"If you're going to keep stirring up, maybe I'll change my mind. "King Tianwu said.

The big head scallion flattened his mouth, and said pitifully: "If you don't give your strength, you will say it clearly, and you will threaten people." ”

The Heavenly Martial King directly grabbed the big green onion and laughed, he didn't even need the instructions of the big green onion, he rushed out directly in the direction where they left, and the keen feeling and super fast speed made the big green onion frightened and hurriedly hugged the body of the Heavenly Martial King, so he didn't fall down.

As soon as the wind started, there was a bang, and the Heavenly Martial King had already galloped away, even if he was sandwiched by a person, but Ouyang Yun's speed was only barely catching up, and he couldn't help but sigh with emotion, I don't know what kind of strength this Heavenly Martial King is.

It seems that even his father's momentum is weaker than his.

......

Zhuo Tianfan felt that he had flown hundreds of kilometers, in front of him, there was no even a populated city, only a large area of barren trees remained, and among the distant mountain peaks, there was a huge roar, and the flames rose to the sky in the light, and on the mountain, huge earth and stones seemed to be shot out by cannons. Each stone was the size of a normal human, and it was directly smashed into the mountains in the distance, and pieces of flowers flew in an instant.

And at this moment, Zhuo Tianfan suddenly heard a loud noise in the sky, followed by a thunderous thunder that shook the universe, and then a black figure slowly appeared in the sky, he was like a black fire, a black flame that could burn everything, his dagger was still shining in his hand, in the dark, the cold voice was as cold as iron: "Crazy, have you beaten me?"

Above the sky, another figure appeared, like a dreamlike figure, but he had no wisdom at all, he was just laughing instinctively, his long hair danced in the wind, and the red light had already shown purple flames, Zhuo Tianfan was shocked in his heart, this is the performance of extreme Gang Zhiyan training to the extreme, ten levels, or even the peak of ten levels.

Zhuo Tianfan's body leaned forward again, but suddenly found that he couldn't get in anymore, here, there seemed to be a thin wall, a protective cover-like thing, his body was three inches forward, but it popped directly back a few meters away, he wanted to move forward, but the protective shield made by the tenth-level force made him powerless.

Taking out the anti-sky, the eighth-level power on Zhuo Tianfan's body rose suddenly, and the anti-heaven was like a sharp dagger, poking into the protective cover, and then directly tearing it open, Zhuo Tianfan's figure suddenly appeared in the entire mountain range.

And at this moment, he suddenly wanted to bounce back, the coercion here was too strong, and the battle fluctuations of the two tenth-level Martial Emperors were too strong.

Now it was just the confrontation between the two Martial Emperors, but it had already given Zhuo Tianfan a feeling of sluggish breathing, especially with his physical fitness, the muscles that were like mountains still felt a sharp cutting feeling. Suffocation, intense suffocation.

This is an unprecedented excitement, not even the battle between the Earth Martial King and Ouyang Badao back then, he suddenly felt that his current self was full of enthusiasm. This is an indescribable feeling, but it is like something burning the blood in his body, this is a kind of fighting **, even with such a strong opponent, Zhuo Tianfan still does not have the slightest fear and fear, but instead enhances an impulse to try.

That's the battle!

A man's battle should be to defeat the strong with the weak, and he should challenge the level, or even the challenge, and the more terrifying thing is that he has already challenged the two levels more than once.

Leng Kill smiled suddenly: "Crazy, let's fight!"

The originally crazy man was full of fighting spirit at this time, but his whole person was like a madman, and the rage, internal force, all appeared in his body.

At this moment, the clear gaze in the dim and cloudy eyes was revealed again, and the madman seemed to remember something again, he seemed to remember that he was in a square somewhere, and there was a strong opponent opposite him, and he suddenly felt a very, very painful pain in his head, and the pain made him feel an inhuman feeling.

Now the madman no longer wants to look back on the past that he can't think of, he just thinks about how to vent it.

"Come on, madman. The sound of cold killing came out.

Roar –

The madman roared wildly, his tone was full of lightness and happiness, and all his resentment found an outlet in an instant.

To vent, let's take the life of the opponent in front of you to vent.

The sound of cold killing in the darkness just flickered suddenly, and then disappeared completely.

Zhuo Tianfan's sight was completely gone, only his extraordinary sensitivity seemed to be able to feel a ball of energy in the air moving rapidly, although the direction of this figure moving was very weird, but the final target was obviously still the madman screaming.

"So fast. Zhuo Tianfan couldn't help but exclaim, only then did he secretly rejoice, fortunately, the Earth Martial King and Fire Elder he had met before were the kind of opponents who were tough opponents, and the cold killing in front of him now may not be as powerful as Elder Fire, but if he fought against him, he should have fewer wins and more defeats.

