Feeling the terrifying murderous aura of Seng Zheng, looking at Seng Zheng's compassionate expression, the peerless beauty Martial God Murong Yan, frowned slightly, and said coldly: "Very good murderous aura, very good momentum, but just like that, it is too arrogant to want to kill me here!" ”

As he spoke, Martial God Murong Yan took out a purple divine sword from the void, shook it slightly, and the divine sword in his hand rang out, the divine sword has a spirit, the power is unparalleled, and the purple unknown divine sword is a good sword, but the martial god Murong Yan is a good sword master. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Although the Martial God Murong Yan is not as sincere as the Sword Cultivator Anonymous, the sword is in the hands of the Martial God Murong Yan, but it has great power.

In the past, there was a beautiful woman Gongsun, and a sword dance moved in all directions.

The spectators are depressed like mountains, and the heavens and the earth are low for a long time.

Huo Ruyi shot nine sunsets, like a group of emperors and dragons.

Come like thunder to restrain anger, and let it be like the river and sea condensing the light.

The lips and beads are lonely, and there are disciples who pass on the fragrance in the evening.

The beauty of Linying is in the White Emperor, and the wonderful dance of this song is promising.

Stunning beauty, peerless sword, peerless dance, stunning posture.

The sword qi rushed into the sky, straight towards the bull fight, and crushed all the clouds.

The sword is swung lightly, tearing the sky, the sound of the ringing is endless, the power is endless, the beauty is like a jade sword like a rainbow, that's it.

In the face of the beautiful and intoxicating sword dance of the martial god Murong Yan, the monk was as indifferent as ever, with an eternal and unchanging compassionate smile, with a slight wave of his hand, the terrifying ability called the six crosses combined with the killing intent of the world contained in the six reincarnations, and manifested into a blood-colored spear, with endless killing intent, and the blood-colored spear with endless sins was condensed deeply.

If the sword dance of the martial god Murong Yan is the ultimate in beauty, then the blood-colored spear of the monk is the limit of ugliness, holding this blood-colored spear, the monk is quickly dotted in the air, shattering a large piece of the void, which is extremely terrifying.

At this moment, the monk with a compassionate smile on his face had no compassion at all, only the peerless killing intent and ugly sin.

Incarnate as Shura, and naturally fall into the abyss forever.

"Boom!" Martial God Murong Yan's sword weapon and Seng Zheng's spear suddenly collided together, the sky shattered, the universe reversed, and the phase of the Demon Forbidden World leaked out of the broken void.

Both of them are super combat, like Mars hitting the earth, and the sky is falling apart.

The more the battle became, the monk was horrified to find that his arms were faintly numb, and he was completely suppressed by the martial god Murong Yan, which had never happened before.

The monk is the soul that usually needs to go through countless reincarnations to grind to the extreme, and it only takes a lifetime to sublimate it into a special existence of the Buddha, his power is not pure destructive power, all lives are reincarnated in the six realms, and the monk is able to control the six realms of crossing.

It is precisely because of the sublimation of the soul that has been grinded to the extreme that the monk has otherworldly strength and extraordinary physical fitness.

After all, a body that can carry a strong soul will naturally not go anywhere. Although it is rarely revealed, the monk's body is indeed very strong, even among all the demon gods, it can be ranked in the top few, and few people can compete with themselves, let alone be suppressed.

However, this tall, beautiful and beautiful beauty was able to suppress Seng Zheng in terms of physical fitness, which was completely beyond Seng Zheng's expectations.

"The two of them are even up and down, this is really a chess opponent, and they will meet a good talent!" The Sumerian god, who was watching the confrontation between the monk and the martial god Murong Yan, sighed softly.

Compared to them, they were originally more confident in Seng Zheng, after all, although the martial god Murong Yan, a peerless beauty, was strong, but the first impression that Murong Yan gave people, the deepest impression was not the extraordinary power, but the peerless face, Murong Yan was too beautiful, this beauty between ice and fire, completely transcendent world, even among the fairies, angels, witches, and elves in the thousands of worlds, there are not many existences with such beautiful faces.

The power of the martial god Murong Yan, in the face of this beauty, is really not eye-catching enough.

And Seng Zheng has been fighting with these demon gods for an unknown amount of time, and that extraordinary power can disturb the cause, process, and result, that is to say, the power of Seng Zheng is close to the power of the law of cause and effect. The power of almost fate. In the face of such forces, it is impossible to be too cautious.

