323 Brush shoulders with death

Click!

The jet-black aura condensed like substance, slashing through the void with one sword, crossing ten zhang.

Holding the Black Pole Demon Sword, the strength of the Heavenly Ghost King has made a huge leap, he was originally in the middle stage of the Heavenly Realm, and now with the blessing of the earth-level magic weapon, he almost has a combat power comparable to the peak of the Heavenly and Human Realm.

On the blade of the knife, there is also a thunder surrounding, and the magic knife that has been silent for sixty years is going to be full of human blood today.

"It seems that this old guy can run rampant in the world for hundreds of years. There are still some hole cards, which are by no means comparable to the nine ghost kings. โ€

Boom!

Chu Yi's hands were sealed, and the strength of the nine fists was superimposed, and finally turned into a punch.

He didn't use any spells, and he fought against the enemy purely with his true element.

Thundered!

There seemed to be an invisible force crushing through the void, like a monstrous wave crashing on the shore, with amazing power and shaking the heavens and the earth.

Bang!

The fist collided with the knife, and the two exploded directly, and thousands of waves of qi exploded one after another. The sky over Yangon is eerily turbulent.

This time, the strength of both sides made a qualitative leap, and the aftermath was not calm, and it shook all around, and soon leveled a radius of 100 meters.

"Come again!"

Bang bang!

Chu Yi's punch was as fast as lightning. But the Heavenly Ghost King fought fast, slashing out dozens of knives one after another, slashing his fist to pieces, and the sword qi opened and closed widely, at this moment he didn't look like a great monk of magic, but more like a master of martial arts.

Originally, Chu Yi stabilized the Heavenly Ghost King on the True Yuan, but after the magic knife was unsheathed, it made up for this gap, and the balance of advantage was even tilted towards the Heavenly Ghost King.

"If it was a past life. Not to mention the mere earth-level magic weapon, even the god-level spirit treasure I have exploded, but unfortunately the current strength is much inferior to when I fought against the galaxy. โ€

Boom Boom!

In an instant, the two sides exchanged a hundred moves, and the thunder rumbled throughout the sky, and the majestic force even distorted the surrounding magnetic field.

On a Boeing airliner passing over Yangon, a blonde woman interviews a financial tycoon.

At this moment, the fuselage shook violently, and everyone made dissatisfied sounds.

"Oh shit, what the hell, it's so unstable."

A rich second-generation son-in-law closed the magazine and complained.

"Hey, beautiful young lady, may I ask if the captain is drunk, if he is inconvenient I can do it for me, before I retired, I served in the Air Force."

The middle-aged man with the coffee said half-jokingly.

Due to the violent concussions of the plane, he got the coffee on his shirt.

In the face of his ridicule, the flight attendant just responded indifferently:

"Passengers, please don't panic. We are changing routes. โ€

She said very calmly, but there seemed to be a storm in the crowd, with questions and cursing one after another.

"Hey, are you kidding me, changing course? I'm waiting to go back to the office for a meeting! โ€

"yes. I also have a very important client to meet, and if I am late, millions of dollars will be wasted! โ€

Several first-class guests thundered.

"So why change the route on the fly? Was it extreme weather? โ€

Sitting at the end, a gentlemanly man with glasses asked.

Then the crowd stopped shouting, they were not fools. Not only do last-minute rerouting run the risk of complaints, but the cost of the aircraft is also higher, and airlines will never do this for no reason.

The stewardess paused for a moment and said in a calmer tone as much as she could:

"The reason why we changed course is because there are gods and demons fighting in the sky above Yangon."

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Everyone was confused, they thought there was something wrong with their ears.

"What did you just say?"

"I repeat, the reason why the plane chose another route is because there is a big battle of gods and demons in the sky over Yangon tonight."

Hahahaha!

The crowd burst into laughter, some whistled, some laughed so hard that their stomachs hurt, and some even burst into tears.

"Is it April Fool's Day? Oh, we've all been lied to, and that's a pretty good joke. โ€

Someone quipped.

"No, no, no, maybe it's not gods and demons, it's aliens who have invaded the earth."

In the face of the ridicule of the crowd, the flight attendant tried to calm her emotions, and then she entered the cab with her head held high, and a moment later. A picture appeared on the display in the cabin.

I saw two figures, one black and one white, standing in the air on the screen, moving instantly, and golden light and blood burst out between the hands, blooming with brilliant brilliance in the entire small heavenly domain, and even the dark night sky was reflected in a treacherous light.

