God Level Demon

Upon hearing this, many of the Wang family's children are moving. Anyway, both sides are not dead. It is better to kill this kid directly here.

If this kid is to escape, I am afraid that it will be difficult to be good in the future.

"I still want to kill me? Are you qualified?"

Xia Ping looked at Wang Rulong and others faintly, and glanced at it.

"Uncle, what are you waiting for, since this kid wants to die, we will fulfill him." Wang Rulong ignited next to him, and he hated it for the guy who once humiliated himself.

"Young people, there is a road in heaven, you don't go, there is no door to hell, you are coming in, you are dead, don't blame me." Wang Tong said quietly, a look of sorrow and horror.

boom!

When the voice just fell, Wang Tong immediately shot, showing the powerful cultivation of the master's six heavens, stunned, arrogant, and distorted air on the back, seems to form a strong and powerful dragon.

He practiced the qigong dragon of the Wang family, and once he cultivated into the high and deep realm, he has a strong dragon in his body. Every move is natural, just like the dragon is alive and invincible.

A fist banged out, suffocating, like a dragon appeared from the void, tyrannical, containing the power to destroy everything, the whole earth is shaking.

"Good!"

Xia Ping is not moved. He runs pure Yang and does not destroy. The void is a palm, and the palm prints are blasted out.

The awakened Heilongjiang Ukrainian cells are screaming. It seems that a hundred birds are screaming in the air. A peerless **** is awakened in the depths of hell. The breath alone is enough to suppress countless demons.

The palm print shows a pale gold color, which seems to have the power of hell. This is the power of Hell Jinwu, with the power to destroy all evils, and nothing can resist.

It can be said that this palm does not know how many times stronger than before.

Boom!

The collision between the fist and the palm print, the dragon and the **** Jinwu fight, as if the two peerless beasts are fighting in the air, fighting each other in the void, madly biting, entangled with each other, forming an amazing storm.

"what?!"

Wang Tong was suddenly shocked. When his fist touched the moment of Xia Ping’s palm print, he felt the endless power passed, the whole arm was shocked and the sleeves were shattered and turned into ash.

He felt that his mouth was numb, and the amazing power was transmitted to his internal organs, and his blood was rolling, and he could not help but spit out the blood in his body.

"How can it be?"

Wang Tong immediately displayed the dragon scorpion, running the qigong in the body, constantly oscillating, removing the giant force transmitted from it, and the body could not help but fly out.

After the whole person traversed hundreds of meters, he finally stopped.

"Zhong Shi Santian, when did you advance to the Guru Santian?" Wang Tong was shocked. He perceives Xia Ping's cultivation as a long-term growth than before, which was not comparable before.

What is even more shocking to him is that it is only the master of the three heavens, and the power has surpassed the master of his master's six heavens. How terrible it is.

If the other party is promoted to the Guru Sixth Heaven, can it be easy to kill him without a punch? !

"No, it’s so fast and broke?!"

Many of the Wang family's children, including Wang Rulong's intestines, are green. They know that this kid has not been promoted to the master's double heaven for a long time. Now he has actually broken through the three-dimensional realm of the master.

The speed of this breakthrough is simply scary.

Although they have long known that this genius champion is a enchanting genie, hated by countless demon kings, but at this moment, they really know what it is, what is the enchanting standing at the peak of many geniuses.

It is no wonder that many demon kings have listed this kid as a murder object, and even the giant company must protect him. If their Wang family has such a qualified descendant, it is estimated that it will be the same, even at all costs.

They are also showing a chill in their hearts. If today, let this enchanting genius leave, according to the speed of the other party's progress, it will not be long before it will be promoted to the king.

When they think of being an enemy of such a enchanting king, they feel that their own king seems to be in great trouble.

None of these people knows more about the horror of the fascinating world than Wang Tong. The gap is not as simple as one and ten. It is the difference between zero and ten.

No matter how many mortals add up, they can't be compared with the enchanting.

"Turn off your ass! A dead person does not need to know so much."

Xia Ping’s eyes showed a trace of coldness, and he turned into a big bird. He smashed the past and completely destroyed Wang Tong.

Although he is now only a master of the three heavens, but his temperament is extremely deep, just the amount of suffocation is no less than any of the masters six heavens.

Coupled with the addition of his pure yang, the power of the blood of the hell, the three are superimposed, even the master's six heavens can match.

"It’s ridiculous, a small junior with a small junior, dare to be so arrogant. Today I have to see who is dead!" Wang Tong immediately angered, and the six-person suffocation of the master broke out.

With a bang, he actually took out a soft sword from the waist, sharp and sharp, cut iron and mud, and exudes a heart-rending silver cold in the air.

The people present suddenly felt that their necks were cut by swords and swords. It seemed that as long as Wang Tong had a thought, they would die and die.

The king's sword method phantom sword method first type moon shift star exchange!

A sword is coming, it seems to be fighting the stars, the sky is a little starlight, every starlight seems to be a sword, overlapping, people are not clear, which is true, which is false.

If the enemy resists the wrong sword, it will be hit by the real sword, pierce the body, and plunder the vitality. This is a terrible sword.

It looks like the stars are twinkling, very beautiful, but there is hidden murder.

Even such a delicate sword method, coupled with the qigong power of the dragon, the superimposed power of the two is not as simple as one plus one, it is simply an enhancement of the geometric progression.

"Hurricane? Who do you think is the real arrogance now?!"

Xia Ping did not evade, he immediately took out the treasured Hell's spear from his body, and immediately took his body as the center, and immediately broke out a terrible gas field.

The sturdy suffocating rushes out of the spear of hell, as if the whole world is dyed black, the ghosts are crying, the hellish atmosphere spreads out from the void, surrounded by a few squares.

Between the vagueness, the surrounding warriors seem to have an illusion, as if there is a **** messenger to hook their souls, to pull them into hell.

Boom!

In such a powerful and unrivalled force, no matter what the phantom, what swordsmanship, was destroyed and destroyed, completely destroyed.

Under absolute power, everything is illusory.