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"Kill me?"

Zhaowu's eyes flashed with brilliance, and he sneered again and again, and his words did not hide the meaning of sarcasm, contempt, and ridicule. Read the website

It seemed like the best joke he'd ever heard.

"A waste with thirteen souls, enough to shock all the monks in the Dark God Domain, but the inferior realm of the gods is also trying to kill a genius like me, who is a god of the four turns?

Zhaowu's words are so intimidating, with boundless domineering, every sentence is like a powerful force, which wants to shock into Zhou Yan's body, let Zhou Yan be suppressed alive and unable to fight back, and die of humiliation in front of Lin Hui.

This word and sentence is already full of the general trend of swallowing mountains and rivers, and when a word is spoken, it is like a huge mountain suppressed, and the coercion of the momentum is actually used by him extremely skillfully.

"Whoa—"

Suddenly, a blood-colored sword suddenly flew out diagonally against Zhou Yan's body, and landed on the formation pattern of the light array, and the formation pattern burst out with a blazing and dazzling light.

The light rebounded, killing Zhou Yan with a more ferocious and ruthless attack.

Like a pole, the sound of "swish" has already been killed in front of Zhou Yan's eyes.

If you can't react in time, under this move, you will immediately turn into ashes and be killed instantly.

When this Zhaowu spoke, he actually used such a ruthless killing method without mercy.

It was also because of the ferocity and ruthlessness of this battle, Zhou Yan's formation lit up with a blazing light, attracting endless monks to look at this place.

Zhaowu's face sank, as if he never thought that the power of his words before could not suppress Zhou Yan, so that the follow-up murderous move was actually seen by many monks.

Zhaowu's face was gloomy, but he didn't care, he just hoped that Zhou Yan would die immediately, so that even if Zhou Yan was an inner disciple, he would have lost all his value if he died. The worthless inner monk is naturally incomparable to a true disciple like him and a monk with someone behind him.

This matter is naturally well suppressed.

It's a pity.

The killing move that was close to Zhou Yan suddenly seemed to be distorted, and it was directly deflected, and it hit the rune ancient array again, and the ancient array was shocked, and a part of it was actually killed into a vacuum, and a piece of the formation pattern turned into ashes.

The formation here derives the space, and its strength is very remarkable. Now that it was destroyed in one fell swoop, Zhou Yan, who knew the formation, couldn't help but look a little solemn, and his eyes shrank.

The monks who watched the battle all changed color, this kind of attack, momentum suppression, killing moves hidden, and even rebound and destroy, it is simply impossible to prevent and avoid.

Moreover, this kind of attack is indeed too vicious and sharp.

This kind of attack, with the same realm cultivators, few people can resist it, but after Zhaowu made a move, he didn't care about Zhou Yan's realm at all, and actually raised the strength of his soul again, and at the same time used his powerful divine spirit to force Zhou Yan in the realm of four turns, forming a powerful suppression in the realm.

The realm is exceeded, the status is exceeded, and at the soul level, Zhaowu also feels that he is much stronger than Zhou Yan.

In such a situation, Zhaowu made a vicious move, and his eyes completely showed a sense of superiority that dominated the lives of others.

"It's just an ant, kill it!"

Zhaowu's eyes showed such arrogance and disdain.

There was only one meaning in his gaze.

"You're damned!"

Zhou Yan's eyes condensed, and after flashing this Zhaowu attack, he shouted coldly.

Zhou Yan's divine body vaguely exuded a powerful power of qi and blood, and his eyes were cold, exuding a breathtaking light.

"Boom!"

Zhaowu just sneered, he cast a powerful domain rule in one fell swoop, half dark and half light, light and darkness intertwined, forming a chaotic space, the space exuded a terrifying aura, as if to choose people and devour, devour a qiē.

"Field coverage!"

Zhaowu shouted.

He wants to cover Zhou Yan's domain with the domain, completely crush and torture Zhou Yan, and then smash Zhou Yan's domain.

He felt that the ant in front of him seemed to make him really angry.

Zhou Yan faced this kind of domain coverage, but he did not dodge or dodge, and directly controlled his own domain to collide with the past.

At this time, Zhaowu took another sword to kill, carrying a powerful momentum and coercion.

Zhou Yan punched out, directly using the fist intent of the divine body to directly confront Zhaowu's sword light.

All the monks watching the battle had a ridiculous feeling that Zhou Yan was crazy. Only if you are crazy, will you use your fist to face Zhaowu's artifact!

Some of the monks exclaimed, unable to understand. There are also some monks who just stand by and want to see what the outcome of this battle is.

Some monks even wanted to see how miserable Zhou Yan would die.

There are also some monks who can't bear to witness, after all, although Zhou Yan's realm and talent are poor, but between Zhaowu's shots, Zhou Yan also carried it, it seems that it is not as bad as the low realm he showed Xiàn, and it can be regarded as a masterpiece, if it falls, it will be a pity.

The corners of Zhaowu's mouth showed an indescribable mockery, like Zhou Yan's approach, which was tantamount to hitting a stone with an egg.

Under his powerful realm, in his invincible sword path, no matter what realm or cultivation the other party is, he will have to die.

"Hum—"

The void shook slightly.

The sound of "poof" suddenly appeared, resounding in all directions.

The fist shadow manifested by Zhou Yan's fist intent did not shatter, but after a dull sound, Zhaowu's sword was so hard that it flew upside down, and when it was shocked back to Zhaowu's side, it suddenly 'poof' and turned into a piece of powder.

The monks of the Heavenly Sword Sect who were concerned about this battle were all moved almost instantly, and their eyes suddenly widened, as if they had seen the most incredible scene.

