Paradise of Demonic Gods

As the fist of Xia is getting closer and closer to Fang Xingjian, the movement of the fist is slower and slower. Finally, the whole fist stops in front of Fang Xingjian three inches.

When you look closely, you can see that his whole person has been wrapped up in countless dense swords, and he has been unable to move at all.

The sword world can inspire a radius of 100,000 meters, and all material particles explode and shoot out the sword.

The human body has tens of billions of material particles, and the explosive power is enough to turn the river and create a tsunami.

Then the power of the material particles with a radius of 100,000 meters is several times that of the 180 million material particles.

Tens of thousands? Billions of times? One trillion times?

The sword world broke out of the trillions of smuggling into the virtual sword, directly wrapped up the summer body, so that the summer body can not move, even a trace of nothing can not move.

The face of Xia was distorted, and the eyes were murderous. The whole person was crazy and motivated, but still could not move.

His flesh and blood burst, and then reorganized, but still appear in the same place, no matter how he burst open **, how to reorganize again and again, can not break through the whole body of the upper and lower body.

Even when he opened his mouth and wanted to say something, the martial arts will continue to hit and want to say something. All of them are blocked by the sword, and they can't be spread.

Feeling the summer of this scene, there was finally a hint of fear in his eyes.

Fang Xingjian said faintly: "How many swords do you need to cut a living person into material particles?"

"No, stop, Fang Xingjian, I am wrong, you are stronger than me, then I naturally listen to you, let me go, I beg you to let me go!"

A series of messages swayed back and forth in the summer body, but they couldn’t be worn at all, and they were blocked by tens of billions of swords.

In the gaze of regret and despair in the summer, Fang Xingjian raised a long sword of 10 gold in his hand. Under the sword, Xia was divided into two, and became a piece of meat wrapped in swords.

Then it was a sword, and it became four, then eight, sixteen, thirty-two, sixty-four...

Starting from the tenth sword, the long sword in Fang Xingjian’s hand has become a kind of lightning, and the pursuit of the speedy chasing sword has been launched, bringing countless lights back and forth in the space in front of the eyes, and has become a piece of optical network.

Xia’s will is getting weaker and weaker with repeated cuts, leaving only boundless resentment, regret, and desperation enveloped him until Fang Xingjian’s last kneeling, the summer’s will is completely broken and completely dissipated.

After the 31-foot sword from the beginning to the end, Fang Xingjian stopped and there was a summer figure in front of him.

The other party has been completely decomposed to the level of material particles, and then was smashed by countless swords, and even the martial arts will be completely shattered.

One of the top ten powers of the empire, the undead summer is dead.

Even the widows of the slightest are not left behind. It is really the power of the god-level powerhouse and the physical body. If you want to kill a god-level powerhouse, you must erase all his traces.

If you want to get the remains of a god-level powerhouse, you can wait for the other party to die, or kill the other party's consciousness on the basis of not hurting the other party. This requires Fang Xingjian's martial will to be stronger than the sum of all the powers of the other party.

Only the sun god, the mysterious emperor, the sage Adam, such a peerless strong man, can directly defeat some god-level powerhouses with the martial arts will, and use their widows to refine the god-level armed forces.

Although Fang Xingjian relies on the ability of the sword world to kill the summer, but if you want to use the martial arts will to kill each other, it is obviously impossible.

Seeing the amazing scene of Xia was killed in the summer, Xia’s harem group, a blonde beauty screamed and rushed toward Fang Xingjian. Her face was full of courage and she wanted to fight for summer revenge.

There was also a red-haired beauty with a pale face and a boundless fear in his eyes. He quickly went out and wanted to escape.

The blonde beauty is in the air and has been broken into pieces by the omnipresent emptiness.

The red-haired beauty just fled a kilometer and was caught up by Fang Xingjian. A sword shattered the brain and turned into a headless body that fell toward the ground.

Fang Xingjian stepped on the void and slowly walked back to the top of the practice field. In front of him, the monk was thrown on the ground.

As one of the three remaining harems in the summer, unlike the two women who escaped from the previous attack, she did not expect to escape the Fangxing sword, let alone kill Fang Xingjian.

Just like Fang Xingjian, a sword and a sword wiped out the horror scene of summer, so that Xia Lian could not do anything in rebellion, it was really frightening her.

‘I don’t think of it, I really can’t think of it. We’re watching with Xia, and the strength of this Fangxing sword is probably enough to dominate the world and dominate the empire.

So there are such powerful people in the world? Even if you are not even 20 years old, have you reached this point? ’

Just listen to her in a very respectful voice: "Adult, I am willing to lead all the rest of the Octagon Red Dragon, put it into your hands, just ask you to spare me."

Fang Xingjian said faintly: "Hey? You don't want to revenge for summer?"

The monk nervously said: "The weak meat is strong, the strong is the respect, this is the idea of ​​summer, and it is also the concept of our eight-party red dragon. Each generation of leaders of the Eight Dragons is killing the superiors of the previous generation.

Since you are stronger than summer, we are naturally willing to follow you. If you don't kill summer, he will follow you. ”

After some words, her back has been soaked in sweat, and she is worried that Fang Xingjian will kill herself.

"No interest." Only listened to Fang Xingjian: "A group of garbage only, what qualifications are my men."

After saying this, Fang Xingjian’s sword was swept away, and the monk’s eyes were condensed, and the whole person’s consciousness was completely shredded.

Audrey's chest constantly ups and downs, both eyes are excited, constantly staring at the square star sword in front of him, watching him one person and one sword will kill the summer, and then the three deputy heads of the Eight Dragons.

At this moment, Fang Xingjian is in her eyes, it is simply handsome.

At the same time, everyone in the field also looked at Fang Xingjian, just like watching the gods in the sky.

From today, the teachers and students of the entire Daxizhou State College will respect the gods and swords.

The chief of the department, James, finally couldn’t help but ask: "Star sword, have you hit the **** level?"

"Yes, it has been promoted to a level of God, now 30." Fang Xingjian nodded and looked at Zhou Xingwen: "Let people inform the Eight Dragons, all within three days."

Fang Xingjian is the leader of the Eight Dragons, and the undead summer is at the Western State College.

One day later, the news seemed to be a typhoon that swept the entire empire.

Suddenly shaking eight states, countless people, countless organizations have all eyes focused on the big Western state, concentrated on Fang Xingjian.

Two days later, the Octagon Red Dragon announced its dissolution. In order to distribute the property before the dissolution, more than half of the fighting power died under the big chaos. The Eight Dragons completely disappeared from history.

At the same time, all the strongholds of the Temple of the Earth were abandoned, and all the gray robes disappeared without a trace, and they did not know where to go.

Three days later, the president of the Emperor and the Knights Association personally ordered Fang Xingjian to serve as the national jury, a member of the Knights Association, a professor of the National Academy of Swords, and invited Fang Xingjian to the Imperial City to receive the award.

Five days later, among the top ten elites of the empire, the undead summer battle was defeated, and the upper star sword and the great prince were counted. The ten elite gods of the empire became eleven, and they were called the eleventh god-level powerhouse. . (To be continued.)

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