Wow, in the blink of an eye, Qi Tianming actually killed someone under the eyes of the elders, not only the elders were stunned, but also the younger generation of disciples, they were not so arrogant.

Seeing his might, if you don't know how to avoid the edge for a while, then their fate is especially known, the experience just now made everyone squeezed into a boat, if you don't work together to break the enemy, it will be too late to break them one by one later.

A group of elders followed the disciples without showing their age, their vests attached to the vests, and they maintained each other in a formation and formed a large circle.

Qitianming's speed is still unpredictable and erratic, the so-called open guns are easy to dodge and dark arrows are difficult to prevent, and they all have to be careful to guard against sneak attacks.

In the distance, the shadow of Qi Tianming seems to have melted into the afterglow, and it is a fatal blow when it is hidden and should come out, and there is also a fear of such people, although they are the proud leaders of the sect in the sect, but few people will care about their identity when disaster comes.

The atmosphere brings a sense of oppression, and not knowing the movements of the opponent is tantamount to a blind man lighting a lamp in vain. They were as if they were being led by the nose by the enemy, and some disciples were humble and Bin Shun wanted to save their lives and beg for mercy.

The lack of backbone for people like them doesn't have much effect, and the days go by as usual are not the same, and the elders also shook their heads secretly when they saw this, and secretly spread the word that they were going to clean up the door and deter the swaying disciples.

A powerful elder comes from the powerful side of the Cave Heaven, and his background is also a giant overlord, as long as he has heard of the murderous name, everyone is terrified. The Blood God Cult, refining gods with blood, the taste of blood is the taste they love, they also raise powerful blood slaves, provide powerful essence blood, and they are the spokesmen of death.

He was also very disappointed, he didn't think that the sect also had people who were afraid of death and greedy for life, so he made a strong move, he stretched out his gray and dry fingers hidden in his sleeve, and a broken sound flicked came, and he hit the eyebrows of a traitor with his bare hands very arbitrarily, and now a dry finger was still dripping blood.

Everyone didn't expect him to be so decisive, after all, an excellent disciple needs a lot of resources to accumulate to cultivate, and it would be a pity to give up like this, and individual elders would choose to indulge once after weighing it.

They didn't want to see the backbone of the door withering, but as soon as they saw the bloody appearance of the Blood God Sect elder, they wanted to say something and swallowed it again. I saw that he was reminiscing about the pleasure of killing, and at the same time opening his mouth to suck on his bloody fingers, and after a while, everyone noticed that he was energetic, as if he had been nourished by the blood of the ocean.

While some people praise this evil sect, some people are afraid of this elder, how much tragic history is hidden behind the blood, this is unknown, just his actions represent a cult, people's associations are very broad, and they can be magnified 10,000 times through a small dot to analyze the essence.

The elders of the Blood God Sect, as if they had expected it, were shocked as soon as they made a move, the world would not tolerate the existence of black, they would always be just a member of the darkness hiding in Tibet, and they would not see the light of day again.

Alas, he let out a long sigh, and actually put away the traitor's corpse, with a little more sadness and melancholy on his body, and it was difficult to say what he had just judged.

The elders of various sects and sects seem to understand his injuries, and they often go to the world but are not tolerated by the world, which is a constant sorrow and hatred, and the exercises they practice are also extremely cold, and they can't stand the sun and poisonous sun.

And the evening is their strongest moment, if there is another round of bright moon, then the combat power will surge, and the moonrise will boost the attack, and stand invincible.

But when they thought about it, they forgot about the danger, Qi Tianming launched an offensive again, and the wind and waves roared under his feet, and his true qi was exhausted and he didn't know fatigue, and he seemed to have inexhaustible energy.

He raised his giant palm and slashed down, the golden light was scattered on it, and the palm flickered like a bright pearl shining brightly, which was very dazzling. The palm fingers swept and drove up, and the wind hunted in the air, and the hissing sound penetrated into the ears.

Tianming's palms and knives were like ripples, like a knife rippling, boom, a figure was occupied by thoughtlessness and lost its vitality, everything came suddenly, and it was not ready to wake up the distracted crowd.

He was still continuing, and suddenly a fist shot shot out of the body for a long time, and the explosion was very close, and the qi wall transformed by the true qi of the Gathering Elder hatched out, blocking in front of everyone, and he was not harmed.

Qi Tianming really vaporized the Heavenly Sword, the sword qi was sharp, and the chaotic stones were also rolled up when the air was still, and the Heavenly Sword announced like the will of the Emperor of Heaven, and the qi walls of several elders were in danger, squeaking, and a clear cracking sound came out.

The Heavenly Sword Crown extinguished the momentum, Tianming didn't care about the old and the young, as long as he took a step forward, the flesh and blood were thrown, and the old man of the Sanyi Gang moved, and he didn't cooperate with everyone to meet the enemy.

He also wanted to test the strength of his old friend's apprentice, so as soon as he made a move, he saw if Tianming was gone, the old man was good at sticks, and he was the one who specialized in fighting dog thieves in the Sanyi Gang, everyone called him Hong Gong, and no one knew his real name.

The old man used his sticks and sticks, and the speed of lightning and thunder roared and there was no one in the wilderness. After Tianming's punch, it passed directly through the old man's body, and there was no substance, and the hit was just an afterimage.

