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The eight saint-level masters stayed away from this place and rushed to the battle of the heavenly dome, Ding Chuan no longer had any big scruples, rushed into the crowd like a tiger into a flock of sheep, the pitch-black heaven-swallowing hand swept everything, and the little unicorn also had a big heart, jumped off his shoulder, turned into a foot high, and stepped on the flames in the crowd, where it rushed, the monstrous flames burned to wherever they went, but the little thing did not kill the hand, the monks and demon beasts that were affected were only roasted and blackened, and there was no danger to life. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Ding Chuan's move undoubtedly aroused public anger, because this kid beat people when he saw them, beat them when he saw demons, and he didn't belong to any party at all, many people couldn't get used to Ding Chuan's arrogant posture, and some self-confident monks gradually came to Ding Chuan.

Ding Chuan also clearly felt the strange atmosphere, more than a dozen warriors of the Divine Dynasty and the monks of the Fusang Holy Land who were fighting actually stopped and rushed towards him together.

Sensing that the strength of the monks around him was getting stronger and stronger, Ding Chuan simply snatched a black spear from the hands of a god dynasty warrior, jumped up, and landed on the thick back of the little qilin.

"The little thing rushes forward, and whoever gets in the way bites him to death. ”

The little unicorn snorted dissatisfiedly, and four thick hooves rushed into the crowd frantically with the flames, and the brave momentum directly knocked a group of monks to the ground, and the little unicorn jumped several feet away, shuttling through the crowd at a fast speed.

Ding Chuan rode on the unicorn, holding a black spear in the crowd to kill, the black spear in his hand like a black Jiao out of the water, the gun hit a line, the stick swept a large area, Ding Chuan longitudinal spear and horizontal stick, the spear as a stick to make, really like a tiger into the flock of sheep, unstoppable, in just a quarter of an hour, there were hundreds of monks swept to the ground by him.

"Ding Chuanxiaoer, it turned out to be you. ”

A loud shout sounded in the field, the three elders of the Jiuhua Divine Dynasty fell in front of Ding Chuan at the same time, when Ding Chuan stole the bow of King Yu, they had fought with Ding Chuan, and naturally knew his face, the three patriarchs were pale, this kid was too arrogant, and he had not yet settled the account with him about stealing the bow, but he killed a horse pistol to make trouble in the Jiuhua Dynasty.

"Seize the burial god body Ding Chuan, and hate the great sage son. ”

Another voice full of hatred came, and several white-haired Fusang Holy Land elders rushed over with fire in their eyes, and not long ago, Ding Chuan slashed to death of the Great Holy Son of Fusang in the Eastern Zhou Dynasty.

Ding Chuan secretly complained, until today he found out why he had so many opponents, but now it is important to save people, and he has no time to fight with these guys, he straddles the unicorn horse, holds a big black gun and points at the people in front of him, and says: "I have something important to do today, I hope you will give me a face to let me pass." ”

"Bah!" An elder from the Fusang Holy Land yelled in anger, "What are you doing with your death?"

The three elders of the Jiuhua Dynasty also said in a loud voice: "Ding Chuan Xiao'er, the acquaintance quickly handed over the bow of King Yu and gave you a whole corpse." ”

Ding Chuan made a deep look and sighed: "A lot of people are still so reckless, you dead old men are trying to force me to make a move! ”

"Devouring the heavens and devouring the earth, the gods and demons have eight arms. ”

Ding Chuan's black hair stood upside down, and the body that exuded treasure light burst out of blood and gradually turned into a black demon body, two huge blood grooves appeared behind him, and six hideous demon arms grew out, and a holy and evil aura swept through every inch of space, as if the gods and demons of the primeval era were resurrected, intimidating all beings.

"You remnants of the Demon Palace should have been humanely destroyed. ”

An elder of the Fusang Holy Land controlled a flying sword and roared and rushed over, his own cultivation was in the Sixth Heaven of the Dragon Realm, and he was stronger than Ding Chuan, but at this time, Ding Chuan, who was like a god and demon, was majestic, carrying a gun in his left hand and drawing a knife in his right hand, and the blade of red lightning like a rainbow slashed down wildly, cutting the flying sword in the hand of the Fusang elder at the waist, and then the black spear in his left hand was like a black dragon coming out of the abyss as fast as thunder.

"Poof!"

The black spear penetrated from the elder's chest and from the back, Ding Chuan's forearm raised, and he lifted him high, and with a flick of his wrist, he exploded into a shattered corpse, and his long hair was dyed dark red.

"Barbarians. ”

"Butcher. ”

"Shura. ”

At this time, Ding Chuan was a barbarian thug who killed people without blinking in the eyes of everyone, and what was even more frightening was his terrifying combat power, a knife and a shot killed a master who cultivated to a small realm higher than him, violent and ferocious, no one dared to step forward for a while, people couldn't help but think of the terrible scene of the burial god body slashing to death of Fusang's great sage son Guangtou not long ago.

On a beautiful peak a few miles away from the battlefield, Lu Xue stared at the young man in the field with complicated eyes, her thoughts were uncertain, she wanted to avenge her clansmen and wanted to kill Ding Chuan, but now seeing the scene of Ding Chuan's battle against the heroes, she felt a sense of powerlessness in her heart, it seems that Ding Chuan did not do her best with her that day.

In the battlefield, blood gushes, blood mist is steaming, the battle is in full swing, and the blood is thick......

