"You're all going to die!"

Liang Ming's eyes were full of madness, and even burned with a scorching light. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoAt that moment, it was as if there was no room for anything in his eyes other than killing.

"This is a madman!" many people suddenly felt shudder at such a thought in their hearts.

Many people who have experienced the land of the death of the gods, looking at Liang Ming who is in a state of madness at the moment, feel even more, and they involuntarily move their steps back, and even look at Liang Ming with more awe and fear.

"Trick up the mystery!" Fang Tong, who had calmed down, said with some disdain, and then his figure flashed, and he took a step closer to Liang Ming.

"Truly...... But that's it!" Facing Liang Ming at this moment, although Jiang Zuokun was a little uncertain, he was not willing to wait any longer.

Take advantage of his illness and ask for his life! Whether it is Jiang Zuokun or Fang Tong, they all know that this moment is when Liang Ming is the weakest, and they will definitely not let go of such a good opportunity.

"Kill!"

"Suffer death!"

After the last cooperation, Jiang Zuokun and Fang Tong seemed to be more intimate and intimate, the two glanced at each other, and killed Liang Ming at the same time again.

As Jiang Zuokun played out the magic tricks in his hand one by one, a huge red sun appeared in the sky again, followed by a round of black crescent moon, in addition, there were countless stars, Dousu, arranged in the air, and the momentum was several times more powerful than at the beginning, directly submerging Liang Ming completely.

At the same time, above Fang Tong's head, a colorful lightsaber was condensed, trembling constantly, as if he wanted to choose someone to devour. And every shaking of the seven-colored lightsaber would ripple round after round, exuding bursts of chilling killing intent.

When Fang Tong pointed his finger at Liang Ming, the lightsaber suddenly stopped shaking, rose from the sky, and slashed down on the top of Liang Ming's head.

"Liang Ming is going to die this time!" someone was gloating.

"It's a pity ......"

"Genius of genius, alas......" Some people sighed, only thinking that creation makes people.

"Even if Liang Ming dies this time, he will be able to live forever! The younger generation, no one can stand out!"

“......”

Under the strongest joint attack of Fang Tong and Jiang Zuokun, no one thought that Liang Ming would be able to escape, so he was even more regretful and helpless. This time, Liang Ming's combat effectiveness, not to mention the ordinary elite and Tianjiao, even Lei Xuan Twelve is definitely not as good as him.

Many people looked at Liang Ming in the middle of the storm, and almost only his faint figure and crazy killing intent were left in their eyes. At this moment, Liang Ming looks so weak, but it makes people have an indescribable feeling, that is, no one can ignore his existence! At this time, he is the sky! He is the earth! He is the master!

"Slash the gods!"

Liang Ming's voice was soft, so light that it was almost inaudible. But it was very heavy, like thunder! When these two words sounded, many people's faces were already as pale as earth, and their souls seemed to be suddenly emptied.

Immediately afterwards, I saw a flash of knife light.

Bright! Bright as the sun, even 10,000 times brighter than the sun! Many people only feel that their eyes hurt, and they are in a temporary blindness in an instant.

Fast as lightning, even faster than lightning, simply beyond the limits of time and space. On the Lei Xuan Continent, no one had ever seen such a fast knife and such an incredible sword light.

God! It's no longer the sky just now, as if a huge opening has opened, and the endless aura of heaven and earth is dancing wildly, closely following behind the sword light, and even pushing the sword light to destroy the withering and decaying, and move forward!

The ground was no longer the same as before, a huge ravine was like a shadow, forming below the sword light, and with the sword light it continued to extend into the distance, except for destruction and destruction!

Space is no longer the same space. Wherever the sword light passed, the space was constantly collapsing, breaking layer by layer, wave after wave, forming a continuous chain of destruction.

The murderous intent is pervasive, and all the people feel that they are choked by the hand of death, and life and death seem to be in the palm of a thought.

Beyond that, there is boundless fear, starting from the depths of the heart, moving on to the eyes, limbs, and even the air. It was a tremor that came from the source, and it was impossible to resist and unable to resist.

