Chapter 363: The Demon Clan's Banner Leader

[The trailer doesn't count the number of words: Ma Xiaoming and his party found Kong Lan and fought hard. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info】

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"Haha!" Kong Lan laughed angrily, "What are you kidding, just with your strength, you are also worthy of being his enemy?"

It's not that he looks down on Ma Xiaoming, what kind of strength is Ma Xiaoming, although he is very strong, but he does not go beyond his category, and what about Shi Daoming?

At that time, his strength had already reached the god level, and he was the best among the god levels, and the demon venerable, who was also a god level, was not his opponent at all, needless to say, later......

Directly retrograde felling the sky, and the most important thing is that it was successful!

"Hehe, you misunderstood, to be precise, my master and Shi Daoming have a grudge. Ma Xiaoming didn't care about Kong Xuan's ridicule, and explained lightly.

"Oh?" There are some possibilities, judging the strength of his master with Ma Xiaoming's strength, he has the strength to be compared with Shi Daoming, "Then if you say so, Shi Daoming is indeed coming back?"

This time, Ma Xiaoming didn't know everything, but said with a smile: "I've said so much, shouldn't you also say something to let me know." ”

"Say, what do you want to know?" Kong Lan didn't care, anyway, whether he wanted to say it all was up to him, it was impossible to tell Ma Xiaoming the secret, it was not confidential information, and whether he said it or not also depended on his Kong Lan's mood.

"How did you restrain Zen Master Chiba's Buddha power?" Ma Xiaoming said as if unintentionally, "As long as I get this news, I will be able to make a great contribution when I return to the master's sect." ”

Kong Xuan was attacked by Chiba Zen Master on the outskirts of Hangzhou four years ago, and his body was injected with Buddha power, but it didn't take long to recover, and Ma Xiaoming was very interested in it.

This question made Kong Ling frown, and after thinking for a while, he opened his mouth: "Hehe, it turns out to be this problem, no wonder, last time outside Jingzhou City, I said how the big Buddha seal included you in the scope of the attack, otherwise I'm afraid I won't be able to escape so easily......"

"Restraining Buddha power, it's very simple, that's ......" Kong Xuan was ready to reveal the answer.

"Give me death...... "The demonic qi was sheng, and with Kong Xuan's wild shout, a three-foot-sized palm print composed of demonic qi was imprinted towards Ma Xiaoming.

"You think I'm going to tell you!" Kong Luan was taunting Ma Xiaoming in his mouth, the offensive in his hand did not stop for a moment, and the second and third demonic qi palm prints continued to form, "When I send you to the underworld, you can ask those demons who died in Shi Daoming's hands!"

Kong Xuan didn't tell Ma Xiaoming what he meant at the beginning, just to delay time and recover the lost demonic energy.

Previously, it was not as simple as he imagined to defeat the Heavenly Ghost Emperor with one move, at that time, there were a total of three A-level powerhouses including him, among which Ma Xiaoming's strength was not below him, and the Heavenly Ghost Emperor was not much weaker than him, so the previous move to return to the true demon qi palm actually consumed more than eighty percent of the demonic qi in his body!

As long as Ma Xiaoming made a move at that time, he could easily defeat him! But because of Wang Xiaohu's existence, Ma Xiaoming had scruples and missed the best opportunity.

Then, Ma Xiaoming asked for information, and at that time, Kong Lan's demonic qi also recovered sixty percent, and he thought that if Ma Xiaoming made a move, he would flee directly, but he didn't think that he would ask himself questions, Kong Lan was suddenly not in a hurry.

By now, Kong Luan, who had the three major magic weapons in his body, had completely recovered, so he didn't say a word and shot directly!

Frost Emperor Fist Origin! Greeting the Demonic Mudra is a cold stream of frost from ancient times, the cold ice age has passed, the earth has begun to recover, and living things have begun to multiply again, the origin of life!

One punch! Another punch! Ma Xiaoming's fist shattered one demonic handprint after another, but after the demonic handprints were shattered, the demonic qi that was much tougher than before was not annihilated by the cold qi, but scattered around!

As the demonic qi gathered more and more, Ma Xiaoming's vision was inevitably affected.

"Brother Ma, let's study the secret of longevity together!" Kou Zhong suddenly appeared in front of him, stretched out his hands to invite him, and standing next to him was the smiling Xu Ziling, and there was a barefoot girl watching them in the distance.

"National teacher, the tree you planted is about to die! Come and take a look!" the young man named Zhao Xiong pointed to a small tree and said to Ma Xiaoming, "If the leaves fall again, the fruits will not bear fruit." ”

"Master, the invasion of the extraterritorial heavenly demons, the apprentice is about to be unable to withstand it, Senior Brother Yun is dead, and I don't know if the divine tree you planted can be saved in the end. This picture made Ma Xiaoming stunned, because the person who appeared in the picture did not speak to him, but knelt on the ground and prayed to the sky.

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A blue light shot out from Ma Xiaoming's eyes, and all the illusions in front of him disappeared, and the five fingers in his place were put together, like a knife blade, straight to the clutches of his throat.

Kong Luan's palm, pierced like lightning, was less than half an inch away from his throat.

A piece of Aoki was pierced and then shattered into ashes.

"Almost died!" Ma Xiaoming touched his throat, a thin line had already appeared on his neck, and there was still a trace of demonic energy around the thin line that was infecting the surrounding skin, making a slight sound of "zizi", like charcoal that had been poured with water, and black smoke was constantly rising.

Soon the Life Immortal Yuan flowed, the demonic qi was extinguished, and the wound began to heal slowly.

"It's also better to improve the skill of seeing through the eyes in order to break the delusion, and the passive effect can see through the illusion, otherwise I'm afraid that this time it will be dangerous. "It's that the stand-in immortal technique in the back is not a big deal, as long as you can get rid of Kong Luan's momentum lock, it's too simple to escape.

Kong Xuan has not yet been able to completely suppress his strength.

The danger just now stimulated Ma Xiaoming's fighting spirit, Kong Lan's previous performances have greatly exceeded his expectations, although there are factors that Ma Xiaoming did not take the initiative to attack, but it also shows that Kong Luan now has the strength to kill Ma Xiaoming!

Frost Emperor Fist: Thousands of Miles of Ice! In order to prevent being confused by the demonic qi again, Ma Xiaoming used this move that could strengthen the release of true qi! The cold current sprayed, and the white true yuan aura with an extremely cold temperature was mixed with Kong Xuan's demonic qi.

The demonic qi is eroding the cold qi, and the cold qi is also freezing the demonic qi, and they are beginning to consume each other! And in the process, Ma Xiaoming's fist and Kong Xuan's palm are constantly colliding.

Fist and palm! The clash between cold and demonic energy!

"Bang", "Bang", "Bang...... Fighting again and again, the entire Demon Palace began to shake, if I didn't guess wrong, I was afraid that the foundation of the entire Demon Palace would be shaken unstable by the battle between the two.

"Boom" Finally, under the decisive blow of Ma Xiaoming's ten-successful Frost Emperor Fist and Kong Xuan's ten-layer power of sky-high qi, the entire Demon Palace collapsed!

The palace collapsed, the supporting stone pillars were broken into one section after another, the tiles were broken countless times, and the smoke and dust rose into the sky, blocking Wang Xiaohu's view of the demon palace. (To be continued.) )