"Let's go together, kill him, no matter how strong he is, he can't bear the few of us joining forces. I don't know who shouted, several Fusang elders and God Dynasty elders who were originally on the opposite side actually unanimously went to the outside, and the whole six masters of the Dragon Transformation Realm killed Ding Chuan together, and for a while, the brilliant lightsaber and the incomparable palm prints overwhelmingly greeted Ding Chuan, and the surging energy swept all the surrounding characters out, clearing out a vast battlefield.

"Why did you force me to draw my sword, and then draw my sword, and the sword broke through the sky. I don't want the blood to rush in the world, and the old man in front of me will eat me two or three times. ”

Ding Chuan's dark red blood hair fluttered away, his originally deep and bright eyes were covered with a layer of black mist, the purple gold Shenhua and the dark demonic qi surged out at the same time, and the two arms on the body turned into pure gold, holding a gun in his left hand, a knife in his right hand, and the six demon arms on his back clenched his fists and vertical palms, pinched his fingerprints, tightened his legs, and the little unicorn roared and rushed forward frantically.

The six old men of the Fusang Holy Land and the Jiuhua Divine Dynasty also made a strong move, and the huge bombardment sound erupted like a torrent, and the whistling sound of the spear blade breaking through the air was like a thousand troops and horses galloping. For a while, this place became the most eye-catching battlefield, and many people couldn't help but look sideways here.

"Raise the knife to pay for ambition, and carry a gun to comfort life. ”

In the face of the stormy offensive of the six masters of the Dragon Realm, Ding Chuan sat on the back of the unicorn, the long knife slashed obliquely like electricity, the black spear burst like rain, the eight arms of the gods and demons danced together, the furious dragon bird palm, the pitch-black sky swallowing hand, and the dazzling sky-cutting fingers all came out in one go, and as soon as he rushed into the six people, his hand rose and fell, and a wave of blood waved.

The long knife wrapped in red lightning cut open the chest of a Fusang elder like a piece of paper, and the blood sprayed Ding Chuan's body, and even the little qilin under him was stained with blood.

The black spear in his hand swallowed Ruimang, and a shot penetrated the abdomen of a Jiuhua Dynasty elder, and at the same time, the domineering palm prints of the two old men also slapped on Ding Chuan's body. Ding Chuan's mouth and nose spurted blood and rolled down from the little unicorn.

"Roar...... Dare to fight Ding boy, your Qilin grandfather fought with you. Seeing that Ding Chuan was injured, Xia Qilin also broke out into a frenzy, and a pounce threw the Fusang elder who had his chest and abdomen cut open to the ground, and the blood basin poked down, half of his head was bitten to pieces, and the death was extremely tragic.

"Bastard, demon animals dare to hurt people. ”

Several old men rushed to the crown in anger, and a few big handprints slapped fiercely, and the little unicorn screamed and rolled out dozens of meters, the master of the dragon realm was not able to withstand it at all, the little unicorn staggered to his feet, and the scales on its neck fell off a large area of bloodstains.

"Uh...... Ah......h

Ding Chuan's eyes were blood-red, the long knife was facing the sky, the black spear was in the air, and the four hideous demon arms tore his abdomen at once, and took out four blood-stained ribs from his chest and abdomen, the four ribs were like scimitars, exuding the sharpness of fine iron and gold knives, everyone present was shocked, this guy was too crazy, he chose to harm himself if he couldn't beat others.

However, the next moment, everyone's expressions were all frozen on their faces, and the four golden ribs in Ding Chuan's hand swept forward, slashing out four indestructible golden blades.

"With my blood and bones, pave my way forward, and the blood ribs are shocking. ”

'Puff' sounded, and the two old men of the Dragon Transformation Realm who were closest to him were cut into two corpses, and the crimson blood water was bubbling on the ground.

Ding Chuan's blood fluttered, stepping on the ground and breaking corpses, the eight arms of gods and demons danced wildly, the four bloody rib scimitars exuded an indestructible edge, the red electric long knife slashed out blood electricity, and even an ordinary black spear was like life in his hand, and there were bursts of dragon groans.

"Someone is here to stop this thug for me. ”

An elder of the Jiuhua Dynasty ordered angrily, and suddenly hundreds of Jiuhua gods surged, surrounding Ding Chuan, and the halberds and war spears of the Hessen were dense like a forest, and a strong killing aura was mighty.

"Today, Ding's killing ring is all for the Jiuhua Divine Dynasty, whether it is good or evil, future generations have their own judgment. ”

Ding Chuan flew wildly, swords and guns were raised, and the blood was soaring into the sky, like a bloody barbarian rushing into the crowd, although these gods and generals were brave, how could they stop Ding Chuan, who was incarnated as a god and demon at this time, he just rushed into the crowd, and the knife in his hand shook up a wave of blood, and a knife slashed more than a dozen people to the ground.

"Roar...... Hack you. The little qilin burst into a terrifying flame ten feet high all over his body, followed closely behind Ding Chuan, and the fire dragon gushed out from his mouth, scorching the earth, and the dead bodies left on the ground were burned to ashes in the blink of an eye.

The knife is the handsome of the hundred soldiers, the gun is the king of the hundred soldiers, Ding Chuan stepped on the phantom step and rushed to kill in the crowd, the knife is like a shocking spear like electricity, the body is like a dragon and fast as the wind, and the four scimitar ribs are even more unpredictable.

When he rushed out of the encirclement, his long hair and clothes were full of crimson blood, constantly dripping on the ground, the blood on the ground was surging, the steam was steaming, and nearly 100 people were ambushed.

At the moment of rushing out of the crowd, Ding Chuan keenly noticed that a gaze full of murderous intent locked on him, and he looked through the heavy blood mist.

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