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Aoyama slammed into the ground and kicked the man again with a volley, instantly throwing him off balance and rolling backwards again.

"Ahhh You goddamn powerless waste, how dare you blaspheme me like that. I want you dead!" The man of Seven spewed out several black-red rays of light from his body, and shot straight into the sky.

With a strong voice, his right hand was raised high, and he slashed down at the green mountain, and in the process of waving his fingers downward, black flames had already appeared, blazing, and crackling sparks burst in the air, pushing out huge air fragments one after another.

A brilliant black flame flew out of the man's hand and flew towards Aoyama's body.

"Stride! Attack!" Aoyama said in a deep voice, a punch blasted out, in fact, it was a scene of punching tens of thousands of times at a time, converging into a scene, the air compressed at high speed in front of the fist, and the huge air condensed into an almost materialized wall, flying towards the flames flying in front of him.

burst

The flames were extinguished, and they were completely extinguished without any reason.

"Is this impossible?" the man said loudly, his most powerful skill could not hurt the enemy in the slightest, and he could not even get close to the other party, this gap made him lose his calm fighting spirit.

"Kill!" Despite this, the man still rushed towards Aoyama, kicked with his big feet, and directly hit Aoyama's head.

"It's over!" Aoyama said softly to himself, his hands in a strange position, the five fingers of his left hand spread out, protecting the front of his face, and his right hand into a knife palm, palm down, the back of his hand against the joint point of his left arm.

The man's foot was killed from the bottom to the top, towards Aoyama's head, and Aoyama grabbed his big foot, and his five fingers firmly grasped the enemy's foot like steel tongs, making him unable to move, and pulled his leg backwards to make him lose his balance, and the palm of his left hand protecting his face was struck out, and the five fingers were bent like claws, inserted into the man's heart, and his heart was dug out.

"Ahh The man looked down at his heart in fear, staring at Qingshan very resentfully, and said word by word.

"It's a pity!" Aoyama said only two words, his right hand was already extended, and he broke his head, and then tore his body to pieces to prevent the enemy from using the power of darkness to resurrect.

"Your leader is dead, you should also go to hell to accompany him!" After Qingshan finished speaking, he was about to make a move against the demonic immortals and dark cultists around him, and there were still people who dared to make a move.

A layer of flame-like light shrouded in the body, tumbling out, the right hand stretched out, and struck several palms at Qingshan's rapid combo, Qingshan swung out a punch, completely shattering half of his body, and the air was full of flesh and blood, and the scene was tragic.

The thin man with half of his body completely shattered smiled at Qingshan, ignoring the pain in his body at all, and said sarcastically: "It doesn't matter who you are, the important thing is that the adults have woken up, and all that awaits you is eternal death." Hahahaha..."

boom

After the thin man finished speaking, his body suddenly burst open on its own, and circles of orange-red death fire snakes spread around, even if they were contaminated by their own people, they would cry out for death in the flames, absolutely domineering.

Just when everyone was panicking, a man who was nearly two meters tall, dressed in a bright red practice uniform, with long red hair from top to bottom, covered half of his eyes, lowered his head, walked like a walk, and slowly walked out, while his left hand stretched out, his index finger and middle finger were juxtaposed into a sword finger, his ring finger and tail were bent, and he was held down by his thumb.

A strange black flame condensed and levitated on the finger of the sword, and an extremely thin flame as thin as a hair, blooming bright, flew out from between the fingers, and struck Qingshan's heart with a bang, knocking it away with great force.

"Bastard, careless!" Aoyama turned over and immediately stood up, looking at the tall man who was getting closer and scolded.

"I didn't expect it to be a forbidden demon body, it's really a good test material. Boy, no matter who you are, uncle, I have taken a fancy to you, death is your only destination. The tall man said softly, his raised eyes and the twitching of his facial muscles made his whole person look very unruly and arrogant.

"Are you stupid?" said Aoyama with a smile on the corner of his mouth, but his voice was heard by all the demonized immortals and dark cultists around him.

"Bold!" The tall man threw the flame from his fingertips towards Qingshan, and this small flame flew close to the ground, like a piece of burning ice sliding, and suddenly struck out a rising wave of flame qi, like water, like ice fierce, hitting Qingshan's body.

The whole Qingshan and the earth under his feet were dyed purple, and the soil layer on the earth gradually peeled off, decayed, lost its nutrients, and quickly turned into ashes like a piece of wood, losing all its energy, as if it had gone through thousands of years.

"The power of time, but it's a little superficial!" Qingshan smiled and looked at the purple halo around his body, clasped his hands together, and whispered to the tall man: "I cultivate the Buddha now, if I come to live in my heart." The past is locked, the future is imperceptible, only the present is the most brilliant, Buddha!"

With a Buddha horn, all the purple flames on the body were annihilated, Qingshan flashed, his palms and fingers were like knives, and the speed cut through the air quickly, and there were silver brilliance shining around the tall man's body, which was the milky white air wave formed by the palm of the hand flying through the air and tearing the air.

One hundredth of a second, Qingshan swung his arm into a palm knife and unleashed 1,842 heavy blows, hitting the tall man's body fiercely, causing him to let out a terrible howl, and the limbs of his body were cut off by the huge force, flying several meters away, howling non-stop.

Aoyama followed and thrust his hands into the other's skull, breaking his entire head apart and shattering it.

Blood and white brains were shattered and splattered everywhere.

Qingshan looked at the fear around him because of the great changes, and said, "My Buddha is merciful, and today I will incarnate as an Arhat to kill and protect the Dao, everyone, please go and die!"

A terrible howl rang out here, and the speed of Aoyama's completely released body, a body as powerful as a god, continued to tear apart one dark cultist and demonized immortal body after another in a high-speed sprint, allowing them to beg for mercy and howl, curse and curse.

I wonder if you had compassion for the women and children you slaughtered and abused by you. Today, blood debt and blood repayment!Kill!" "Qingshan's move was even faster, and blood shadows shuttled across the field, tearing apart the bodies of the dark cultists and demonized immortals one by one, and their limbs were shattered into minced flesh, and their heads and hearts became blood mist.

When calm was restored here, only Aoyama looked at the blood in his hand, and drops of blood dripped down from his fingers, gently throwing the blood on his fingers away.

Qingshan walked towards the village, if the estimation is correct, there are still some survivors in the village who survive, after all, these dark cultists and demonized immortals still have to eat and sleep, they must not do it themselves, they need some slaves. (To be continued.) )