In fact, since he created the [Blood Soul Seven Killing Sword], Xiao Li has the heart to be a master of the world for a while, although his reason tells him that he should be detached and should look at the broader starry sky, but at this moment, when it is the right time, he can't help but be arrogant.

He is a god king with Xiang Yuxin, and he also wants to make a name for himself! In his philosophy, the kingdom of God is invincible in military strength and invincible in its own force, and he is a well-deserved god king!

So at this moment, in the face of Xiao Muyan's challenge, in the face of the arrogance of the female player surnamed Yuan, a fart!

Why don't you release your heart and have a good time?

So, he was willful, he was ferocious, he broke out!

With a bang, the Flying Divine Sword Throne fell to the ground again, half-piercing into the earth, Xiao Li raised his voice and shouted: "Xiao Li, level one hundred and sixty, God King!" As you wish, I'm up for the challenge! ”

He looked at Xiao Muyan, and then at Yuan Qianyu, who was stepping into the void, and shouted, "Who will come first?" ”

These three words shook the Quartet, and the death madman frowned incomprehensibly, making the eyes of the extreme god shining with anticipation, teaching the people in the madhouse to instantly transspire with killing intent, and teaching many onlookers to be excited.

"A god-king?"

"He doesn't plan to use troops? Not planning to use a pet? ”

"How dare he hit the front?"

"Xiao Li is the Great God King!"

"Let's see what this man means!"

"He's supposed to be a big master, right?"

At this time, everyone had their own ideas, but no one stopped the battle, the people in the madhouse didn't care about Xiao Muyan, and the extreme god didn't stop Yuan Qianyu!

"Hahaha, want to challenge the world alone? This is the Xiao Li I know! ”

Xiao Muyan laughed, regardless of Yuan Qianyu, he shot directly, and the blood under his body surged again, like a flood of angry waves, a sea of blood and a wild lion, setting off a wave of nearly ten meters, he stood at the front of the wave, holding an anti-cross black and white gun, and rushed towards Xiao Li.

Xiao Li did not retreat or avoid, and as soon as he stepped on his foot, the Flying Divine Sword Throne seemed to melt, falling rapidly, but paving the way under his feet.

The road was five feet wide, silver-white and jade, and it went towards the blood wave.

"Woo", Xiao Li's body came out with a dragon groan, and in an instant, the dragon pattern protected his body, his eyes were cold and sharp, his body was like a storm, and he walked on the dragon pattern road.

With the step, the dragon pattern road behind him was retracted, and the nine-pattern road in front of him spread, this is a road without beginning and no end.

Qiang Qiang Qiang, a dragon pattern long sword still popped out in front of Xiao Li, all of them were the appearance of a four-foot-long Qiankun Cosmic Front, Xiao Li walked all the way, took the sword all the way, shook his hand and threw it away.

Whoosh search, swish, swish, those dragon pattern cosmic fronts collided with Xiao Muyan's bullets first.

As soon as the two sides fought each other, it was almost a time to breathe, the dragon pattern had been paved with a sea of blood, Xiao Li shot vertically and horizontally on it, ruthlessly stabbed with flying knives, slashed with dozens of meters of virtual swords, and threw away the dragon pattern sword, he was like a dragon that crossed the river.

Xiao Muyan, who was standing on top of the blood wave, was repeatedly hit, his body was pierced and cut open by the void sword, but he didn't care, but let out a wild laugh: "Xiao Li, if I unfold the [Dead River Zero Style], I will be immortal, look at the blood around you, how many eyes in it represent how many lives I have, can you kill them?" ”

Xiao Muyan looked crazy, he found that his bullets couldn't hurt Xiao Li at all, either he was blocked, or he was inexplicably involved in the eye of the wind in front of Xiao Li and was ground up, so he simply threw away his two guns, and he didn't defend at all, like stepping on a blood dragon, and he was fighting with Xiao Li in the blood river, attacking against attacking, and he wanted to drown him in the blood river.

That river of blood is his deadly weapon, corrosive, poisonous, devouring, that is the blood of hell, it is the blood with resentment, it expands and spreads wildly, flooding the grassland, if it forms a hundred-meter blood lake, a hundred-meter blood lake, it is still expanding, spreading and expanding!

This momentum is also huge, and it is terrifying to watch.

The death-mad counter-current army did not have a high platform, and when they saw the river of blood spreading, they all drew their swords and stabbed the ground, if they opened an invisible barrier and blocked the river of blood and drowned them, they also smelled blood, and they were a little flustered.

Xiao Li didn't say a word, his fighting spirit was even higher than Xiao Muyan's, stepping on the dragon pattern, running wildly in the sea of blood, just attacking and killing without brains.