"Whew. Just when Zhuo Tianfan was secretly thinking to himself, a black dagger had suddenly stabbed out of the space, directly stabbing at the madman's brain, and even bringing up a cold ice.

Killer, Supreme Killer, the true strength of cold killing, a Supreme who is good at assassination.

Night, darkness, is where he belongs.

"Want to kill me?" the madman suddenly burst out, even in the face of such pressure, he didn't seem to have any panic, but became extremely angry, and a huge long knife like a closed knife suddenly appeared on his body.

Martial Soul - Flame!

Flame Knife, Rank 10 Martial Soul, in the entire space, a huge Flame Knife that was so huge that it was two hundred meters long appeared in an instant, and the long hair of the madman suddenly floated in the space, like the god of war in the night, and the light of the whole body lit up most of the night sky like a big fireball, and he directly swung out with a knife without observing the surrounding situation at all.

The huge martial soul with a length of two hundred meters suddenly flew out, the heavens and the earth lit up, and the bright red flames dazzled out, directly locking the black dagger in the void, ready to collide together.

Zhuo Tianfan's eyes lit up suddenly, he had never imagined that there would be such a situation, the tip of a huge martial soul with a length of two hundred meters would accurately grasp the tip of a dagger that was only twenty centimeters long in such a way.

At this moment, Zhuo Tianfan couldn't even find the right words to describe such feelings, what kind of tacit understanding with the martial soul was needed.

There is so much difference, but you can still find that point, and you can still meet the enemy accurately.

But Zhuo Tianfan's eyes suddenly lit up again, the cold kill in the air did not fly out upside down, his whole person was still standing in the air, the black dagger had been shattered into powder, and behind the cold kill, a huge black dagger martial spirit with a length of eighty meters appeared, and his face was trembling.

That blow, although he couldn't knock himself away, but the body of the cold kill was not good, after all, the strength of this madman should already be the appearance of the tenth and fifth order, which is four orders higher than himself.

In the air, although the black dagger looked majestic, what made Zhuo Tianfan curious was that such a thing did not even emit a trace of cold air, and at this time, the cold killing body was still slowly taking off.

"Let me show you the Seven Strikes of the Demon Heaven. Smiling proudly, the figure of the cold killing did not disappear this time, but his martial soul was gradually shrinking, shrinking all the time, slowly shrinking from eighty meters to only fifty meters, then forty meters, then thirty meters, and finally only ten meters remained.

A ten-meter dagger should normally be no more than a fifth-level martial spirit, but now Zhuo Tianfan can feel a chill from this small dagger, and his face is full of confidence.

"Maybe my strength is weaker than yours, but if I fight for martial arts, will I still lose to you, a madman?" Leng Kill was arrogant, he didn't die under Ouyang Jinpeng's pursuit back then, how could he die at the hands of such a madman from the Ouyang family?

The dagger conjured up six misty shadows, and in this short distance, Leng Kill's body flew up suddenly, quickly closing the distance between the two, and the six sword shadows quickly and desperately killed towards the madman.

"Haha, okay. The madman's laughter suddenly came out, and his body still stopped in place, as if these sword shadows had nothing to do with him at all, the martial soul disappeared in an instant, and in the next second, the madman's fist suddenly rose a condensed light, the light only wrapped his fist, hard as iron.

Where the iron fist goes, heaven and earth are a lot of discolored.

"Peng!", "Peng!", "Peng!", "Peng!", "Peng!", "Peng!", ......

The six sword shadows were directly smashed by the madman, but his martial soul suddenly rose up at this second, and one slashed towards the cold kill, and a red stream suddenly rose between the heavens and the earth, and the tenth-level Jigang Zhiyan turned into a huge fireball and crashed into the cold kill.

Electrically sparkling and invulnerable.

It was just the blink of an eye, and the huge flame knife and fireball wrapped the space around Leng Kill at the same time, and the space seemed to be compressed, and it suddenly exploded, emitting a thunderous sound.

"Cold kill. Zhuo Tianfan roared, and his body hurriedly stepped forward.

"Little doll. The madman snorted coldly, and between raising his hand, Zhuo Tianfan suddenly felt his heart twitch, and almost instinctively proposed to go against the sky to meet him, and a huge force poured down like a tide, directly smashing out hundreds of meters away.

"What kind of power is this?" Zhuo Tianfan was shocked, but he was even more worried in his heart, under such a power, is there really any hope for Leng Kill to continue to live?

"Tianfan, get out quickly. The sound of cold killing suddenly came out, and his body also came out under the flames, his body had been burned black by the flames, most of his clothes had been burned, and even the corners of his mouth had a faint smile, but his gaze was so firm and so indomitable.

"This is my fight. Please respect me. The arrogance of cold killing has been stimulated by this kind of battle, even in the face of a brother like Zhuo Tianfan, his tone has changed a little.

