Dragon Blood Emperor

The truly eye-catching World War I made everyone excited. They want to see who is stronger?

Bei Zhe Yunzhuo's eyes also stared, Wudao defeated him, Ye Wushuang also defeated him, and he was not willing to see the two defeated!

"cut!"

Ye Wushuang's figure rushed into the sky, the dragon's blood and the sword moved in the air, the sword was blooming, and the blood was dazzling, like a **** lightning cut in the night to the real demon.

"The hand of the true demon!" Wudao gave a cold drink, the magic energy was tumbling, a **** hand slaps over, the spirit of the true magic envelops the world, and rushes to Ye Wushuang.

"Extermination!" A flash of blood flashed through, the **** sword stabbed the demon **** body, and at the same time, Ye Wushuang took seven steps against the dragon. Ground out.

Bang!

The **** giant hand collided with the hand of the real demon from the attack, and the blood red light and the black light collided in a circle of alternating black and red light waves, spreading in all directions.

"Hand of Futian!" Looking at this familiar handprint, Mo Wentian's face was ugly, and he also practiced, but his side had huge side effects and was a ghost of Ye Wushuang.

"Hand of Futian, town!" Ye Wushuang's figure moved, and the **** giant hand continued to protrude from the cloud of blood, and patted it towards Wudao.

"God of Demons and Eighteen Floats, destroy me!" Wudao roared, the endless spirit of evil spirits surged out, black gas rose into the void, and eighteen demon heads came into the world.

Roar!

The demon danced in a panic, the eighteen demon heads rushed into the cloud of blood, swept wildly, the cloud of blood rolled, trembling constantly, and the **** sky was gradually invaded by the black cloud.

As if the devil conquered the heavens and the earth, the demon is invincible!

The eighteen demon heads are dreaded, and each one releases the evil and violent breath, as if each one can kill a strong one.

Rumble!

Stepped out of the cloud of blood, the hand of Futian was not seen, and the innocence came to the sky with the hand of the true demon. The eighteen demon heads also fell from the sky indifferently. It suddenly looked extremely dim.

However, in this darkness, a touch of blood never fades, gradually blooming, gradually brightening!

"Baijie!" Ye Wushuang's body flickered. On the blood of the dragon and the sword, blood was in full bloom. As the **** sky cut out, the hand of the true demon was cut in half.

"The Wrath of the Demon God!" Wudao spit out a real demon again to block the sword from destruction, and his body flashed back.

At the same time, the eighteen demon heads also came to kill Ye Wushuang, and the black palm prints were blown down.

"Zhan Zhan Zhan!" Ye Wushuang went up against the sky, carrying the dragon's blood sword to draw the cross blood, strangling the eighteen demon heads.

Huh!

Huh!

The blood was constantly flashing, and under the sword of the annihilation, the demon would also be annihilated.

The energy of the shock continued to rag, and the sky was shaking, as if to be collapsed by the earthquake.

"No wonder you defeated Beizhe Yunzhuo. Your strength is indeed strong enough and genius, but only standing at the top is the real genius. Your genius must also be dim in my light. "

As the wordlessness fell, it was wrapped in a black mist, like a black light, rushed to the sky and merged with a demon head.

At the same time, those demon heads that have not yet been smashed also rush into them and merge into one.

Demon King World!

An eight-armed demon king stood on the sky, swiped with one hand, the magic gas billowed, drowning the scarlet swordmand.

"Do you think only you can grow big?"

Ye Wushuang's eyes shot at the golden divine light, the giant spirit really stood tall, the golden body of the war, amazing power, holding a palm with a blood knife, like a golden **** of war.

The crowd's eyes were frozen, and they fell on the two huge figures without leaving a moment.

These are the two's strongest means, and these two methods defeated Bei Zhe Yunzhuo, and now they meet, then it is the last blow.

Whose strongest hole card is stronger?

Strong, win the game!

The crowd stared at the final blow.

"The demon king, the master of all demons, Megatron heaven and earth, giant spirits can't compete with it!" The eight-armed demon chanted, the eight arms gathered together a group of magical lights, burst out, and turned into eight pillars of black light that penetrated the void To the golden giant.

"Baijie!" The golden giant's arm lifted, his sword splattered a river of blood, split the world, the void was cut in half, and it spread quickly to the eight-armed demon king.

The eight black beams of light are also criss-crossed, coiled forward, and rushed towards the stretch of blood.

The crowd looked at their breath and the longest-awaited strongest blow was finally about to collide!

Bang!

In the sight of the crowd, eight black beams of light converged, collided with the blood curtain, and made a shocking sound.

The hearts of the crowd shook!

As soon as I felt the endless energy, such as the terrible waves, destroying this side of the world frantically, the tremor of the gods continued to tremble.

The crowd below also kept retreating. This impact was terrible!

"Did you decide?"

The crowd looked back at the sky, and the two figures stood still!

"This is your strongest means!"

The eight-armed demon stared at the golden giant, and said indifferently, "However, the previous blow was not my strongest hole card. From beginning to end, I have never used a real hole card. You may not have thought of it."

"what!"

The crowd trembled, and the blow before Wudao was not the ultimate hole card!

How is it possible, how is it possible!

Everyone didn't believe it. Wudao was already powerful and horrifying, but now tell them that it is not his strongest hole card, how can they believe it?

Even Beizhe Yunzhuo couldn't believe it. He fought with all his strength and did not let Wudao exert his full strength, and Wudao also despised him.

"I didn't expect it!" Ye Wushuang watched Wudao and spit out a sentence: "But, what about it?"

"Meaning, you can only be a foil, and only make me more glorious!"

The sound of innocent and overbearing sounded between heaven and earth, and the eight-armed demon stared with a stare, and the demon king's air dominated the world.

"Take me this trick!"

The black figures continued to emerge from the body of the eight-armed demon, all of which were the eight-armed demon, exactly the same, even with the same momentum and strength.

Bang!

Eight demon and eight-armed demon kings ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ erupted around eight directions of the golden giant; sixty-four pillars of light formed a net of destruction.

The golden giant is cracking, as if it can't bear the blow!

Scary, Wudao is too scary. This hidden hole card will give Ye Wushuang a fatal blow!

The crowd was drawn to the past by the eight demon figures.

but.

None of them found that the crack of the golden giant was broken by a **** knife light!

"Holiday, do you have it, don't I have it!" Suddenly, a faint voice came out of Ye Wushuang's mouth, which sounded a little unreal.

"Ten-Jie-Floating-Slaying!" Each word sounded between heaven and earth, echoing deep in the hearts of everyone.

The golden giant collapses, and the world of a sword is as if collapsed. The endless **** sword light bursts out, as if to destroy the world and spread out!