"Chaos Demon Knife, Chaos Demon God, Chaos Yuan God, Chaos One Knife, Heaven and Earth are in chaos!"

This person is also famous among the monks of the Ziwei world, called Zheng Tu, originally a wanted criminal, killing countless people, mortal monks, no one can be killed, and finally was surrounded by the army of the crape myrtle world, captured, but not executed, but surrendered, and then participated in many tragic battles, this time to attack the Tianyuan Continent, Zheng Tu went out again, some time ago the Ziwei world killed the migratory sect monks everywhere, I don't know how many people died under his knife, and now in front of the gate of this Jade Emperor Sect, on the occasion of the decisive battle, he is like a fish in water, in a short period of time, he killed no less than 100 people, and finally even Yunshan died under his knife。

Wang Gan's murderous aura rushed to the sky, this person smiled cruelly, shouted, it was a knife slashed out, this knife is a chaotic knife, the knife light is everywhere, and a terrible demon shadow appeared around his body again, the sword is like a hanging heavenly river, and like the wheel of time and space, heaven and earth repeatedly, the universe is upside down and chaotic, wisps of terrible chaos storm swept the battlefield, the monks who were a little closer were blind, their souls exploded, and they died madly in this terrible chaotic magic light.

"It's good, it's really the demon of the devil, so that the heavens and the earth are in chaos, there is no order, but life and death are impermanent, yin and yang rotate, my Wang Qian has become a Taoist with life and death, and wherever he passes, suppress a qiē evil demon and foreign way, chaos is also in life and death, and it must also be suppressed!"

Wang Gan's head was full of black hair flying, his eyes were like an abyss, shooting out a terrifying divine light, like the god of war descending, the road under his feet was intertwined, the black and white qi swirled around and flowed like a waterfall in the long river, in the chaotic knife light, Wang Gan's feet stepped on the road, suppressing a side of the world, any chaotic magic light, the knife entered, were strangled into powder in an instant.

A loud roar, directly resounding through the soul, a pitch-black demon shadow, the body of the demon mist, can not see the true face, but exudes a palpitating breath, there is devouring essence, absorbing the power of the soul, these demon shadows emitted a whistling sound, containing all kinds of mysteries, is the nemesis of the soul, a negligence will pull out the human primordial spirit, devoured alive, can be described as brutal and ferocious to the extreme.

Wang Qian felt that his Yuan Shen was about to move, as if a huge force in the dark was attracting, wanting to rush out of the body.

He was also secretly surprised in his heart, he had a deeper understanding of the power of this chaotic magic knife, but how strong his primordial spirit was, a little operational, the vast primordial light flickered, and a heavy and thick Dao was fiercely suppressed, and the mysterious swallowing power disappeared, and he could no longer shake his divine soul!

The sharp and miserable white knife light, like the scythe of death, came to the void, and slashed towards Wang Gan's head, it was actually to directly kill the soul, Zheng Tu's comprehension of the knife technique has reached the point of being a god, and every time he cuts out, he cuts into the void, weird and domineering.

"Sure enough, good knife skills, good magical powers, it's a pity that you met me!"

Wang Gan could imagine at this time how desperate Yun Shan should have been in the face of such an unpredictable sword technique of this person, there was no way to dodge at all, and there was also a demon shadow roaring, affecting his own Yuan Shen at all times, such a situation was simply incomprehensible, and his sword cultivation had not yet reached its peak, and it could only fall gloomily.

Secretly sad for his master for a moment, Wang Qian's desire for revenge became even firmer!

The sword light flickered, the sharp qi locked his head, Wang Qian snorted coldly, waved his right hand, and pinched it into a quaint fist print, such as the blue light steaming, extremely rich, like holding a chaotic void, his right hand, has great magical powers, so far he has never felt where the limit is, and he already has an immortal charm, and his fist mark is the original comprehension of the open heaven martial arts, mysterious and unpredictable, even if the fur is enough for a person to figure out for a lifetime.

Slowly raised his right arm, as if holding a sacred mountain, extremely heavy, Wang Qian shouted angrily, and smashed his fist marks towards the void!

This punch seems to communicate the most mysterious rhyme between heaven and earth, there is a kind of origin, primitive taste, a misty halo emerges on his fist, soft as water, but it seems to contain the most brutal power in the world!

Boom! The fist mark pierced through the void fiercely, smashing directly on the sword light that was as fleeting as a ghost!

The miserable white sword light was invincible, but at this moment, it was as fragile as a piece of white paper, and in an instant, it broke inch by inch and turned into fragments, and only a miserable scream could be heard! Zheng Tu's palm was dripping blood, and the magic knife in his hand had only one handle left, and the entire blade had been completely shattered, and it was difficult to recover it again.

"Ah, who are you? How is it? How can someone smash my Zheng Tu's magic knife with his bare hands, this knife is a divine soldier of my life, I don't know how many heroic bloods have been contaminated, and now it has been shattered by you! My avenue, my future, have all been ruined by you!

Zheng Tu howled miserably, like a wounded lone wolf, and the terrible sound was like a chaotic magic sound, and dozens of monks who didn't have time to dodge exploded their brains on the spot and died completely, including the monks of the Tianyuan Continent and the monks of the Ziwei World, this kind of magic sound is completely indistinguishable from friend and foe, plus Zheng Tu is now completely violent, even if he can control zhì, he doesn't want to control zhì anymore.

As he said, Wang Gan directly shattered the magic knife in his hand with the supreme fist seal, making his chaotic Dao lacking, and if he wants to make up for it in the future, it is simply difficult to climb to the sky!

"Who am I? I, Wang Qian, am a monk on this Tianyuan Continent, but it is more than enough to kill you!"

Wang Qian's eyes were cold, and strands of hair were like divine swords, which could almost cut through the void and emit a faint blue light.

"Okay, good, I, Zheng Tu, rose in Weimo, along the way, the blood stained the blue sky, and there were countless souls, I thought I could kill the Tao, but I didn't expect that in this small Tianyuan Continent, someone would break the Dao foundation, very good, very good, then you will die with me!"

Zheng Tu's smile became more and more cruel, the chaotic aura around him covered the sky and the sun, and the heaven and earth where he was were void and misty, like a dream, upside down and blurred, like a chaos.

Bang! Zheng Tu's body suddenly exploded into pieces, and one after another pitch-black demon shadows roared out, and hundreds of millions of unjust souls were now erased from their minds, leaving only a fierce resentment, and wisps of unjust souls were condensed into a tall demon god, roaring wildly, jumping and flashing in the void, and killing in front of Wang Gan.

Poof! A huge black-and-white Dao map came out of the sky, and a large area of demon gods was enveloped at once, and the qi of life and death swirled violently, like reincarnation for eternity, and turned into ashes in a blink of an eye!

Wang Qian's feet have a path to rise, one hand to grab out, is the heaven and earth net, one by one spread out in his hands, forming a big net, in the void, a venerable demon shadow was caught out by him, lightly pinched, is a piece of flying ash!

Three moves and two styles, hundreds of huge demon shadows were wiped out by Wang Qiandaotu, pinched to death with the palm of his hand, extremely relaxed, at this moment, an earth-shattering roar!

Where Zheng Tu was, a mass of Dao Yuan Shen was constantly wriggling, as if a peerless murderous fetus was brewing!