"Tianfan, get out. Believe me, I'm a cold kill, a supreme cold kill!"

Zhuo Tianfan is not the kind of mother-in-law and mother-in-law: "Then you be careful." After that, the light flashed, and the energy shield arranged by the two people directly crossed the sky and appeared outside the circle.

As soon as he came out, he immediately felt that his breathing was relaxed, but the whole cavity was still worried about the cold killing in the air.

And at this time, he could no longer keep his composure, because when he left, the momentum of the cold killing in front of him had completely changed, and what appeared in his hand was no longer his martial spirit, no longer the huge black dagger, but a long knife.

A knife of slaughter that unleashes a billowing murderous aura.

Three-foot Qingfeng, the whole body is black, dark like a cold light murderous aura, a fierce murderous aura, the blade is as cold as iron, and the zigzag blade is bubbling with cold light, as long as it is cut by such a knife, it will be a bloody flower immediately.

Black knife, black man, black internal force, black murderous aura.

Zhuo Tianfan suddenly shouted: "Cold killing, no." ”

How could he not see that the cold killing knife was already full of mortal faith, and he would protect himself with his life.

Even if this knife is enough to kill the madman, once it is discovered by the Wuhun Palace, then, the life of the cold kill will no longer be retained.

Moreover, this is a tenth-level person, a tenth-level cold kill, with the Tiger Kang Sword, the supreme killer of the Shadow Hall.

Isn't it Ming Feng?

All these things are so consistent with Ming Feng.

"Seven Strikes of the Demon Sky. Leng Kill's body slowly flew up, coming to a height of five hundred meters above the madman, his voice slowly came out through the atmosphere, and a cold murderous aura quickly pressed into the entire space, even Zhuo Tianfan outside the arena even trembled under such a momentum.

"The first blow, the devil's thunder. His hand suddenly shook the long knife, and the light was outward, and the whole person was full of infinite battle intent.

With a knife out, the momentum was steep, and the cold killing looked up to the sky and roared: "Tianfan, if I die, you will destroy Ouyang!"

The sword light flew directly out of nearly a thousand meters, and an equally cold murderous aura emanated from the long knife of cold killing. The two killers instantly had a tacit understanding, although this was the first time that Leng Kill had used the Tiger Kang Knife, he didn't feel any discomfort, and even had a feeling of intimacy, which could even be compared to his own martial soul.

What kind of feeling is this, the internal force poured out, all of which exploded through the Tiger Sword, and went towards the madman in a daze.

The madman directly felt that the entire space seemed to be surrounded by such a sword light, and the momentum of the whole person suddenly increased to the extreme, and there was no longer any trace of internal strength, the peak power of the tenth and fifth orders.

Roar –

"Who am I. "I don't know why, at such a critical time, the madman's mouth came out of such a voice again, and his movements suddenly became wide open and closed, incomparably solemn, incomparably calm, incomparably arrogant.

The huge martial soul, the Blazing Sun Knife rushed into the sky, straight up to the sharp weapon divine weapon above, at this moment, even if he was already crazy, but the strong and fierce aura still made the madman mobilize all the power in his body in an instant.

Boom –

Cold killing the whole person is like a star in the night sky, emitting thousands of shining rays of light, in the thick of the night, the tiger sword emitted a completely different effect from when it was in Zhuo Tianfan's hands, killing, slaughtering, as if the battlefield of the two instantly turned into a Shura field of thousands of horses and thousands of troops, and the entire space seemed to exude a strong and pungent smell of blood.

Leng Kill's body paused slightly, and then his voice came out again: "Second blow, Demon Heaven Break." ”

The long knife fell to the ground like a star, enveloping all living beings in Vientiane, the pervasive knife qi instantly emitted, and the body of the cold killing flew up wildly in the loud bang, and suddenly it was like a lurking cheetah killing with one blow in the light and shadow, the long knife was directed, and the void was full of cold murderous aura, diffusing and dissipating, even if he was outside the circle, Zhuo Tianfan felt his body tremble.

With a flower in front of him, the two figures collided together again, flying all over the sky, and even the protective shield trembled violently, and a scratch like a moat split in an instant, and then instantly fused.

"The third blow, Demon Sky Kill. ”......

The move does not wait to be used, the cold killing hands hold the knife, the muscles on the arm are as high as the granite, in the third move, he finally used the energy of the body itself, and under this blow, Zhuo Tianfan finally saw the trick of a killer.

The previous two moves were full of internal force, and the energy would explode in an instant, but this blow was completely opposite.

Demon Sky Kill, there is no energy fluctuation, but the figure of Cold Kill is fluctuating rapidly in the air, he is like the most agile leopard, always will make the most correct behavior at the most appropriate time, the whole space seems to be full of invisible reefs, Cold Kill's movements are very strange, it seems that every step of his step has identified a position, and the whole person is completely acting in an unpredictable direction.

