Godly System: Evolve From a Kitten

"Ten thousand swords return to the clan!"

Li Zhen let out a loud shout, his terrifying aura seemed like a mighty might, more like a **** emperor above the nine heavens, ignoring Fang Ming.

At this moment, the horrible momentum rolled back, and the surrounding atmosphere was deeply suppressed.

"Swish swish!"

A series of qi and blood swords turned into phantoms, piercing the void, buzzing, majestic sword intent, and ice cold sword light.

Fang Ming wanted to escape, but those sword shadows had already locked him, and he would follow him if he changed positions.

The sword is like a dragon, no one can beat it!

Fang Ming's bodyguard couldn't even stop it with a sword, so it was pierced and turned into nothingness.

However, the sword energy remained undiminished, and he slashed towards Fang Ming fiercely and flew him out, hitting the stone wall, making a muffled sound of "Boom!"

Everyone who was fighting was stunned.

Quiet!

It's all silent!

The expression on everyone's face solidified in an instant, as if stupid, staying in place.

Rank 5 Xeon was overturned by a Rank 4 guy?

And it's a trick!

"How is this possible? How could he become so terrible?" The iron lunatic couldn't help feeling depressed.

29 days!

What's the matter, how can he live?

In the cave, everyone was deeply shocked by this scene, and they couldn't even believe it.

"Ahem!" Fang Ming stood up trembling, his eyes full of disbelief, hissing loudly: "It's absolutely impossible!"

"Fang Ming, kill him, returning Wan Jian to the sect is extremely costly. He is a fourth-rank, so he can't make a second blow at all!" Ren Ning shouted loudly.

When Fang Ming heard the words, he felt his eyes brightened. Yes, Li Zhenxiu was only a Fourth-Rank, and he would never make a second blow. Even the powerful Wen Tianye could not endlessly urge Wan Jian to return to the Sect.

Li Zhen did not speak, but expressed it with action. With his arms stretched out, countless swords of vitality and blood appeared again, and he slashed out without hesitation!

"I will kill you in three minutes!" Li Zhen said lightly, as if to say something for granted.

"Good boy, kill!" The iron madman was stimulated by Li Zhen, and his iron fist three styles were performed to the extreme. For a while, the tiger bandit was forced to retreat again and again.

"This..." Fang Ming was panicked, didn't dare to pick it up again, and hurriedly turned and fled.

Ren Ning's eyes were splitting, and he wanted to rush to rescue Xiao Ming, but how could Cang Qiong allow it.

Just when Li Zhenwanjian was cut out, a terrifying backlash came from his body. After all, this was not what he could display at this stage. His forced display had already attracted a terrorist backlash of blood and energy.

Even the system cannot be restored immediately.

When the martial arts party saw this scene, their confidence suddenly increased.

"Elder Tiger, kill Tie Feng, and join forces with Fang Ming to kill Li Zhen!" Ren Ning could only put all his hopes on the tiger bandit.

Although Iron Madman is strong, compared with Li Zhen, he is not so outstanding.

The tiger bandit also saw this, and the aura on his body continued to rise, and the terrifying aura seemed to want to engulf the iron madman immediately.

The iron madman is depressed, he is underestimated, what do you mean? Solve me first? Am I the weakest?

The tiger bandit's terrifying giant palm slammed, and the iron madman suddenly laughed, no longer dodge as before, but stepped on the ground with one foot, roaring and rushing up like a cannonball.

"boom!"

With a loud noise, the figure of the iron madman flew upside down more than ten feet away.

"puff!"

With a spurt of blood, he stood up and rushed over again.

Go fast, fly back faster, but the iron madman seems to be in pain, vomiting blood, still in a desperate posture.

"Very good!" Realizing something, Li Zhen glanced at the iron lunatic and nodded lightly.