The body of the dream mirror flower can only show that the speed of the old man is also the extreme, and they can't afford to fight for speed. Strength is the only one that can win or lose, the old man punches vigorously, more than strong, not reduced back then.

Tianming was fortunate to see the old man's demeanor, and left when he was very cool, his name was not weak, and his master was still a child.

Today, it has become an enemy, the world is impermanent, the old man is full of emotion in his heart, not that there will always be differences on the road, and someone will have to set him right.

Tianming's Heavenly Sword is circling, it is very powerful, and they can hardly bear to look at it directly, the sword blade hides his own Dao method, he is strong to change the background of the end of the law in which Jiuyou is located, and he can't practice and wants to go against the sky and is ridiculed a lot.

He came with doubts, overturning the old book ideas and stepping out of his own way is the most real. He kept trying to change the pattern of the world, trying to change all the impossibilities, but it was always to no avail.

But he still got out of the misunderstanding, and it is also the reason why his strength is improving now, he is the sadness of the younger generation, many geniuses are dim around him, and how to fight without measure.

In the air, Tianming controlled the Heavenly Sword to disintegrate into nine broken blades, flying around from time to time, and the fight was inextricable. Tianming's hands were not idle, and the golden-wrapped fist collided with the old man's fist, bursting out with a thrilling loud sound.

The cracked strange stone was flown away, and there was a crack spreading between the fingerbones of Tianming's fist, and Hong Gong, who was fighting with fists on the opposite side, also took a few steps back, and the remaining strength in his hand was still trying to offset it.

Hong Gong smiled heartily, he knew that there was a vain, and he was relieved that he had no regrets, but just appreciating it does not mean that he will let it go with a kind heart.

Whew, a gust of air formed around him, and many people felt that this was the strength of the old man, and there was a little more awe in their eyes. Hong Gong let out a long roar, and a bamboo pole with a blue color had appeared out of thin air, and Tianming looked at it with a condensed face.

Hong Gong became famous with sticks, beating dogs with eighteen sticks, sticks killed people, and only accepted when he saw a good one. As soon as the stick came out, a strong storm appeared around him from Hong Gong's stick, Tianming just took one step and dodged out, and Hong Gong's stick fell and missed.

Tianming has the fastest pace in the world, when I really go anywhere, one step is close at hand, the ends of the earth are at my disposal, and the bold pace is daunting.

Hong Gong's stick was still beating like a ball of fire rising, gathering infinite power, Tianming summoned nine broken blades to reorganize, and the heavenly sword bloomed with golden light, like an open and closed eye piercing the void.

The vibration of the space makes this place turbulent, and the nameless formation patterns are lit up on the surrounding peaks, and there is an independent consciousness to protect this place, and the formation patterns are arranged by unknown origins, but the key plays a role in consolidation.

The Heavenly Sword was radiant, circulating with the power of opening the heavens and the earth, and a sword qi swept past a disciple who tried to get close to Ting Xuan and was swept away and turned into powder on the spot, and the bones were gone, this kind of qi made people's hearts palpitate.

Hong Gong rushed over when Tianming was killing, his pace was as steady as flying, and his stick waved a burst of energy, showing the invincible momentum of crossing the void along the way.

Tianming's mouth was light, and his body was like a dragon swimming, and some elders exclaimed that he wanted to use his physical body to the fullest, break through the shackles with the power of the stick, and fight with his body as strong as he could, which was the embodiment of courage and courage.

He is thinking about the Dao Law all the time, without the Dao Law Code today, why should he fight with the power of the sky, the strength of the physical body means that the law is not violated, even if you have the power of the law, you can only have a form in vain.

What he wants is this effect, it is easy to kill the enemy in a hundred steps with his body, which is also why he found a method of detachment by reading ancient books, and it is passed on to the world to fight the gods with his unparalleled body, and it is surprising that people are evenly divided, and then there is no such thing.

Hong Gong's face was pale, this lost method has been practiced by someone today, he has mixed feelings in his heart, and there are no words to explain, whether to amaze such a young man or ruthlessly erase it.

Tianming's bare hands shook the qi, and the fist wind tore apart, and it didn't take long for it to be annihilated. Seeing that everyone was also shocked, this physical body alone was comparable to ordinary cultivators, this has already surpassed the entrance realm, but it also stays outside the second realm.

It can be regarded as a breakthrough attempt through the ages, and without waiting to stop, Tianming waved the brilliant palm in his hand again, and kept splitting and slapping several people, and the blood gushed outward, which was distressing to all the elders, and this was the elite who was slaughtered like this.

The gods of heaven are like devils, killing people like hemp, and they only know that killing him will stop everyone who wants to get involved here. After the winter island disciple Tianjiao was cleansed, there were only a few people left, and he didn't touch those elders.

Don't look at them for not showing their dew, as long as you know that they are fierce, they all feel that this is just the gaze of the beasts of the wilderness, and if you don't treat them carefully, you will have a painful price.

The blood stained the soil red, as if it had been demonized into the underworld, and when night finally came, it was unaffected, it was still so bloody and red, and the bright colors paved the place with a crown.

The roars of the surrounding beasts continued, and Tianming's figure hid in the middle of the night against Hong Gong and other elders and disciples, so it was not mighty!

PS: Second update, sorry for being late.