Supreme Demon

The 879th chapter of the three punches killed the master

The heavenly sword is oppressed.

The cold momentum is mixed with the Wandao Shenhong, and the sword is rushing into the sky, breaking the entire battlefield.

The combat power of Wu Zun has gradually approached the Valkyrie, so even the gods in the battlefield are shaking, and suddenly a glimmer of light shines.

A sword fell, the world was shocked!

People seem to have seen the picture of the arrogant bird on the battlefield. Under such an imposing manner, it is Yunxi. I am afraid that I will be seriously injured. In the anti-desert, only Ye Xinran, who dominates the gas field, can compete.

a bird.

Yes, this is the bird!

When Mori’s cold sword was killed, the proud bird squinted, and it fluttered its wings and flew to the sky, his eyes sharp as a sword, and at that moment, the momentum on it began to rush, the beginning Such as faint streamer, in the blink of an eye, a low whistling sound burned the entire sky.

"Hey!"

The horrible power is rising from it, and the whole battlefield is trembling, like an ancient sword, which is rising from the depths of the earth, and the power of the smashing of the sky.

It is not a sword, nor a sky treble!

Instead, the whistling of the proud bird!

It burned all over the body, the hot light, illuminating the Qiankun, the dark golden demon is more fierce than the Excalibur, and the radiance of the tingling stings everyone's eyes.

The next moment, it throws a fist!

Only one punch!

"啵拉..."

That punch slammed into the depths of Tianyu, broke through a void, and also smashed into the Wandao Shenhong, which was like a broken bamboo, and a violent mess.

In this boxing, the sacred sword of the heavens was broken, and it faded like a glass.

However, the punch was still there, and it hit the old man, like a dark golden lightning, bathed in the gorgeous rainbow of the gods, and had a punch to ask the air of the sky.

"boom!"

The old man flew out and the sternum burst like a bean. He was full of horror, and his face was astonished. He didn't think of a sword that was violent to the explosion, and he was crushed by such destruction.

What is even more terrifying is that the fist hits an astonishing level and hurts him in one fell swoop. At that moment, he finally sees the realm of the proud bird.

Nine-level peak Wu Zun!

Everything is like a thunder, everyone is stupid, who can think of that weak, always like a bird that does not wake up, there will be such fighting power.

A fist flew to the border Wuzun!

Is this a bird?

They are stunned, their faces are horrified, the previous ridicules have turned into red, and each one looks like cooked shrimp. How embarrassing it is to be embarrassed, the fist of the proud bird is like playing on their faces. .

Qin Yutian and Ling Xuewen’s face were so dignified that even they could feel the power of the horror in that punch. Although the martial arts can’t compare with them, they are definitely terrible powers, but The proud bird made him fully aware of what it meant to be devastating.

There is no doubt that this bird will become their enemy, and it will be the sharpest sword.

"This is the proud bird!"

Against the gods, all the people are holding their fists hard. Before the arrogant birds were laughed at, they were also very ugly, and they were stunned in their hearts. Now, the arrogant bird tells the people at the place with their fists and dares to laugh at it. They are all idiots.

Let the idiot shut up!

Now it's done!

Everyone was dumb, and they were all stunned. They had seen hope, but they were trampled out by a bird. They punched the old man with a punch, which means that its combat power is definitely not the same.

"moron!"

Ling Qing's cold and pouting, this is the unique **** and bird of the heavens and the earth. It has oppressed the real dragon, played the phoenix, and the arrogant bird who wants to blow the blast, can these people improve a little?

The reason why it didn't let it go is not that it is too weak, but because it is too strong.

There are not enough strong opponents, it is very unfair to the proud bird.

"Old man, your sword is really strong." The proud bird grinned. "However, you don't seem to be sincere enough."

It hooked the finger and said, "Come on."

"..."

The dust-stricken old man flew up, wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth, and his face was embarrassing. He was praised for the first time as "a strong child". What is this special praise?

Now, he finally realized that the anti-desert is not to insult him, but to blow the dust, four to zero into the quarterfinals.

He is still too weak.

"Then come again!" The old man spit out a blood, and smiled slyly. "I hope your fist can be more energetic."

When the voice fell, his sword suddenly rushed up, and he rose up in an imposing manner, breaking through the stars.

This sword is even more extraordinary. The first nine dragons fly out, branded in the middle of a big sword, and immediately, the big sword squats down. There seems to be a **** standing in the faint.

"Stab!"

The void was dim, and the sword pierced Tianyu.