There were even monks who were so shocked that they were petrified.

In the Dark God Domain, everyone has the same physique, but they never develop the strength of their physique.

Zhou Yan comprehended a few hidden divine fragments, and after refining, the divine body went to a higher level and had great power.

In the battle with Zhaowu, Zhou Yan took out the power of flesh and blood to forcibly smash Zhaowu's weapon, reflecting the invincible and powerful physical strength of the real Chaos Sword Body.

Not only that, after the physical side smashed Zhaowu's artifact with one punch, Zhou Yan's domain suddenly erupted at the moment when it was covered by the opponent's domain.

Dragon Soul, Xingyi, Dark God Domain!

The dragon breathes, and the flames are everywhere.

"Hum—"

Heaven and earth were covered with flames, and the powerful realm of form and meaning was like a giant wolf in the wild sea, like a heaven-devouring divine beast.

In an instant, it was like a crush, like a kind of destruction.

Zhaowu's realm was instantly like an ice sculpture being forcefully crushed, and dense rune cracks directly appeared.

Then there were more and more cracks, and suddenly they shattered when people were caught off guard.

The first realm is shattered, the second realm is then shattered, and the third realm of fusion is also shattered.

Zhou Yan didn't make a move, and when he made a move, he was completely ruthless, and when Zhaowu Shi showed the triple realm, he smashed it all in one fell swoop.

The shattering of the realm is equivalent to the destruction of the Dao foundation and the loss of cultivation, which is an extremely miserable ending.

But such an ending is not the end of this battle.

A qiē, all happen in an instant.

The Zhaowu realm shattered, and there was a miserable scream, and a look of horror finally appeared in his eyes.

Because at this moment, the ants in his eyes seemed to have undergone a divine transformation, showing a shocking change.

Zhou Yan's body, bones, and blood were all condensed together, and the whole person was like a sword, a sword that had been unsheathed.

The shape of the dragon soul, the emperor's sword body.

The sword of the dragon was struck in an instant.

"Whoa—"

The style of that sword, no one can say.

But that sword shocked all the monks who watched the battle.

Because in the Heavenly Sword Sect, most of them practice swordsmanship.

And after looking at this sword, almost all the monks felt that the sword path they cultivated, that is, pediatrics, was insignificant.

Only Zhou Yan's kendo is the real kendo.

Only Zhou Yan's sword path is the way of the emperor!

"Poof—"

Zhaowu's head was suddenly stabbed by a sword, and with a 'poof' sound, it turned into a piece of flesh and blood.

This sword pierced Zhaowu's head and shattered Zhaowu's soul.

A sword came out and instantly destroyed Zhaowu, shattering it like a corpse in ten thousand pieces.

But that's not the end.

With a twist of the sword light, the Xuanyuan sword suddenly slashed towards Na Lin Hui.

Lin Hui exclaimed, her beautiful eyes showing endless shock, and she was frightened for a moment.

But in such a frightened gaze, Lin Hui's head suddenly 'poofed' and turned into a piece of flesh and blood.

She didn't have time to scream, and her soul was instantly shattered by a sword.

Her headless body fell to the ground with a bang, and it took a long time for blood to gush from her neck, but her body was still twitching, and it didn't seem to be dead.

But in fact, Lin Hui was already dead, and his soul was shattered.

"Shhhh

Seeing such a method, the monks all gasped, and their eyes looking at Zhou Yan were suddenly extremely frightened and jealous, on the void light platform, no one dared to approach, but they were far away from many distances.

No one jumped out to accuse Zhou Yan.

No one jumped out to continue the challenge.

In the void of the array, there were two broken corpses lying in the void, blood and blood were full of mist.

Zhou Yan's eyes were calm, and after retracting the sword, he hung it on his waist as if nothing had happened.

This kind of calmness is not pretended, but a natural calmness.

And the monk who saw this scene gasped again in his heart, only to feel cold in the face of this person.

"Sneer—"

Suddenly, another delicate figure landed down, it was a beautiful and charming woman in a blue gauze skirt.

It was undulating, thick and calm, but it carried an astonishing anger and murderous intent.

"It's good that you inner disciple is a great rebellion, killing the true disciple and the core disciple, your crime is unforgivable, and it is not a pity to die! This time, on behalf of the sect, I will slaughter you, a beast that ignores the rules of the sect!"

The woman spoke and gritted her teeth, with awe-inspiring hatred.

The charm between his eyebrows is the same as that of Zhaowu.

Zhou Yan stared at the woman indifferently, snorted coldly, and said, "What are you? If you want to die, just shoot!"

"Senior Brother Zhou Yan, you are actually on this side of the battlefield? Senior Brother Zhou Yan, it is the first time in the history of the Dark God Domain that you have overfulfilled the promotion of the Purgator God-level to a three-star level. You have been favored by Elder Feng and accepted as a true disciple. Junior Brother Zhou Yan, you can go with our sisters to see Master. ”

At this moment, the void suddenly flickered, and two identical women in colorful clothes with light wings and wings fell from the sky and landed in this phalanx. The two of them turned a blind eye to the two dead bodies.

"Feng Cailing, Feng Caixuan, the two of you, are you trying to interfere in my Zhaoyun's battle?!"

The woman who looked at Zhou Yan coldly was just about to use a forcible killing method, but she was suddenly interrupted, and she was immediately annoyed and angry.

"Interference, what? Zhao Yun, do you want to kill the true disciple that Elder Fengyunyan fancies? If so, please do it, we will watch from the sidelines!"

The voice of the woman with light wings and wings in colorful clothes was sarcastic, and she said disdainfully.

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