However, I didn't expect that when the fight really started, Seng Zheng and the martial god Murong Yan were evenly matched. This greatly surprised the Sumerian god who was teaming with the monks, the pharaoh of Egypt.

Sure enough, the unbridled alien invaders who dare to come to the Demon Forbidden World are not simple existences!

"Brush!" The figures of the two people, who had fought thousands of times in a very short period of time, staggered, standing in the void out of thin air, facing each other from afar, with an incomprehensible majesty on their bodies.

"Good, good. You are very strong, but this is fine, the world that has absorbed the essence and blood of your body will definitely be able to go one step further and step into the truth, and we, who have presented such a generous gift to the world, will definitely be able to achieve the truth with the world! After the monk was surprised, instead of being afraid, on the contrary, he laughed more happily.

The stronger the Martial God Murong Yan, the happier the Monk Zheng really is, after all, the stronger the Martial God Murong Yan, then after the death of the Martial God Murong Yan, the more feedback the Demon Forbidden World will get. The greater the possibility of the entire world of the Demon Forbidden World stepping into a higher dimension.

As for whether killing a peerless beauty like the martial god Murong Yan who has captivated the country and the city is too violent, the monk who has cultivated the Buddha all his life will not care.

Although the martial god Murong Yan is beautiful and intoxicating, in the eyes of the monk, it is just a pink skeleton.

Looking at the compassionate and disgusting smile of the Monk Zheng, the beautiful eyes of the Martial God Murong Yan were cold, and there was an unimaginable coldness rolling in them, this Monk Zheng made him disgusted.

In the face of people who want to kill themselves, no one can't help but be disgusted. In the face of people who want to sacrifice themselves, disgust is also a normal existence.

This disgust, this disgust, made the martial god Murong Yan no longer have the slightest desire to communicate with the monk.

The sword weapon in his hand shone slightly, it was light, supreme light, peerless light, and the light of annihilation, at this moment, a cruel smile appeared on the beautiful face of the martial god Murong Yan.

At this moment, Murong Yan, the martial god who had already let go, let go of his scruples about slaughtering.

At this moment, killing is for the martial god Murong Yan. Maybe it's no different than stepping on a bunch of ants at all.

In the face of this world where he wants to kill himself and sacrifice himself, Martial God Murong Yan has nothing that he can't do.

At the same time, the martial god Murong Yan looked at Seng Zheng with a little disdain and pity in his eyes.

The name of the demon god, although it is high-end and high-grade, although it is the highest combat power in the world, but in fact it is just a puppet of world consciousness.

In the forbidden world, even ordinary magicians are more comfortable and free than demon gods.

"Look for death!" Martial God Murong Yan's disdainful and pitiful gaze seemed to touch a certain string in Seng Zheng's heart, and suddenly made Seng Zheng's eternal compassionate smile disappear, and at this moment, the cruel killing intent in Seng Zheng's eyes boiled.

"Boom!" The blood-colored spear was dotted, the air boiled violently, and began to gradually dye red, and wisps of blood-colored coercion swept through the air, and where it passed, the space shattered and was crushed into pieces.

Martial God Murong Yan's long sword is in the sky, compared to the terrifying power of Seng Zheng, Martial God Murong Yan and the sword weapon are too ordinary except for the ultimate beauty, just a sword straight out, it is a sword to break ten thousand laws, any terrible offensive under the sword of the martial god Murong Yan is defeated.

"Dang!" With a huge sound of gold and iron, the tip of the sword and the tip of the spear collided together in an instant, and the martial god Murong Yan and the monk were like two powerful gods fighting on the earth, and the terrifying force that was enough to collapse the world pushed both of them back a few steps, and the space was shattered under their feet, and there was a rumbling sound.

The murderous aura is monstrous, the strength is unparalleled, the sword qi is in the air, light and agile, in just a moment, they have already exchanged hundreds of moves with each other, and the movements are as fast as lightning, piercing the air.

The aftermath of the fight between the two directly bulldozed countless mountains, for this forbidden world that has been enhanced by the game life contest I don't know how many times, the fight between these two people is simply a big disaster, and one carelessness may be the end of the entire earth being shattered.

Compared to the Sword Cultivator Anonymous and the Demon God Niangniang and others who have already defeated outer space, the Martial God Murong Yan and Seng Zheng, who are still fighting on the earth, the damage to the earth is really too great.

Everywhere they passed, the heavens and the earth were destroyed, the chickens and dogs were not left, and all things were destroyed.