After a sword is killed, it is in front of the proud bird, the amazing sword meaning, more than before, violently more than twice.

Until now, he finally got serious and he was full of blood and arrogant birds.

"Boom!"

However, the arrogant bird did not move, and another fist was killed. It can be seen that the whole world was filled with this fist. The terrible light path pierced the big sword in an instant, and it will emerge. One of the gods has broken down.

thump!

The dusty old man flew out again, and fell to the ground with one face, his face full of blood, four broken bones, and the internal organs were broken.

He was so frightened that he was like a ghost. The punch was so ridiculous that he didn't see it clearly, and the amazing strength was not as terrible as he imagined, but he could tear the sword.

Too!

At this time, the whole world was dumb, and people completely closed their mouths. Even the gods were ashamed to die, and the bird was hitting their faces.

"Don't fall, it's very boring."

The proud bird hooked his finger and said with a smile. "It hasn't been so refreshing for a long time, you continue."

"..." The popular body of Xishen Island trembled, and the bird was licking a knife to their chest.

It's refreshing, but they are bleeding and tearing, and they don't want to live!

"Oh!"

The old man is mad, and he gnaws his teeth and glares at the arrogant bird. In his eyes, this bird is ten thousand times shameless, and if he loses in the hands of a bird, it spreads his reputation. Destroyed, people don't live anymore.

"kill!"

His entire face was distorted, bathed with blood, and killed to the proud bird, and the sword in his hand was more shining. The nine swords were squirted. In the blood, there seems to be a figure that is going to take a step. Come out in the air.

A **** wants to come true!

The horrible momentum, the oppressed people's blood is in the cold, many people can't help but go backwards. Even if it is in such a battlefield, Wushen needs people to look up.

"call out!"

At this time, the body of the proud bird flashed, and a black gold stream appeared on the fist. It doubled and punched, and together they killed the god.

There is no arrogant momentum, no tyrants of the world!

This is the slowest punch it has ever made.

However, when I saw this fist, Qin Haotian and Ling Xuewen all stood up and looked upside down. Even they felt the pressure. This is definitely not an ordinary bird, but the gray. The appearance of the sudden, but they can not think of what the race is.

"Return to the truth!"

"A punch can ask the sky!"

"In the boxing, I am afraid that the door to the bottom of the road will not be comparable."

They bitterly shake their heads, a feeling of chilling, how enchanting it is in the end, a soul that understands the fire, a sword is unparalleled, and there is a king who dominates the gas field. Now there is such a returning bird, so abnormal. Combination, is it going to drive everyone crazy?

It is these Wu Zun, who returned from the battlefield of the gods and gods, have been hit.

"The dust is lost."

Ye Xinran stood up, turned indifferently and left, and the battle against her was over.

This punch made her very difficult, not to mention the old man.

"Hey!"

The air wave exploded, the seemingly slow punch, an inch of pressure on a god, the big sword that was hit was falling apart, the old man wanted to dodge, but he felt no matter which direction he was hiding, Which direction the fist will appear in.

Do not dodge!

This is the return to the truth.

So, people saw a scene that was incredible, and the old man seemed to be hitting the punch...

"Booming..."

The battle is over.

Despite the suppression of the gods, the entire battlefield is also very messy.

The dusty old man flew down the battlefield, his flesh and blood ruptured, his face was swollen, and he looked almost untouched. He was full of red eyes, his face was bloody, he opened his mouth and looked at the proud bird. He did not say a word. When I came out, I passed out.

A master of the situation has fallen!

This is also the first master of the entire jihad to fall.

And a king was born, and the three punches to defeat the master's proud bird, has undoubtedly become the taboo of many people, even the Wuwu Zun can not see its depth, this is the reason people are vigilant.

"The wolf is coming!"

"In the end, who said they did not qualify for the first?"

"A **** bird that kills Wu Zun, a goddess who dominates the gas field, is absolutely enough for other forces to drink a pot."

"The king is domineering!"

The wind has changed, and those idiots suddenly become smart.

Tsundere bird looked around and put on a cool posture, accepting everyone's look, and immediately did not hang on, and it turned and flew, and also caught up with Ye Xinran, from people The eyes disappeared.

On the cloud of a hidden cloud, a young man smiled faintly. He knew that Ye Xinran was forcing himself, but with such a tyrannical team, he was not in a hurry to appear, but if he could not hold back, He will stand up and hold up for a day.

Yes.

He is Ling Feng.

he came!