Hey...

A poignant sneer flashed to his lips, and the Pope spat out a six-edged glorious godhead, and smiled hideously: "Boy, are you the only one who dares to fight hard!"

"Then give it a try. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info" Xiao Chen was unmoved.

The two looked at each other in the air, the light of the godhead was magnificent and vast, rushing into the sky and penetrating the earth, bursting the flowers and plants and crushing the trees, even the stones were filled with a thick breath of holy power, but Xiao Chen's knife was narrow, and the slender blade pointed obliquely at the sky, as if everything could be smashed.

But it seems that it is just that the Ghost King of the Mountains and the Northland Drought Devil looked at Xiao Chen with a hopeful face, they had heard of Xiao Chen's knife, which could kill the 'Pope' without cutting anything, but the old dean and Si Yahui both shook their heads with a wry smile, their muscles tensed, and they just waited for Xiao Chen to swing his knife, and they followed.

Yes, they are also going to be on it, they have seen Xiao Chen's knife, sharp and terrifying, but even when Xiao Chen is at his peak, he can't kill the 'Pope' with a powerful godhead.

Xiao Chen is dead, they will also go, in short, before the 'Pope' kills the first Huaxia people, they will not live, a hundred years of glory is enough to be used, now is the time to return, in a trance, the two remembered the words they said in front of the Huaxia Dragon Banner in the past, they were still very young: Defend Huaxia all your life, fight for the country all your life, this will not be extinguished, and the righteousness will last forever!

The two stared at Xiao Chen's blade, and saw Xiao Chen's sharp lips viciously provoked upward, and the sword qi in the sky spit out from his mouth:

Shura's ruthless way...

Shura is ruthless and perishes forever!

Bang!

Flowers, trees, land, mountains and rocks, all the things that exist are erected with a whoosh, like a sharp long knife, even the air is rippled like a blade, smashing all the existences, countless sword qi rain is still in the sky, and the tip of the knife is aimed at the 'Pope'.

"It's coming!" Si Yahui and the old dean glanced at each other, their eyes resolute.

Shura ruthless eternal destruction, this is a knife that smashes everything, can be ranked behind the ghosts and gods, can be the fifth knife of Shura's ruthless Dao, this knife is naturally terrifying, the old dean almost broke an arm, that is, he was defeated under this knife.

It's a pity that he can defeat him, can he defeat the 'Pope'? The old dean knew in his heart, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, why didn't he use the strongest knife? But he knew Xiao Chen's injury, maybe this knife was already the limit that Xiao Chen could use, and he was not qualified to complain.

Not only that, but he didn't have time to complain about anything, his fists clenched, just waiting for the moment when the rain of knives fell, it was the time for him to sacrifice his life for the country.

"I'm sorry. A low murmur came out of his mouth.

This apology is unclear, the Ghost King of Bishan and the Northland Drought Don't know what it is for, only Si Yahui can understand it. Hundreds of years, hundreds of years of husband and wife, they have been together for less than a year, whether it is the old dean or herself, they have not been able to run their own family, all of them, all of them, are dedicated to Huaxia Yanhuang.

In the past, they always said that they would have a chance, but now, they have to dedicate their lives to it, and the family can only say sorry.

I'm sorry, but I'm old for hundreds of years...

Ahem, Xiao Chen bent down and coughed twice, the blood was sprayed on the ground with a few small pieces of internal organs, the 'Pope''s eyes shrank, and he laughed angrily: "I can let go of your family and your friends, but some so-called clansmen, you really want to fight with me?"

Xiao Chen still said the same thing: "I can't believe you." ”

Let go of this lowly savage little god, this moody 'lord' who kills from the heart? Does he want to pin the lives of his parents and relatives on the mercy of this fellow? Moreover, even so, what are the lives of 270 billion people in his own heart? How could he allow this!

Thinking of this, Xiao Chen's eyes became even more resolute, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Come on, let me see how powerful the power of the 'Lord' is?"

The 'Pope' sneered, waved his palm, and the holy power that permeated tens of thousands of meters suddenly contracted, with the spiritual energy of devouring plants and trees, and with the blood qi of killing living beings, it condensed into a solid 'eggshell' of less than ten meters.

"Your life is not worth my fight, I will consume you, and I want you to die a very aggrieved death!"

Shameless!

The Ghost King of Bishan and the Northland Drought Devil trembled with anger, and suddenly straightened their waists: "Xiao Chen, boy, kill him together!"

"Rest, you're too weak. ”

......

The two old monsters almost cried.

But this is a fact, they can't say anything, they can only secretly gather strength. The matter of Huaxia, the lives of hundreds of billions of people, they can't let a junior carry it, just when they were trying to gather strength, Xiao Chen swung his knife.

Very light knife.

It seemed to cut off a small grass aimlessly, and the blade swung diagonally downward, but it was this understatement that tens of thousands of sword qi rained down from heaven and earth, shooting towards the 'Pope'.

"Is that all?" the Pope scoffed.

Of course it's not just these, if it's just a rain of swords, why did the Eternal Annihilation become the fifth sword of the Shura Ruthless Dao, and it still has to be ranked after the ghosts and gods? I saw that the moment Xiao Chen's knife tip stopped, his entire body suddenly blurred, and he appeared in front of the 'Pope' in an instant.

He was half-crouched on the ground, straddled with his left foot, and swung upwards with his right hand on the hilt of the knife.

Shura's ruthless way...

Shura is ruthless and perishes forever!

It's not a mountain of swords, it's not a rain of swords, Shura's ruthless eternal extinction is to put it bluntly, there is only one sword, one that can cut through space, smash time, and shatter the past and future! The 'Pope's eyes widened suddenly, and his two palms fiercely resisted his chest.

"It's... Draw the knife and slash?" The sturdy eggshell was instantly cut through more than two meters, and the 'Pope' laughed loudly while resisting Xiao Chen's blade: "What clansmen? What Huaxia? Hahaha It's so funny, you actually used Dongying's sword slash." ”

"I don't even know how to use my own strength, I use the sword of a small country, and I play the heroism of a p, you... Haha laughed to death!"

Xiao Chen's face was calm and calm: "This is the drawing of the Tang knife, and I forgot to tell you that in our Huaxia, the drawing of the knife is not just a move, its function can also be used as a starting style." ”

What the?!

The Pope's color changed, and as soon as he wanted to speak, he saw Xiao Chen's eyelids lowered, covering his eyes that were as dark as an abyss.

"Shura none...."

As soon as the three words came out, Xiao Chen's body trembled violently.

The skin on his face was from the forehead downwards, and two long openings were cracked, and the cheeks were pulled, and the snow-white bones were exposed from the inside, with dark green tendons. (To be continued.) )