Peerless Battle Spirit

The first five hundred and sixty-seven chapters two quadruple

"The knife of the evil spirit!"

The yin yin sang a low voice, and from the void, he took out a black slashing knife and made the surrounding area dim.

The power of this knife is extraordinary. If you play to the strongest point, you can go to the heavens and the gods.

If the ordinary monk is hurt by this knife, the evil will go deep into the bone marrow and become a sinful evil in the body, thus turning away from the fire.

"Amazing knife!"

However, this knife is no exception, it is far more than a broken knife.

The Broken Knife has not released any prestige, but just throwing out a waste of time, it will completely suppress this meaning of evil.

"The Flame of the Evil, the **** is roaring!"

The sorcerer's body flashed, and an amazing array of brilliance was formed in the blink of an eye. A glimpse of the green flame flashed in the air.

Roar!

In the midst of it, it seems that a door to **** has been opened. One of them has no ghosts, and roars in the sky, and it is necessary to tear the heavens and the earth.

Although this is a sonic attack, in essence, it belongs to the sea of ​​knowledge and soul attack, killing people invisible.

Only such an attack, just passed to the Qinnan body, was shocked into nothingness.

Whether it is his knowledge of the sea, or his soul, even the peak of the gods, I want to defeat.

The only way is to confront him directly and break his body.

"How can there be no effect?"

The yin yin is confused and at the same time a little tricky.

Although the tricks he just made did not exert his full strength, but the genius of the world, the means of mastery still exceeded his expectations.

"There is a genius to come!"

The rest of the monks, seeing this scene, suddenly a happy face.

The arrival of the genius of the world, plus them, and the follow-up of the upcoming monks, defeating the blocker, will definitely not talk.

With this in mind, the moves they made have become more fierce.

"Step by step!"

Qin Nan will be a godpower, running to 70%, the speed is even more amazing, even if there is a genius of the world, his body shape is still difficult to capture.

The knives he took out also attacked other monks.

Since there is already a genius to come, he will defeat these monks one by one, and then fight a battle.

"Step by step!"

After successively defeating the three monks, Qin Nan’s figure disappeared again and came to the other monks.

"Curious special technique, you can ignore the fairy tales and teleport to others. However, I have already prepared!"

The yin yin was so surprised that he immediately printed a knot. The **** bandage that he spread out was like a dragon in the same head. He snarled at an astonishing speed and entangled Qinnan.

This bandage on his body is extraordinary and is a veritable fairy.

However, he has not repaired enough, and he can't play them to the extreme.

"broken!"

In the eyes of Qin Nan, the golden light is in full bloom, and the invisible force is locked. These bandages are locked, and the broken knife in the hand is gone.

"Oh, it’s impossible to rely on such an attack--"

The mouth of the yin yin’s mouth floated with a sneering smile. The next moment, the smile on his face froze, and the face was incredible.

Under this knife, his **** bandages were actually pulled out of the cracks of the road, as if they had been hit hard, the aura was so bright that there was no power.

"What kind of magic is he?"

When the yin dynasty was puzzling, Qin Nan killed three monks and was unstoppable.

"Very good, mysterious magic weapon, weird moves, these have evoked my interest... San Ge ghost body!"

The yin dynasty quickly calmed down, and the French seal was born. The whole figure began to swell, transforming ghosts and spirits, and multiplying strength.

The surrounding land turned into a darkness, and a ghost of ghosts and ghosts came out in succession.

"kill!"

The yin dynasty's five-finger claws, directly surrounded by many ghosts and gods, directly caught the heart of Qinnan.

Hey!

A series of dense explosions sounded one after another.

Throughout the battlefield, the shape of Qin Nan and the prince of Mongyin confronted each other.

The strength of the vast expanse, stirring the Quartet, shattering the void, let the remaining monks, as well as the monks who are about to fly in the distance, can not help but breathe.

The confrontation between the geniuses of the world is really extraordinary. Even if they offer the strongest means, they will only be qualified to participate in the war.

It’s just that they didn’t know that, with the battle, the face of the yin yin was gradually dignified.

This person in front of him, the martial arts is extremely amazing, and like a **** of war, for the entire battle, there is an amazing hole.

Moreover, he also felt that the other party seems to have a lot of reservations.

"Is this person a traceless sword god, or a purple fox that is a fox, a battle force, so powerful..."

In the heart of the dying prince.

Of course, he still has a stronger card and has not yet displayed it.

Just from the current situation of the war, he uses the strongest technique and completely kills him. Although he will win, he will also be hit hard.

At that time, other monks are shooting at him, and he is afraid that he will not be able to hold the jade of the cloud beast.

"A very strong combat, then I will join one."

At this moment, a faint voice sounded, followed by an incomparably amazing Jianguang, bursting out of the void, and heading for Qinnan.

"Another genius?"

Qin Nan’s eyes lit up and his body shape avoided.

"Are there another Genius genius?"

In the heart of the yin yin, the child is slightly happy, and at the same time, the voice is passed: "I am a yin yin, is the Taoist sorcerer, or a purple fox?"

The person looked at him and said, "No trace."

The eyes of the prince of the yin dynasty, the evil spirits stunned, said: "It seems that the fox of the purple fox, really came to our **** group. There is no trace of friends, we join hands to deal with him."

No trace of the sword **** nodded, from the midair, step by step.

The ancient sword in his hand has also been thrown out thousands of times. Every time, an amazing sword light broke out, and a solemn chanting voice sounded in the void.

His sword is not the most hurtful, but the invisible chanting.

There will be no abnormalities at first, and over time, the monks' knowledge of the sea and the soul will be invisible.

The traceless sword god's shot is completely different from that of the yin yin, and it directly moves the divine power to the extreme.

"The two geniuses are just enough to make me fight hard!"

Qinnan has a **** hair, no wind and dance, the body's divine power, running to the extreme, a piece of red gold armor, also on his body, constantly emerging.

The whole man’s warfare has climbed to the peak.

His blood is also boiling.