Chapter 1016: 1016
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People on the east bank are afraid of evil gods.
Young people are afraid of evil gods because they have heard too many legends, while the older generation are afraid of evil gods because they have seen the means of evil gods.
The title of invincible in the world is not for nothing. In the war ten thousand years ago, the super strong who died in the hands of evil gods on the West Bank could not count with both hands.
As the leader of the magic weapon sect, leader Mo's means and cards are not comparable to ordinary strong ones, but if you want to be targeted by evil gods because of a small cloud array, you can really lose your pants!
In the precious mirror, there is still a battle picture of the demon king's body.
The left Dharma protector of the evil god sect, with more than 20 brothers, flew around the king like flies, and was deeply rooted in the essence of "guerrilla warfare". He only made side attacks and never hit him head-on.
Wang Po seems not dissatisfied with this way of fighting. He controls the "tentacles" all over the sky to resist the attack of more than 20 people. It seems that he is still able to handle it.
This also made people see the horror of the demon king's body. Many people even thought that if they were not dragged by so many people, Wang Po alone would be able to fight with the evil god. Come and go!
"Master Mo? Master Mo?"
People started shouting again.
Headmaster Mo silently manipulated the mirror as if he hadn't heard it.
But everyone obviously didn't want to let him go and asked, "leader Mo is well-informed. Which is more powerful than the evil god?"
"Aojiao" leader Mo couldn't control his mouth and said, "in the era of evil gods dominating, Wang Po was the first demon king to cultivate a famous body. There was no precedent before, and naturally there was no comparison."
"I think the devil's body is more powerful."
"Disagree, who can be better than evil gods?"
"The evil god is strong, but I haven't seen him do it. At present, everyone can see the combat power of the demon king's body. One person is comparable to a sect!"
"Yes, it's terrible!"
"So what? Evil gods are invincible!"
There was an argument.
After listening to it for a while, leader Mo was itchy and couldn't help interrupting: "although the demon king's body is powerful, you haven't seen the power of evil gods with your own eyes... In short, I personally value evil gods."
"Leader Mo, have you ever seen evil gods do it?"
"Tell everyone."
"Yes, yes, it is said that the evil god is the first person on the east bank, but he stays in the evil god mountain all day and doesn't show up. Who knows what ability he has."
This remark aroused headmaster Mo's memories of the past.
He pondered for a moment and said, "I'm just idle and bored. I'll tell you about the fairy devil war..."
……
On the top of the mountain.
The sword idea has reached the extreme.
Zheng Feiyue stepped on a long red sword and was in mid air. Around him, there were thousands of swords of different styles, all making a strong sword sound.
In contrast, the Baiyun sword group he used to deal with the black dragon was just a small scene.
The evil god sensed the sword meaning all over the sky, and his expression seemed to be tasting a small dish before dinner. He said: "this is a very special way, which is very sharp. You can use it to imitate the sword meaning, which is better than the general sword way. It's pretty good."
Thousands of swords danced around Zheng Feiyue. He said calmly, "have you done nothing in the past 10000 years, just thinking about how to pretend to force?"
The evil God opened his arms, exposed his chest to thousands of long swords and said, "you still have one last chance to use your strongest means. I'll wait and see."
"Shit! The more you say, the more you go too far!"
Zheng Feiyue can't stand it. The other party's attitude of contempt for everything is extremely demeaning.
He spread out his hands, ten fingers played in the air, and thousands of long swords danced at the same frequency. The long swords all over the sky were aimed at the evil god and would be shot out at any time.
The evil god still kept the empty door open, shook his head and said, "you've used this move. It's useful to deal with the black dragon, but it's useless to me. If you don't want to lose your last chance, use your strongest means!"
"Shut up, asshole!"
Zheng Feiyue roared and closed his hands.
A simple action, but he did it very hard, because while he closed his hands, the long swords all over the sky were gathering and merging.
Keng!
Keng Keng!
Keng Keng!
Thousands of long swords blend together to form a towering sword. The shape is the most common long sword, but there is a golden sword Gang on the blade, which is extremely sharp.
"Ah!!!"
Zheng Feiyue shouted loudly and pushed forward with folded hands!
The towering sword flew out.
Woo woo!
The sword Gang cut the air. Everywhere he went, even the space was cut into a cyan crack, which formed a cyan line between Zheng Feiyue and the evil god.
The big sword was so fast that it came to the evil god in the blink of an eye.
