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I have a halberd that can destroy the enemy of the world.

Although the voice was soft, it was clearly transmitted throughout the entire Xuantian City.

How domineering is this?

And how rampant?

He doesn't seem to have the world in his eyes at all.

Today was originally a day when Lushan had unlimited scenery, joining one of the three major and four-grade forces, and the scenery was infinite, but I never thought that it would make the boy famous in a fight.

He, who was only in his twenties, was just a Yuanying cultivator, but he was able to cross several great realms in a row and kill a demi-saint-level powerhouse.

Yuan infant kills half saints.

They haven't even heard of it, they haven't even heard of it!

Don't say a demi-saint.

Even if it was the Yuan Infant Killing Cave Ruins, they had never heard of it.

He is the first of its kind in the ages.

It turns out that sometimes, the realm, really can't represent everything.

Mo Tianxing is a good example.

Countless female cultivators looked at the peerless figure in mid-air, and their beautiful eyes could be described as colorful ripples.

"It would be nice to marry him!"

This is the common thought in the hearts of countless female nuns.

"He's victorious!" Yin Qing cried with joy: "Even the Half-Saint is not his opponent, and besides, without using that terrifying long sword, that is to say, his combat power is comparable to that of a real Titled Saint." ”

Long Ling'er nodded subconsciously, her eyes were red, and she said coquettishly: "This guy is worried about death!"

This battle can be described as ups and downs.

Yuan infant to half saint.

It was supposed to be crushed.

But he never thought that it was the Yuanying monk who won in the end.

is different from Yin Qing.

Whether it's Qin Yuefang or Chu Xinlian.

At this moment, the two of them almost didn't disperse directly.

"How is it possible, how is it possible, the sect master is a half-saint, a powerful existence that has comprehended a trace of the power of the law, how can he be defeated? How can he be defeated? This is absolutely impossible, impossible ......"

Qin Yuefang muttered to herself and kept shaking her head, as if she couldn't believe the scene in front of her.

Chu Xinlian is no better.

The whole person's face was as white as a dead man's face.

She also couldn't believe that their sect master was actually defeated like that, and moreover, she was still dead, her soul was scattered, and she was wiped out!

Just when the two of them were thinking like this, Mo Tianxing's gaze suddenly fell on the two of them.

The two of them seemed to have sensed something, and suddenly their bodies trembled involuntarily, and they didn't even dare to raise their heads.

I only heard Mo Tianxing speak: "Chu Xinlian, Qin Yuefang, are you still satisfied with the result now?"

As he spoke, his mind moved, and the eight primordial babies turned into streamers and submerged into his body.

Then, he stepped out, and in the blink of an eye, he had already come to the top of Qin Yuefang's two heads, looking at the two of them condescendingly.

Satisfied?

How could they possibly be satisfied.

They want Mo Tianxing to die!

But he never thought that this guy would directly kill the sect master.

At this moment, if the two want to say that they don't regret it, it's fake.

If they had known that Mo Tianxing was so terrifying, why did they provoke Mo Tianxing?

If, and if, they will definitely not provoke Mo Tianxing.

It's a pity that in this world, there has never been a if.

Therefore, the two could only be silent, and even did not dare to reply.

Back to what?

Begging for mercy?

Even if they beg for mercy, Mo Tianxing, will he let them go?

The answer is obvious, by no means.

"Since there is nothing to say, then go and die!"

For these two people, Mo Tianxing didn't have a good impression at all, at that moment, he raised his hand directly, and suddenly, a ray of flame appeared from his palm.

When the flames appeared, it was as if they had fallen into gasoline, and they swelled wildly, turning into a giant hand and levitating high in the air.

The scorching heat seemed to ignite the void, with heart-palpitating energy fluctuations.

Magical powers, heavenly flames burn the hands.

Qin Yuefang and Chu Xinlian's faces suddenly changed, and they all spoke: "Mo Tianxing, do you really want to kill them all?"

Mo Tianxing didn't say a word.

The palm of his hand flipped over, and suddenly, the huge palm that was originally grasping towards the sky suddenly flipped over and grabbed directly towards the two people below.

"No ......"

Chu Xinlian and Qin Yuefang let out a terrible roar.

It's a pity.

Everything is a foregone conclusion.

When Mo Tianxing's palm fell, the bodies of the two of them, directly under the flames, turned into two wisps of green smoke and completely disappeared without a trace.

Destroy the Twin Holy Maidens.

Whether it's Shangguan Yudie or Dongfang Yu, both of them are very happy at the moment.

Fortunately, they are not Mo Tianxing's enemies, but friends.

Otherwise, I am afraid that they will have to be added to those who die today.

One thought of heaven, one thought of hell, nothing more than that. ！

If it weren't for Chu Xinlian and the others targeting Mo Tianxing everywhere, the two would not have died.

"His growth speed is too fast, when he was in the Holy Heavenly City, he was only in the realm of heaven and man, but now, he is already a Yuanying monk, and he is a Yuanying monk who can kill half-saints, if the sect master knows that he has such potential, it is estimated that when he first comes to the Mountain and River Sect, he will be personally received by the sect master, but unfortunately, everything is a foregone conclusion. Shangguan Yudie sighed: "As long as he doesn't die, in the future, this Western Barbarian, or even the entire Hongtian Continent, may not have a place for him." ”

"He's an eagle, already, beginning to spread his wings, prepare, soar into the sky. ”

Hearing this, Dongfang Yu nodded in agreement: "Yes, but, this guy, people are too strong, you must know, it is too rigid and easy to break!"

"He can kill a demi-saint, and he may not be the opponent of a true saint. ”

Shangguan Yudie didn't answer these words, but subconsciously looked at the long sword.

If you add that long sword, Mo Tianxing, I'm afraid he can fight the saint, right?

Still, despite this, she said nothing.

For Mo Tianxing, she really can't guess.

Because this guy must not be treated with common sense.

An ordinary genius can kill the Yuan Infant when he is in the realm of heaven and man?

An ordinary genius can condense eight Yuan Babies with different attributes?

An ordinary genius can use Yuanying cultivation to kill a half-saint-level powerhouse?

All of this shows that Mo Tianxing must not be measured with common sense.

Therefore, she couldn't determine whether the other party had the strength to fight against the real Titled Sage.

With the cultivation of the Yuan Infant, kill the half-saints.

The news is out.

The West Man shook.

Mo Tianxing's name, for the first time, resounded throughout the entire Xiban region, and even had a tendency to spread to other regions.

......

"Isn't it? Yuan Infant killed the Half-Saint? Hehe, this joke, that's not funny at all. ”

"It's true, my brother saw it with his own eyes, and it is said that the battle was torn apart. ”

"Hehe, you don't want to think about this kind of thing, is it possible?"

"Yuan Ying, how can you defeat the Half-Saint, even if you can defeat it, you can still kill it?"

"It seems that someone is just spreading false news, and it is absolutely fake news. ”

"Fake news, I'm not afraid to tell you, this incident is what I saw with my own eyes......"

Such a conversation takes place in every corner of the Western Barbarian Land.

The battle of Xuantian City has become the talk of countless monks after dinner.

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