Chapter 139

Chen Zhantian's innate will far exceeded 100, and even reached 200, this halberd smashed down, not only possessing the supreme power of S-level combat skills, but also containing its super strong will oppression!

Yang Xiaomu immediately felt a lot of pressure!

The thick true qi surged out, instilling on the Demon Sword of the Mixed World, and the brilliant sword seemed to be able to tear the canopy apart.

It's a pity that this halberd of the enemy is too strong, too powerful to be powerless.

Even if Yang Xiaomu tried his best, he only shook it, and the huge halberd still collapsed.

Impotence!

Unwilling!

This can be regarded as the first time he feels so powerless, but he will never give up, in Yang Xiaomu's life dictionary, there is no word give up at all.

Lifting the knife and cutting it again, it was still a burial, but Yang Xiaomu seemed to be crazy, and his expression was full of madness!

Rumble!

The piercing blade, though still massive, has become unpretentious, and there is no doubt that its power is more condensed.

The lines on the coffin of the burial man became clearer and clearer, exuding a terrifying killing intent, and the mouth of the upside-down demon coffin was as black as ink, as if it could devour everything!

The power of burial is even further!

But that's not enough!

It's not that Yang Xiaomu is too weak, it's not that the Eight Swords of the Burial Heaven are too weak, it's really that the opponent is too strong, not to mention his S-level combat skills in the small maturity stage, the Great Brahma Battle Heavenly Halberd in his hand alone is not an ordinary product, it is very likely to be a pseudo-artifact that has been carved to protect and prohibit, or even a half-artifact.

Think about it, the copycat version of the Desolate Dragon Cang Crossbow in Yang Xiaomu's hand is not even a pseudo artifact, it can only be regarded as an imitation artifact, and it can exert such a huge power, not to mention that the pseudo artifact or demigod weapon already has a trace of spirituality.

Kill!

Kill!

Kill!

Yang Xiaomu was really crazy, three consecutive killing words, louder and louder than the other, establishing invincible confidence for himself, and his whole body of blood, and even essence blood were instilled on the long knife in his hand.

Fast!

Faster!

With a knife, the collapsed Great Brahma War World finally had a tendency to be unstable.

"Humph! Little brute, get on your knees! At this time, Chen Zhantian suddenly shouted, and the whole person gave people the illusion of a towering giant, with the infusion of true qi, the huge halberd became more and more blazing, as if mobilizing the power of the entire heaven and earth to bless the attack.

"It's over! Finished! Let you be peerless, but if you meet the prince of Zhantian, you will also die! ”

"How is the Supreme Bloodline? In front of the childe, he is still a local chicken and a dog, and he is vulnerable! ”

"The prince of Zhan Tian is invincible, he can fight even in the sky, not to mention that just a native, even if he stimulates the supreme bloodline, but the natives are natives, pretending to be forced in front of the strong, stupid and looking for death!"

"Hey...... I think Childe is too bullish, don't kill him but let him kneel, it's more exciting than killing him, remember to take pictures later, and post the scene of him kneeling to the forum, so that the world can see, this is the so-called genius who inspired the supreme bloodline, but it's a big joke! ”

The few people who followed Chen Zhantian were excitedly commenting on the sidelines, they naturally did not have the supreme bloodline, let alone stimulated, in fact, if they fought hard, even if there was a ninth-order master-level powerhouse among the few people, they would not be the opponent of the seventh-order martial artist Yang Xiaomu, which undoubtedly calmed them and they felt depressed and jealous, but now that they saw that the other party was about to kneel, everyone's face was full of perverted excitement.

Yes!

Yang Xiaomu roared again and again, his spirit was urged to the extreme, in his eyes and consciousness, only this amazing knife was brilliant.

Blood is burning!

Spiritual consciousness is burning!

Everything he has has has to be turned into the food of this knife, because Yang Xiaomu knows very well that in a sense, it can be regarded as a continuation of the supreme dispute, so he must not kneel, otherwise he will be nailed to the pillar of shame for the rest of his life.

"It must be broken, and it must not be kneeled!"

"I have the dignity of my father and the pride of my mother, how can I kneel!"

"I have completely fused the supreme bloodline, stimulated the third bloodline of the gods, and condensed the ancient holy body, I am the strongest bloodline and the strongest physique!"

"Dad! Mother! I will definitely be proud of you! ”

"Give me ......"

Yang Xiaomu let out a violent roar in his heart, and the magic knife in his hand seemed to have sensed it, as if it had come to life.

Blood-linked!

This is Yang Xiaomu's most profound realization at this time, the Demon Knife of the Mixed World is no longer a dead thing at this moment, but has a spirituality, as if it has become a part of his body.

Like an arm!

Rumble!

With a single slash, three magic coffins engraved with ancient patterns appeared, black flames were rising, and the mouth of the coffin was pitch black, as if it could devour all living beings.

With a loud bang, the huge halberd was dispersed, and the energy that overflowed was swallowed and refined by the demon coffin, but it fed Yang Xiaomu's consumption.

Take advantage of your illness to kill you!

Yang Xiaomu didn't miss the excellent fighter, and slashed it with one sword, and the three bottles of demon coffins formed a three-talent array, suppressed from the top of Chen Zhantian's head.

"Get out!"

Chen Zhantian drank coldly, and the Great Brahma Battle Heavenly Halberd slashed down continuously, as if driving the cosmic tide, and the golden true qi wave was overwhelming, surging away, and crashed into the demon coffin.

With a violent roar, it was like a thousand pounds of explosives thrown into the river, the space rippled like a fold, the air splashed like water, and the rock walls on both sides of the canyon were stripped of a layer and fell rocks.

"Ahem!"

Chen Zhantian couldn't help coughing up blood, but swallowed it into his stomach, even if he was deep in the earth, he still refused to retreat, as proud as he was, even if he died, he would never retreat, but his expression became more and more angry, his eyes were as cold as a knife, like an insulted little daughter-in-law.

For him, this is a great disgrace!

"Ninth Order Consummation...... Chen Zhantian, hehe! But that's it! Yang Xiaomu sneered again and again, at this time he did not forget to strike at the enemy's invincible confidence.

With that, he laughed wildly and walked away.

Although he injured the enemy, he was more seriously injured and had no strength to fight again, and even if he recovered his injuries with the help of the system, he might not be able to leave Chen Zhantian behind.

Chen Zhantian didn't chase it, although he also had speed skills, but it was still inferior to the Jing Aurora Canglong Transformation, and he himself was already injured. The appearance of the middle-aged prisoner also made him vigilant, and he didn't want to work hard at this moment, and let others take advantage of him in vain.

As for the other people who came with him, they were speechless at the moment, they were also the pride of the sky, and they knew the terrifying strength of Chen Zhantian, even if the ninth-order martial artist was in front of him, he couldn't block a move, but now he was injured by Yang Xiaomu, how could this not make them feel terrified.

The terrible thing about Yang Xiaomu is not how strong he is now, but his potential, when he is stronger, extreme oppression will only make him stronger, as if he can't beat Xiaoqiang.

……

"Ding-dong! System Prompt: If the host is successfully forced, the reward luck value is +50! ”

"Ding-dong! System prompt: The host activates the side quest and slaps the face of Chen Zhantian. ”

"Ding-dong! System Prompt: Host Stimulation Side Quest: Win the first place in the assessment of the three major colleges! ”

At this time, Yang Xiaomu, who was drinking the genetic medicine, received a prompt from the system.

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