Despair! Yes, it is despair! The despair brought by this knife is boundless, there is no tomorrow in sight, there is no end in sight, and there is no eternal despair!

"Ah......h

"Impossible!"

Fang Tong and Jiang Zuokun's voices were full of sorrow and unwillingness, but they only made one sound, and then fell silent.

The sword light did not fade until several palaces in the distance were completely leveled.

Silence, silence, deathly silence!

It wasn't until someone's heart was pounding, pounding, pounding, that the sound was almost thunderous, that everyone realized that their breath was back on their body. It's just that the whole body has been soaked in cold sweat, and even many people have collapsed on the ground, and they can't get up if they want to.

When the smoke and dust in the sky dissipated, I saw Jiang Zuokun and Fang Tong standing upright in place, strange and abnormal, that face, that body, all kinds of appearances made people feel cold all over their bodies, and there was an indescribable fear that seemed to have always remained in their hearts, untouchable, untouchable.

Liang Ming stood in the Moon Slashing Knife with one hand, and the whole person was almost out of strength, but there was still endless madness burning and restlessness in his eyes, even if he burned himself to pieces.

"Die!" Liang Ming's throat let out a roar like a beast.

Jiang Zuokun and Fang Tong's bodies exploded with a bang, shattering into two clouds of blood mist, like two blooming fireworks, cruel and beautiful, bloody and gorgeous.

Looking at this incredible scene, many people have turned to ashes, and the fear in their hearts is like a tide, constantly surging.

Liang Ming stood up suddenly, the blood on his shirt had condensed, forming golden spots, flashing with a dim light. There were still blood stains on his lips, which made the sneer on his face even more cruel and ruthless.

"It's your turn! I once said that those who dare to threaten me will die or die!" Liang Ming held the Moon Slashing Knife in his hand, like a gust of wind, and killed the rest of the people in Huilongguan.

There is not the slightest softness, there is not the slightest compassion. Again, there is no longer the slightest word, except that killing is killing!

Liang Ming is not a good person, a murderer, and people always kill him, so he has no regrets, no shame, and he will not let go of anyone who dares to touch his bottom line. What about Jiang Zuokun! How about Fang Tong! What about Huilongguan! People can't die but birds in the sky, and if they don't kill or fight once, who knows what will happen to them?

Maybe some of them will be innocent, but so what, if you want to hate, you can only hate yourself for being born in the wrong place and entering a sect that you shouldn't have entered. The cultivation realm has always been like this, it's not that if you die, I will die. This is definitely not a special case.

The deaths of Jiang Zuokun and Fang Tong have already frightened many elite disciples of Huilongguan, and Liang Ming, who urged Yama Luo, was like a tiger entering a flock, and he was ruthless

Knife light, like snow!

Blood, rain!

Every time Liang Ming took out the knife, he took away a living life. Blood had already stained his clothes red, and even a lot of blood was splashed on his face, making his cold face even more hideous and crazy.

The disciples of many sects have already retreated, and they only dare to watch from a distance, for fear of harming the pond fish.

Chu Crazy Dao Tie's face was blue, and there was an indescribable emotion in his eyes, and he retreated again and again with the disciples of the Divine Sword Sect, not daring to confront Liang Ming who fell into madness at all.

In the blink of an eye, Liang Ming slaughtered all the dozens of disciples who returned to Longguan, and then he was willing to stop.

Blood was shed all over the ground! Stumps and bones were everywhere, just like the Shura field, and the resentment was soaring!

The scene in front of them was bloody, cruel, and shocking, many people were already trembling and at a loss, and even many female monks couldn't control it anymore and vomited wildly, looking at Liang Ming with more fear and uneasiness.

Liang Ming's behavior once again refreshed everyone's cognitive limits. At this moment, almost everyone realized that Liang Ming was not only a madman, but also a killing maniac. Human life, to him, is regarded as a mustard, or even as good as a mustard.

"Is anyone else trying to kill me?"

Standing in the middle of the corpse mountain and blood river, Liang Ming asked in a low voice. The white teeth lined with the blood on his face looked so dazzling, but it made people feel cold.