Although the video was filmed far away. But the roar was still heart-wrenching, especially when the black-robed man summoned a sea of blood, which caused the passengers to scream.

"It's a video from the front, and it's not very clear, but it's enough to prove everything."

The flight attendant explained.

"Hehe, okay, okay, April Fool's game is over."

"You can sleep, and when the flight is over, I will go to your company to complain."

Everyone still doesn't believe her words, and Western society is about science and democracy. Who would believe in such a strange thing?

But at this moment, someone screamed.

"What's wrong?"

The crowd looked into the distance, and it was Yangon, Burma.

I saw that the golden light and blood were crisscrossing and shutting horizontally, and the murderous aura was monstrous, and I vaguely saw two figures moving rapidly at a speed that was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye, and the mighty and majestic power was brought up in every move.

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A group of foreigners was horrified.

At that moment, they brushed shoulders with death.

"It's useless, in front of the Black Pole Demon Knife, even the peak of the King Realm has to retreat, and you will definitely die today!"

The Heavenly Ghost King slashed down with a sword, directly splitting the air, and it came in an instant.

"Heh, don't be ashamed, do you think you're invincible in the world with a ground-level magic weapon, look at this seat to wake you up!"

Rumble!

Chu struck with a swing of his fist, and the incomparably condensed True Yuan could destroy the golden jade, pulling out a pure white qi in mid-air, but when it touched the black sword, it was still slashed and shattered.

"Although this Black Pole Demon Knife is only a ground level, it is extremely sharp, and its true power is no less than that of a heaven-level magic weapon, I am afraid that it was hit hard back then, which made its power decline."

Rumble!

The Heavenly Ghost King struck again, and the Black Pole Demon Knife buzzed, and the power of this knife was even stronger than before.

Chu Yi reached out with his hand, and Zhenyuan poured out. It turned into a barrier in front of him, fusing the vitality of heaven and earth, and it was difficult to break through even artillery bombardment.

However, the Black Pole Demon Knife was so fierce that it came with a monstrous murderous aura. He directly slashed through the nine-fold barrier with one sword, beating Chu Yi back and forth.

Boom Boom Boom!

The Heavenly Ghost King became more and more courageous the more he fought, his sword aura was vertical and horizontal, and countless lights and shadows were pulled out under the vast sky, and the entire sky over Yangon was reflected in a strange light.

Chu Yi's eyes were like torches, and a simple and heavy punch was struck, and there were flames lingering on the blade of the fist, and the blow of fusing magic and martial arts could shake the sky!

"Good time, cut me!"

The Heavenly Ghost King held the knife in both hands. The force of this knife is enough to cut through a mountain.

"Insect carving skills."

Chu Yi also used his real power, and without leaving his hand, the majestic fist burst out, which could shake the mountains.

At this time. His true essence is more condensed, and he has not used any martial arts, and he fights purely with strength.

Swords and fists clashed, blooming with dazzling brilliance, exploding in the air, and the shock wave swept through everything, invincible.

Under one blow, it was evenly divided.

"Is this your true strength? It's enough to be proud, but it's a pity that you shouldn't provoke me! โ€

The Heavenly Ghost King stood in the air, and nine rays of blood rushed up above his head, submerging into the billowing black qi, the magic knife was shining brightly, and the sword qi alone was smeared for more than ten zhang, looking from a distance, as if holding a battleship.

"Hahahaha, now I'm chasing the peak of heaven and man, I'm afraid no one can stop me in the world, what do you use to compete with my Black Pole Demon Knife?"

Again!

With a wave of his hand, the Heavenly Ghost King instantly slashed out more than ten zhang of sword.

At the same time, the surrounding heaven and earth aura also surged towards the sword, and the power doubled!

"His strength is really much stronger than Shao Jinsong, and the majesty of his true qi alone is almost no less than that of the Grandmaster of the King Realm, and it seems that this earth-level magic weapon has also given him a lot of help."

But Chu Yi's body is so strong that he can not be afraid of the frontal bombardment of artillery, and he directly swings his fist at this time.

He was like electricity, and his right fist rushed out like a cannonball.

At this time, the aura on Chu Yi's body skyrocketed, and red gold flames surged behind him, like a thin morning sun, the weather was myriad, and the incomparable True Yuan was majestic and domineering, stretching like a surging river, and he was angry.

Rumble!

A round of red fire Daming punch was played.

The fist broke through the air, and the fire burned the sky.

Chu Yi finally used his spell.