Lots of life? An eyeball is a life? So what, you can kill them all!

Xiao Li's dragon qi was completely triggered, the [Divine Consciousness Sword Technique] unfolded, and as soon as the void was pressed, a tornado appeared beside him, rolling up blood and water, and quickly turned into a blood tornado, rolling up nearly a hundred meters high, and the wind knife inside it was chaotic.

Such a scene can really be described as a bloody storm!

And in just a few breaths, there were as many as nine such blood tornadoes, creating an incomparably terrifying scene!

Xiao Li was simply frenzied, while releasing the tornado, he was still chasing after Mu Yan, and his body was always incomplete by various means, so that he couldn't speak at all, and he didn't give a chance to breathe.

At such a moment, Xiao Muyan's body was simply hidden in the sea of blood, only the blood waves were going to bury Xiao Li, and there was a scene of angry sea waves in the center of the training ground, and the sound of blood waves surging faintly seemed to be sandwiched with Xiao Muyan's roar.

Xiao Li snorted coldly, tiptoed a little, stepped into the void, and after a few steps, a wind dragon more than ten meters long appeared under his feet!

The wind dragon was vertical and horizontal, hovering over the sea of blood, and the nine tornado pillars were still there, and the wind dragon was shuttling back and forth in between.

Xiao Li stood on top of the dragon's head, pressed the index finger of his left hand to the center of his eyebrows, and pointed his right hand to the bottom, gradually, the wind dragon under its feet seemed to be alive, the dragon scales became clearer, and the dragon's mouth suddenly opened between shaking his head and tail, and the wind blade was like rain!

And this attack continued, like a dragon's breath, bombarding with the wind dragon's forward curve.

The sea of blood gradually ceased to be turbulent, and the waves subsided.

The surrounding "war correspondents" shouted in surprise, and I don't know who shouted: "The Xiao Muyan killed by King Xiao is bleeding like a river alone!" ”

After a brief lull, the words couldn't help but sound in all directions, and the cries erupted.

After another moment, Xiao Muyan's sea of blood completely dispersed, lost its vitality, flowed and overflowed, and disappeared again.

Xiao Muyan's figure reappeared, looking extremely weak, and said in a panic: "Xiao Li, you are so savage to break my river of death, you are too arrogant......"

"Humph!" Xiao Li descended from the sky, and as soon as the dragon qi urged, the nine-pattern dragon steel that he stepped on under his feet immediately spread out quickly, fusing with other nine-pattern dragon steels, and then quickly turned into the Flying Divine Sword Throne.

Xiao Li took out the Qinghong Flying Sword equipment again, and soon the throne rose into the air, hung above Zixiao Muyan and then stabbed down, and the huge tip of the sword directly stabbed Xiaomu Yan into white light.

Xiao Li's eyes swept away, and then he looked at Yuan Qianyu, and said, "It's your turn, come and grab my throne!" ”

That Yuan Qianyu frowned, and actually made a move, and a thousand-armed Guanyin phantom more than twenty meters high appeared behind him, and the phantom was also peculiar, as if there was a sad face in each of the thousand hands of Guanyin.

"I have cultivated [Thousand Hands Great Compassion Collection LV4], and the Buddha Light Spirit Domain is about to be cultivated, you have no reason to be my opponent!"

She rushed towards Xiao Li, raised her hand and palmed, and the phantom behind her seemed to turn into reality in an instant, like a round of golden sun, and the Guanyin thousand palms also hit Xiao Li, pinching different fingers, like a thousand attacks coming at the same time.

Xiao Li shook his head, the middle finger of his right hand was stacked on his index finger, volleying a little in the air, and suddenly the nine-pattern dragon steel beside him condensed a spear, striking out from both sides of Xiao Li, and even more spiral sword qi rushed out from Xiao Li's fingertips.

The next moment, Yuan Qianyu's forehead was pierced, and the forehead of the thousand-armed Guanyin behind her was also pierced, and many dragon-patterned spears followed, poof, puff, puff, all of them pierced Yuan Qianyu's body.

At this point, the Guanyin Thousand Palms were still ten meters away from Xiao Li, but they could no longer move forward.

This female player who can step into the void actually dissipated like this, and was killed in seconds before she even had time to let out a roar.

"If you really have a low eye, I'm afraid you haven't fought at all!" Xiao Li withdrew his sword finger and looked in the direction of the Madhouse and the Extreme God Temple, but said, "The Madhouse and the Extreme God Temple, you each owe me a share of the loot, which one will challenge again?" ”