the aftermath, laughed, and instead of retreating, he rushed towards the ancient tee: "I am the sword body of the **** sword, not the body of flesh and blood. The evil of the internal organs is not afraid of the power of counter shock. This, even if you are the body of the sacred beast, I am afraid it is beyond the dust, the sky sword, the dragon!"

Roar!

A terrifying dragon chant sounded, Jian Tong took advantage of the momentum to pursue, and pointed at the incomparable Jian Gang, and slammed in front of Gu Santong again. But at this moment, the ancient three links had just gotten firm, and it was too late to prepare.

But there was no time. In a hurry, he had to push forward again and punch out.

Touch!

There was another loud bang, and the ancient tee punched in a hurry. The power was obviously less than 100%, even 70% hard to reach. Not surprisingly, he was repelled by the sword boy again.

However, at this time, Jian Tong smiled slightly and stopped chasing: "Ordinary cultivators must appropriately alleviate the force of the counter-shock when fighting against each other, otherwise it will damage the lungs and make it impossible to make continuous moves. But I Not the same, I have no scruples in this regard. So, if I keep chasing you down, after ten moves, you will never be able to fight again. Now that the outcome is divided, we don’t have to fight anymore, ha ha ha... "

"Horrible swordman!"

The pupils shook violently, and the crowd around the audience could not help but take a breath, and then looked towards Zhuo Fan together: "Steward Zhuo, the transformation of this sword into a human form is really terrifying, right? There is no flaw to be found. A physique stronger than a holy beast is simply intolerable!"

Looking at the battlefield deeply, Zhuo Fan also nodded slightly and murmured: "Yes, I didn't expect the little third son to be suppressed by the sword boy so quickly, no wonder he turned into a human form. Just thank me for giving him the vajra body. Indeed, this divine sword is too bad for the body. I really don’t know how to limit this kid."

With his eyes narrowed slightly, Zhuo Fan thought, he can do everything except my **** eyes, then...

The rest of the people also gradually darkened their faces and began to become dignified. Jian Tong's strength is too terrifying, it may not be a good thing, what if he reverses?

Although he admits that he is Zhuo Fan's saber himself, the saber is a weapon. Everything is done according to the master's will, without his own ideas, but now, this kid is obviously...

"Steward Zhuo, his handsome appearance is just like you!" Staring at him tightly, Leng Wuchang turned his head to look at Zhuo Fan, and seemed to point out: "It's just... He is like when you were young, young man, you are sure..."

With a heart move, Zhuo Fan nodded slightly: "Yes, he is very much like me, but I was **** when I was young, so I was unrestrained and not arrogant. He is now unrestrained, and if this continues, even though he is the second Me, but there may be two paths, and someone needs to take care of it!"

"Steward Zhuo is wise!" Nodding slightly, Leng Wuchang nodded and smiled. Zhuo Fan's eyes were looking at the battlefield, getting colder and colder.

On the other hand, one after another, Gu Santong was full of grievances, obviously unconvinced, roared, and his body was full of red glow, a hundred-foot-long unicorn phantom appeared in front of everyone immediately, with a loud scream from the sky. , It shook so much that the whole world was constantly trembling.

Even the hearts of the masters of the Spirit King can't help but feel terrified.

"Oh, these three young masters are going all out, it is earth-shattering, I don't know if the sword boy can block it. The old man should take this altar of wine to the third young master's side!"

Seeing such a sight, Jiu Jianxian was also surprised, and couldn't help changing his bet again. Others also followed him to shift camp.

Only a few people such as Liu Mubai stared at the front, but remained unmoved: "Jiujian Fairy, I'm afraid you will regret it, look at the look in that Jiantong's eyes!"

Can't help but startled, Jiu Jianxian looked into the distance, but suddenly saw the surging momentum facing the ancient three links with full firepower, the Jian Tong's eyes were full of disdain and contempt, as if He didn't even look at the other party at all.

"Three young masters, since you don't know how to promote such things, I have no choice but to be sorry."

A ridiculous light flashed in his eyes, and the sword boy slowly raised his fingers, and the gurgling black energy coiled on it: "You have already used the power of your whole body, then you also look at my sixth kind of kendo. Destroy the power of the World Destruction Sword, hum!"

The pupils trembled fiercely twice. When did the arrogant ancient tee ever endure such a naked provocation by others? With a roar, his whole body swelled suddenly, his body shook, his fists were like shooting stars, and he pushed forward quickly: "Smelly boy, then you try this trick of the little master, the sky is broken and the earth is cracked, and the power of the unicorn rushes!" /

Roar!

The scream resounding through the sky, shocked everyone present with eardrums bursting, almost deaf, the Qilin Phantom suddenly roared and rushed towards Jiantong, the anger in his eyes, as if to burn a hole in the entire sky .

"Good job!"

With a wicked smile, Jian Tong was not afraid, and the black sword gang that had been prepared in his hand suddenly slashed forward.

Huh!

Quiet, very quiet, without a loud noise. People only saw an extremely slender black blade, which was fleeting in the air, as if a breeze was blowing, passing by, as if it had no power at all.

However, wherever the blade passed, without exception, everything disappeared, not even a bit of dust fell, as if it had never appeared in this world.

This sword, although there is no aura, nor any horrible aura flowing out, but everyone present has a heart-palpitating tremor from the bottom of their hearts.

The aura of ruining the heavens and the earth is not the most terrifying. This scene of silently erasing people is the most shocking.

After staying for two seconds, Zhuo Fan finally reacted and understood the gap between the two sides and hurriedly shouted: "Jiantong, stop, stop!"

But it was too late. The black blade had already collided with the little third son’s unicorn phantom, but there was no strong momentum exploded, but the black shadow flashed past, from the phantom With a light stroke, the giant unicorn suddenly stagnated, and then disappeared completely with a scream, as if it had been erased from the world by this sword.

Puff!

A mouthful of redness couldn't help but spit it out, the little third son was injured physically and mentally, and immediately turned pale. But the black blade still flew towards the ancient three links, exuding the aura of death, and erased everything in contact along the way, as if the energy would never be exhausted.

Seeing this scene, the little third son was not shocked, and everyone else was shocked.

This time...It's really going to kill people!

"Jiantong, stop me, have you heard it!" Zhuo Fan shouted again, his eyes full of anger.

The eyelids trembled lightly, Jian Tong stared at the panicked complexion in front of him, and the corners of his mouth swept the evil, but he didn't mean to stop.

Om!

Suddenly, at this moment, a wave of spatial fluctuations sounded, and the entire space began to shrink. And the center of contraction is where Jian Tong is.

Unconsciously startled, Jian Tong suddenly turned his head to look at Zhuo Fan, but only saw Zhuo Fan's indifferent face, in the right pupil, seven golden halos were shining brightly.

"Master, don't..."

"Kongming God pupil seventh stage, Kongyin!" With a low cry, Zhuo Fan murmured.

Huh!

The space shrank abruptly, Jian Tong's body shook suddenly, and his eyes were blank, and he fell down. Then there was a scream, and when he fell to the ground, it had already turned into that dark long sword, emitting a deep light.

It's just that at this moment, this sword has no more spirituality at all!

Wow!

At the same time, the black blade that shot at the ancient tee suddenly disappeared. Looking at the emptiness that passed along the way, Gu Santong unconsciously exhaled, wiped the cold sweat on his head, feeling like he had just taken his life back.

This sword is really terrifying, it's not under the daddy's world-destroying thunder...