The black light suddenly rose, and Leng Kill smiled slightly: "Supreme Leng Kill, die!"

In the blink of an eye, the cold kill had reappeared, and the Tiger Kang Knife did not have the slightest fluctuation of internal force, and instantly blasted towards the madman in front of him.

The murderous aura was blowing, the madman's eyes were instantly clear, and the martial soul was directly dispersed, just like the first move.

It's just that the previous dagger has been replaced by the current Tiger Sword.

The madman is very confident, and the first move directly blasts out the cold kill. So what if you change your weapon now?" With a loud roar of cold killing, a violent tiger roar suddenly came out of the long knife, and what made people feel even more terrifying was that at this moment, blood appeared on the exposed skin of cold killing in an instant, too much strength, too strong energy made his body reach the limit in an instant, and in order to cooperate with the tiger, he could only hold back.

Grit your teeth and insist.

"Smack!"

The Tiger Knife swung straight down, directly slamming into the Flame Knife with a violent and extreme sound.

The madman's body was viciously pumped out like a punching bag. On his body, a wound 30 centimeters long was bubbling outward, and he was still injured.

Zhuo Tianfan's heart twitched violently, his attention was completely focused on Leng Kill's body, he didn't want Leng Kill to be hurt at all, and at this moment, Leng Skill's whole person was surrounded by blood, and his whole body was full of frightening red, and the corners of his mouth were even more bloody, and the blood stains made him look a little embarrassed, but even more charming.

"Roar, strong. The madman's body slowly improved, and he suddenly smiled: "You actually let me find the feeling I used to have, come on, use all your strength to kill me." ”

Now Leng Kill has become a bloody man, and it can even be said that his whole body is bubbling with crazy blood, at this moment, no one knows what Leng Kill is thinking in his heart, his gaze is so deep, and he has repeatedly vented all his strength to the Tiger Kang Knife, even the iron man can't stand it, in fact, the last time, he doesn't want to use the power of his body, after all, the demand for the Tiger Kang Knife is so huge, and the oppression of the Tiger Kang Knife will make his body that is not the top collapse down.

But with two blows in a row, the internal force needs to be turned, and when the third blow is issued, Leng Kill even feels that his whole person is about to soften, and his whole body can only be supported by a force of thought before he can deliver that amazing blow.

Leng Kill laughed: "You are very strong." ”

"Boom. The madman laughed.

"If you take my next blow, then you win. The cold smile was reined in, his person was full of the majestic momentum of immortality, at this moment, he was the sky, he was the earth, and he was the knife.

The murderous aura was cold, falling into the distance through the protective cover arranged by the double tenth level, even if he was outside the circle, Zhuo Tianfan still felt an amazing momentum, he became a little hesitant, and he began to worry about the cold kill.

The Tiger Kang Knife is not as suitable for cold killing as imagined, otherwise it would never only send such an attack, after all, even he can rely on the Tiger Kang Knife and his own martial arts to hit the Earth Martial King.

Tiger sword, the murderous aura of slaughter continued to drift away, and in Zhuo Tianfan's sight, this was not the most embarrassing thing for him, now the cold killing, the black qi of the whole body converged, his arms hung down in a strange posture, and the terrifying length even exceeded his knees strangely. His arms became thin and long, and then, the Tiger Sword suddenly jumped into the air and fell into his hands in an instant.

Holding the knife in his right hand and protecting the knife in his left hand, the light rose, and in Zhuo Tianfan's sight, the blood that was originally boiling and overflowing fell into the tiger sword exaggeratedly, and suddenly, like a fountain, the blood in the whole body rose suddenly.

Cold Kill suddenly rose with a feeling of blood connection, at this moment, he finally felt the amazing aura of the Tiger Kang Knife, the slaughtering qi and his own black qi began to mix, and began to slowly merge, although this is an extremely long process, but in this case, Cold Kill has no choice.

Either you die or I die.

"Seven strikes from the Demon Sky, the seventh blow, the Demon Sky Explosion. The cold voice of the cold killing suddenly shook the air, and there was even a crisp sound of "popping" between the cold killing muscles and bones in the thin air, and he had reached the peak.

The madman on the opposite side suddenly became so normal, his gaze became extremely belligerent, cold, fiery, and strangely appeared in his eyes, purple Extreme Gang to Flame, the highest strength of the tenth rank and fifth order.

At the peak, the wound became scorched, and even gave off the smell of barbecue.

"Actually, it's enough to be so strong. Haha, be tougher, it looks like I can remember something. The madman's laughter was filled with excitement, and he laughed loudly, his gaze fixed on the cold kill.

(End of chapter)