Everyone watching the battle was shocked, especially those magicians who had never seen the Demon God shoot, they could actually see this level of battle, compared to them, they and others were really ordinary, such combat power was enough to be respected in the Illusory Realm, compared to these two people, those magicians were too ordinary.

In addition to the existence of some super special secret methods, in such a level of battle, ordinary magicians do not say that they will participate in the battle, even if they are affected, there will be no bones left.

"Zheng!" In a short period of time, the two sides have exchanged more than a thousand moves, and each move of the Martial God Murong Yan is almost not too gorgeous except for the aesthetic excesses, just a sword straight out, but it is always the attack on the monk that must be saved, so that he can not launch a large-scale attack on the Martial God Murong Yan at all.

To the horror of Seng Zheng, he found that he was actually suppressed, and the arms above his extraordinary body were a little numb, and it was not the kind of numbness that could be eliminated in an instant with the power of the six crosses of his divine realm.

Martial God Murong Yan's sword weapon is not only light and agile, but also contains incomparable power in light and agile.

Sunflower gathering, plum blossom easy tendon, peach blossom washing pith, three flowers gather top, five qi Chaoyuan. It's Qi that is practiced.

However, Murong Yan, the martial god, practiced not only qi, but also muscles and bones on the outside, and breath on the inside. In that beautiful body, there is a supreme power, a great power that can open mountains and seas.

"Boom!" A metallic trill rose from the sky, rushing into the sky, the martial god Murong Yan did not give Seng Zheng a chance to breathe, and a sword stabbed past from the place where Seng Zheng must be saved, the incomparably agile sword weapon, with supreme power, tearing the void, slashing the heavens and the earth, with supreme power, the sword, crushed towards Seng Zheng.

There are no fancy sword moves, no fancy tricks, and the sword skills in the realm of Martial God Murong Yan have always been so direct and decisive. There were no sword moves at all. Just basic sword moves.

However, even if it was a basic sword move, in the hands of the martial god Murong Yan, it had great power to destroy the heavens and the earth and swept towards the monk who was like a hellish ghost.

"Dang!" The monk had no choice but to meet him, and at this time he could not show the slightest weakness. There is no way to show weakness.

Every blow of the martial god Murong Yan was aimed at the fatal part of Seng Zheng, aiming at the most uncomfortable position of Seng Zheng. Whether it's defending or counterattacking, it's a very, very uncomfortable position.

However, no matter how uncomfortable it is, the monk must also take it.

Because, if you can't take it, it's death, it's fall.

At this moment, in the face of such strength and skill, the monk has no other way.

The monk was fighting against the martial god Murong Yan like this, and he was completely forced by the martial god Murong Yan, and the martial god Murong Yan's sword and sword were beautiful, fast and ruthless, so that he hardly had any respite.

Now, the monk is discovering and realizing that he is careless. He was bewildered by Murong Yan's beautiful face and tall and slender curvy body.

Martial God Murong Yan's sword weapon, although one move is very simple, but it can't be ignored, Martial God Murong Yan can take the monk is one move without dying, but if the monk is slashed by the martial god Murong Yan, he will have to be chopped to death.

Powerful and powerful, with the power to kill the demon god.

After fighting so many moves, Seng Zheng can be regarded as having figured it out, the beautiful body of the martial god Murong Yan, who is very confused, is too strong, and he doesn't know what kind of special physique it is, so he is already a little afraid to fight against the martial god Murong Yan.

The two demon gods watching the battle from a distance were also stunned, this had just begun, and this battle was completely unexpected by them, not only was it not Seng Zheng who had the upper hand, but the martial god Murong Yan, and the martial god Murong Yan gradually suppressed Seng Zheng.

"What kind of physique is this alien invader, how can it be so terrifying, I see that Seng Zheng doesn't even dare to accept her moves, the spear and her sword are just a touch and leave, even so, I see that Seng Zheng's hands are still trembling! You must know that the strength of the Sangha's body is recognized among us. ”

"It shouldn't be a special physique, it's a person, it's a person who has been trained countless times, it's really terrifying, it can train the physical body of an ordinary person into such a powerful body, and even the Buddha body is not an opponent!"

Looking at Murong Yan, the martial god who was pressing down on the monk, the two demon gods who were watching the battle sighed softly.

Listening to the emotion of the two demon gods, even the monk with great compassion and great mercy has an urge to kill.

Pig teammates! Don't you see that you're about to be killed???? (To be continued.) )