"Slow, Master Abbot, let me go first this time!"

Under the surprised and complicated gaze of the abbot of Xuanci and the senior monks of the Shaolin Xuanzi generation, Wan Soul, the main star of the Ten Thousand Swords Gate, withdrew the big hand pressed on the wrist of the abbot of Xuanci with a calm expression, and immediately strode to the middle of Xuanci and Liewang, stopping Liewang's fierce and irritable innate momentum.

With a raised sword eyebrows on his face, Xing Wansoul said loudly: "Shaolin Temple is the martial arts Taishan Beidou, and it is the bull's ear in charge of the righteous path. The abbot of Xuanci is even more expensive as the head of Shaolin, how can he be rough with a person, if this scene is not taken over by the abbot of Xuanci on behalf of this seat, it is also good to let this seat teach the master of the free school. ”

With a "sonorous" sound, as Xing Wansoul's words fell, a simple, solemn, and atmospheric sword jumped from his back. The sword has a spirit, unsheathed on its own, only to listen to the "sigh", and flew into the hands of Xing Wansoul, Xing Wansoul's body momentum is not released, constantly condensing and accumulating, the tip of the sword from the oblique ground, has been slowly raised to face Lewang.

At the same moment, from behind the star ten thousand souls, an innate phantom that only an innate martial artist can possess rose, and in that void, everything was quiet, and there was only one sword, a sword that implied to destroy all things in heaven and earth and kill everything.

Standing in the sky, the tip of the cold sword pointed directly at the center of Liewang's eyebrows, and a cold and dangerous feeling tightly surrounded Liewang, as if Liewang was no longer facing a person, but a sword with self-awareness, a sword that could travel through time and space in the universe, and could be pursued and killed wherever he fled.

Goosebumps instantly spread all over Liewang's body, and a feeling of extreme danger expanded uncontrollably in his heart. The last time Liewang was seriously injured by the Demon Sect's ambush, it was because he wanted to free up his hands to help Ximen blow blood, and the time he jumped off the cliff against Nangong Batian, it was to preserve his combat effectiveness and wait for the next day to fight again, and he was afraid of it at all, and Liewang also felt that even if he couldn't beat Nangong Batian, it would be no problem to run away.

But now Lewang dares to guarantee that only when he first went to the battlefield and was chased and killed by dozens of adults with weapons. I have had this feeling of being life-threatening. For so many years, I have never felt the danger between life and death. But at that time, I was just a seven or eight-year-old child.

But this time, Levan finally tasted something he hadn't felt in years. Scared! Stimulated by the danger of the Star Soul penetrating deep into the bone marrow. Lewang really had a feeling of fear for a moment. But it was only a blink of an eye, and Levong's eyes turned red, and his fear was swept away. In its place was boundless rage.

There is anger against the soul of the stars, and there is anger against oneself.

As a generation of war gods, Liewang does not allow himself to appear this kind of fear, even if the other party can kill himself in the next second, but the more powerful the enemy, in the absence of a way out, the more he should move forward bravely and fight to the death, this is Liewang's pride as a generation of war gods, this is the indelible blood in his bones.

In a trance, Lewang remembered his parents, the picture that had not appeared many times in his childhood memory, what a beautiful and harmonious picture, but the picture suddenly turned, and there was a picture of monstrous flames and soldiers fighting.

Because of the war, it was all because of the damned war, my father was killed, and my mother was forced to sell her body in order to find something to survive for herself, but even so, in the end, she could not escape the end of death. It was also at that moment that Liewang's heart planted a seed of revenge to become strong and kill all those who should and should not be killed.

It was under the constant whipping of this seed of revenge that Lewang grew step by step, becoming bloodthirsty and crazy, from which the name of the god of war was derived. Later, the revenge was avenged, and he met Duan Xing again, and Liewang slowly suppressed the past and violent side in his heart.

But today, stimulated by the star ten thousand souls, between the crisis of life and death, the picture hidden in the depths of Liewang's memory was forcibly dug out, and the crazy and bloodthirsty character that he had cultivated for many years in his heart was stimulated again. Behind him, a monstrous troll emerged, holding a large copper hammer in one hand and killing hundreds of people;

Although he couldn't hear the sound of the phantom, he knew that the phantom was just an illusion. But looking at the demons in the phantom stepping on the bones of thousands of people, in the blood-colored red world, cracking open their mouths, showing their fangs, making a silent "crush" sound, looking at themselves with eyes full of darkness, coldness, death, madness, and tyranny, everyone in the hall felt like they were in hell, and some of the timid simply closed their eyes and fainted.

The entire hall was because of the phantom of Liewang, and the spiritual power of all the martial artists below the congenital realm was reduced by thirty percent out of thin air, and the combat effectiveness dropped by thirty percent.

The first-class master was barely able to stand firmly, but his feet and stomachs were constantly trembling, and his teeth were not closed. As for the martial artists below the first level, they have completely lost the will to fight, and their eyes are full of fear, and only those disciples who are under the influence of their own innate realm elders can stand in place at this time, but looking at their trembling and frightened looks, I don't want them to have any combat power.

Even Xing Wansoul, who had been calm before, was a little uncalm at this time, his eyes became sharper and sharper, looking at the incomparably arrogant demonic phantom behind Liewang, it took a long time to pop out a few words from between his teeth, and said: "Sure enough, it is the outer way of the demons, and today this seat will do the way for the heavens, slay the demons and eliminate the demons." ”

Rumble.

I didn't see any big movement of the Star Ten Thousand Souls, but as soon as the light flashed, the whole person was like a meteor, rushing straight towards Liewang.

The goal of the Gengjin sword is directly aimed at the heart of Liewang, the tip of the sword, unstoppable, as if to cut all things in the world, and as if there is nothing in this world that cannot be killed, as long as there is a goal, it is to destroy everything.

In the eyes of everyone, everything disappeared automatically, and only a sword, a sword with an incomparable chill, slashed through a trace that was difficult to see with the naked eye, and killed the incomparably arrogant demon god.

Compared with the style of Xingwan Soul who is as quiet as a virgin and moves like a cunning rabbit, Lewang is like a battlefield on earth, a hell of nine hells. I heard Lewang roar angrily and said, "Bah! ”

There was a thunderclap on the ground, and the fierce and invincible dragon hammer was carved.

Liewang's muscles skyrocketed instantly, his muscles were exposed, and his hands grabbed a pair of big copper hammers as lightly as nothing, his eyes were like copper bells, and his breath was like a wild lion.

I saw that the double hammer was one left and one right, with a fierce killing intent to form a pincer attack on the Gengjin Sword of Xing Wan Soul, looking at its strength of ten percent, but only eighty percent was used, and the follow-up moves were already ready, just waiting for Xing Wan Soul to take the move, it was the moment when Liewang's follow-up killing machine burst out. (To be continued......)