Every part of his body was the deadliest weapon, and Zhang Baidao's hands, feet, forehead, shoulders, elbows, knees, and even buttocks all smashed into his body in various ways that the Black Demon Heaven could not imagine. No matter where the heavy force pushed him, when he thought he could escape Zhang Baidao's pursuit, Zhang Baijian's figure would always appear next to him at the first time.

After a series of continuous attacks, the black demon sky, who had always been personable and domineering, had become swollen all over, like a pig-headed man.

"Boy, you're looking for death!

The Black Demon Sky roared hatefully, and circles of purple-red aura spread out around his body.

This is useless for Zhang Baijian, Zhang Baijian's figure will always suddenly appear in front of him, and then bring him a storm of attacks. Perhaps the real storm is what the Black Demon Sky is looking forward to.

"Never die! Boy! You and I will never die in this life! This patriarch will definitely break you into ten thousand pieces!"

The Black Demon Heaven gulped out the blood, and some of the blood spit out was because of Zhang Baidao's beating. And more of them are angry, he is the patriarch of the Jiuli clan, he can be injured or killed, but he can't bear to be beaten in front of so many people, and he has no power to fight back, and he is beaten into a big pig's head.

The warriors of the Jiuli clan, all of them were stupid and stunned, their own patriarch was chased and beaten by Zhang Baijian, they really couldn't imagine that in their impression, the omnipotent, god-like patriarch, how could they be so embarrassed.

What about the warriors of the Gongsun clan? Whenever Zhang Baijian smashed his fist on the face of the Black Demon Heaven, they would cheer highly, although it was not their Gongsun Clan's people who were chasing the Black Demon Heaven at this time, but they were also honored.

"Who is this person? His strength is so amazing, it's really powerful!" In the crowd watching the battle not far away, someone pointed to Zhang Baijian and asked. No matter how these spectators turned into fighters and staged all-martial arts. Mu Futian just stuck to the Black Demon Miao and smashed it his body in a circle. Mu Futian felt as if he was a fish in the water at this time. The birds of the sky are free and unrestrained. He could get anywhere he wanted to go in a flash. Nothing could bind him.

Ten thousand swords passed through, and with the blessing of ten thousand swords' divine power, the strength in Zhang Baijian's body was extremely active, but whenever Zhang Baijian used more power than his body's load. The slightest damage to the body will be swept away in an instant. Make up for those damages.

It was only at this time that Zhang Baijian let go of his hands and feet and experienced the wonders of many peerless magic skills.

The strength of the Black Demon Heaven is very strong, and his realm is much stronger than Zhang Baidao. But so what? He couldn't even catch the shadow of Zhang Baidao, so he could only be beaten passively, and he had no power to fight back.

"The world's martial arts are unbreakable, only fast and unbreakable!" This is not just a joke, but a fact.

Rumble!

One punch shattered a few of the Black Devil's teeth.

The Black Demon Heavenly Genius spat out a few teeth without any image, and then touched his bare mouth. Finally couldn't stand the stimulation. He fainted completely, and fell headlong to the ground.

He stomped on the belly of the Black Demon Heaven, shooting him into the ground like a cannonball. Behind Zhang Baijian flashed the long wings formed by the convergence of ten thousand swords, and the lightning and wind swirls hovered above the wings. Stepping on the sky, he gathered the starlight bridge and stretched his waist greatly.

It's been so long since I've been injured, and I've had such a strenuous workout. It's so good for your physical and mental health.

Thousands of miles away from here, the prisoner ghost stuck out his tongue without any image, lying on the ground panting like a lost dog, and Chu Qiao looked also embarrassed, although he was not as imageless as the prisoner ghost, but it was not much better.

"I said we ran thousands of miles in one go. It should be safe!" said the prisoner, tinkling with the shackles on his body.

Chu Qiao glared at the prisoner fiercely, his eyes were a little red, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Bastard! You are embarrassed to say! Safe, safe your uncle! Do you know how powerful that thing is? Have you ever seen what kind of power and consequences that will occur when that thing explodes? You idiot, stupid. ”

The prisoner ghost was dissatisfied: "Hey, how do you talk? I'm also thinking about everyone! Why are you embarrassed to blame me?"

"Blame you, I still want to beat you, even kill you!"

There was a real killing intent in Joe's eyes. The prisoner ghost shuddered, not daring to speak more, he knew that Chu Qiao was not just talking at this time, he really had a murderous intention towards himself.

"By the way, how long is it until the explosion?"

Chu Qiao took out an elixir and swallowed it in his stomach, recovering his strength and true yuan.

The prisoner ghost didn't know where to find an hourglass, carefully and carefully, and then said, "It should be probably, there is less than half an hour!" said that, the prisoner smiled awkwardly.

Laugh! Laugh at your paralysis!

Chu Qiao held back his scolding, integrated his body, and quickly slashed into the distance.

"Hey, wait for me!"

The prisoner hurried to follow.

At this time, the Gongsun people were celebrating that their worst enemy had been defeated. The people of the Jiuli tribe are grieving, their patriarch has been beaten violently, and their own side has collapsed, and they are about to be wiped out by the Gongsun clan.

Little did they know that a great crisis was about to destroy them all.

Beneath the ruins of the Ten Thousand Swords Altar Mountain, two black multi-faceted diamond-shaped spheres were flashing with more and more intense light.

The destruction of everything is imminent.

Zhang Baijian frowned tightly, the deep pit where the Black Demon Heaven sank has not come out of the Black Demon Heaven until now. Zhang Baijian didn't believe that the Black Demon Heaven was defeated like this, and it was Zhang Baiyi's consistent habit to never be a small enemy. What's more, it's an opponent like the Black Demon Sky?

What's more, at this time, Zhang Baijian's heart was faintly entangled with a strong sense of crisis.

Zhang Baijian grasped this sense of crisis very well, but mistook it for the threat brought by the Black Demon Heaven.

This time, Zhang Baijian's caution was really wrong. Although the Black Demon Heaven is not dead, he has lost his ability to fight and act under his continuous attacks. Because regardless of the battle between the Black Demon Heaven and Zhang Baidao, he had already consumed too much vitality in the previous battle with the blind old man of the Gongsun clan who summoned the Ancestor Phantom.

In the distant place, the prisoner ghost and Chu Qiao galloped regardless of the consumption of the origin.

"Amitabha! The two donors, have you ever seen this person?"

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