The Almighty Asura

"In fact, we don't know what their final results are, but it's too difficult to check too much."

Another person said.

"There are so many geniuses, I don't think they will fall."

"Yeah, how can the geniuses of Dongfang Chenhui, Zhou Xing and Jiang Feng be so easily degraded?"

Some people do not believe that these genius spirits will be so easily degraded.

Time passes slowly, like a white pass, a blink of an eye, and a day passes.

In the starry sky field, the twelve tattoo geniuses are still quietly comprehending their own lines.

Oriental Chen Hui sat in the starry sky, suddenly opened his throat, and his mouth contained a cold smile.

He stretched out his palms, and the yang yang rushed out and differentiated into silk. A strand of hot air was intertwined in his hands.

"Finally realized this pattern"

Oriental Chen Hui said to himself, he then looked at the distant starry sky, a young man closest to him.

"It is time to eliminate some garbage."

Dongfang Chenhui stood up and went to the young man, turning into a golden light and shadow.

The comprehensible youth suddenly opened his eyes, his face changed, his figure retreated, and he looked at him with anger.

"Oriental morning, what do you want to do?"

The young roar asked.

"What do you do, naturally kill you?"

The oriental morning sneer sneered, and at the same time, a fist smashed out, and the lines of gold flames were intertwined, and they were turned into a golden flame, and the hot flame swept the young man.

The young man's face changed greatly, and he rushed out of the Yuanyuan force. He became a Qianyuan bodyguard in front of him. He had not yet realized the way he learned his feelings.

"Hey!"

This Jin Yanquan was smashed and smashed, and it was directly smashed by the bamboo smashing body, and it was bombarded in the youth.

"Hey!"

The young man spit out blood and looked pale.

He wants to turn around and flee, but the Oriental Chenhui's second boxing pattern is intertwined and violently smashed.

"what!"

The young man was hit by a striated fist, and his body was devastated. The five internal organs were smashed, and the blood of the visceral debris was spewed out.

The third fist of the Oriental Chenhui was smashed and killed, directly killing the unresisting youth into pieces.

Twelve contestants, one fallen.

Oriental Chenhui killed the man and snatched the other's Qiankun ring, and his eyes looked at other people.

In the distant sky, one person woke up from the state of sitting and comprehending, and there was confidence in his eyes.

He looked at the morning Chen Hui, and the two men looked at each other and the air was condensed.

"Zhou Xing, you also realized it."

Oriental Chenhui is indifferent.

"You all understand, how can I slow you down?"

Zhou Xing smiled lightly.

"Well, if that is the case, then we will come more than one, to see who killed more people."

Oriental Chenhui smiled coldly.

"Right on my mind"

Zhou Xing sneered, the two formed themselves, split two streams, and smashed to other people.

And Zhou Xingchong went to the person closest to him, who was a spiritist in the Warrior Temple.

The spiritist changed his face, the figure rioted, and Zhou Xing coldly drank, the palms of the hand were intertwined into a pattern, and the lines were turned into a blue knife and smashed, and the power was powerful.

"Zhou Xing, you dare to start with me!"

This spiriter is roaring.

"What are you afraid of, here, besides yourself, are enemies?"

Zhou Xingxiao laughed, and both palms gathered at the same time, turning into a blue knife and screaming and screaming at the spiritist.

The man screamed, and the same force surged, condensed into a pattern, and the road pattern turned into a golden enchantment shrouded him.

puff! puff! puff!

The knife was killed in this man's defensive enchantment without breaking this defense.

Zhou Xing was slightly surprised. The story of this guy's understanding was actually a defensive pattern.

"Hey, you can't kill me."

This spirited sneer, the pattern he realized, but the defensive pattern of the third-order Chinese product.

"Ha ha ha ha, do you think that the power of the Tao I understand is only this point? Then you are very wrong."

Zhou Xing laughed, hands together, only to see more lines appeared, condensed into a tens of thousands of meters of knives.

"cut!"

Zhou Xing Daxie, this type of knife screaming and screaming out, violently rushed to this spirited division, the power is more than the previous violent.

"The third-order upper line!"

Feeling this violent momentum, the spiritist changed his face.

This week, Zhou Xing actually realized the implementation of a third-order upper line in one day!

boom!

The defensive enchantment shines a glimpse, and then the slamming slams open and the knives smash to the spiritist.

"Do not!"

Hey!

The spiritist was terrible, and he was killed by two knives and fell into the stars.

"Humph!"

Zhou Xing sneered, he received the man's ring.

Others, some people also realized the lines and launched an attack.

Mu Feng sat on the starry sky, his lap, with a two-meter-long cyan warrior, sitting close to his eyes, and above the gun, there was a ray of light.

In the distance, a comprehensible young man looked at Mu Feng and showed a sneer.

"The genius of Feng Shi Temple, Mu Feng, to erase genius, will certainly be more enjoyable than others."

He is a spiritualist of Mu Yunzong. Seeing that other people are starting to kill, he seems to have to act.

And his goal seems to be fixed on Mu Feng.

This spiritsman flew to Mu Feng, and there was a rush of light on his body. He only saw him drink lightly, and the lines were intertwined into a red light.

This light whistling, smashing to Mu Feng, rolling momentum.

"Hey!"

Mu Feng, who had been practicing, opened his eyes, and his cold eyes looked at the young people who killed him.

"act recklessly!"

Mu Feng got up and clenched the Qing Lei war gun and looked at the young man.

"The weapon here is scrap iron, Mu Feng, I am blaming me for Huang Quan."

The young man sneered, and the savage smashed down.

Mu Feng indifference shot, Yuan Li surging, a strand of thunder and rushing into the gun.

Rumble!

A roar of thunder, the thunder and the power of the thunder condensed into a horrible Thunder gun to kill the light, which also contains amazing power penetration.

Hey!

This gun directly smashed the light and was overbearing.

"what!"

The young man was awkward, but then the thunder and gunman instantly smothered himself and directly penetrated the young man’s head.

The young corpse fell directly into the starry sky and fell to the bottom.

"A terrible shot, this guy, has already integrated the insightful pattern, has been integrated into his guns, and reused the abandoned weapons."

In the distance, a Renjian spiritist looked at Mu Feng's terrible shot, and could not help but reveal a trace of horror.

There was an outbreak in the void, and this wave of killings directly killed four people, leaving eight others.