However, it did not attack the chest of the evil god, but went straight to his eyes.
The evil God smiled, waved and put a bloody mask in front of him.
It seems that that is the most common body mask.
But when the lightsaber hits the hood, the sword tip makes a "click" sound.
Zheng Feiyue's pupil shrinks suddenly.
Because he clearly saw that the sword tip was broken at the moment of collision.
"Damn it!"
Zheng Feiyue gave a low scold, and his magic Qi soared. His closed hands pushed forward again, accompanied by a roar: "I don't believe I can't break your turtle shell!"
The big sword accelerated and hit the bloody mask.
Click.
Click, click.
Click, click, click.
An amazing scene appeared. The seemingly invincible sword was broken inch by inch in front of the seemingly weak light mask.
The sword body several feet long is like a piece of wood put into a crusher at one end, which is "swallowed" bit by bit.
Until the end, the hilt also crashed on the hood.
The evil god waved, and a strong wind blew away the metal debris all over the sky, while the blood light in front of him was still as new as ever.
"The three moves have passed, you have no chance." the evil god said faintly.
Dong!
Zheng Feiyue fell from a high altitude and hit the ground. He gasped heavily and looked at the evil god with incredible eyes.
That blow just now can really be called his strongest attack.
Tick,
Tick.
Sweat slipped from his forehead.
In Zheng Feiyue's heart, 10000 grass mud horses galloped by.
Before coming, he thought about all kinds of possibilities: desperate, disastrous victory, even defeat and death.
He has prepared enough preventive measures for this.
But he never expected that this would be the result: not breaking the defense?
Even if a novice attacks a high-level boss, he will forcibly deduct a little blood bar, but he can't even break the defense of evil gods?
This is unscientific.
This horse riding is not scientific at all!
No matter how strong a person is, he won't be so strong, will he?
This is beyond the scope of human beings.
At this moment, Zheng Feiyue felt that he had been fooled.
He didn't even know who was playing with himself.
Evil god? Tens of thousands of people on the east bank? Or the way of heaven?!
He was full of words: "this guy not only pretended to be forced, but also opened and hung up!"
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People on the east bank are afraid of evil gods.
Young people are afraid of evil gods because they have heard too many legends, while the older generation are afraid of evil gods because they have seen the means of evil gods.
The title of invincible in the world is not for nothing. In the war ten thousand years ago, the super strong who died in the hands of evil gods on the West Bank could not count with both hands.
As the leader of the magic weapon sect, leader Mo's means and cards are not comparable to ordinary strong ones, but if you want to be targeted by evil gods because of a small cloud array, you can really lose your pants!
In the precious mirror, there is still a battle picture of the demon king's body.
The left Dharma protector of the evil god sect, with more than 20 brothers, flew around the king like flies, and was deeply rooted in the essence of "guerrilla warfare". He only made side attacks and never hit him head-on.
Wang Po seems not dissatisfied with this way of fighting. He controls the "tentacles" all over the sky to resist the attack of more than 20 people. It seems that he is still able to handle it.
This also made people see the horror of the demon king's body. Many people even thought that if they were not dragged by so many people, Wang Po alone would be able to fight with the evil god. Come and go!
"Master Mo? Master Mo?"
People started shouting again.
Headmaster Mo silently manipulated the mirror as if he hadn't heard it.
But everyone obviously didn't want to let him go and asked, "leader Mo is well-informed. Which is more powerful than the evil god?"
"Aojiao" leader Mo couldn't control his mouth and said, "in the era of evil gods dominating, Wang Po was the first demon king to cultivate a famous body. There was no precedent before, and naturally there was no comparison."
"I think the devil's body is more powerful."
"Disagree, who can be better than evil gods?"
"The evil god is strong, but I haven't seen him do it. At present, everyone can see the combat power of the demon king's body. One person is comparable to a sect!"
"Yes, it's terrible!"
"So what? Evil gods are invincible!"
There was an argument.
After listening to it for a while, leader Mo was itchy and couldn't help interrupting: "although the demon king's body is powerful, you haven't seen the power of evil gods with your own eyes... In short, I personally value evil gods."
"Leader Mo, have you ever seen evil gods do it?"
"Tell everyone."
"Yes, yes, it is said that the evil god is the first person on the east bank, but he stays in the evil god mountain all day and doesn't show up. Who knows what ability he has."
This remark aroused headmaster Mo's memories of the past.
He pondered for a moment and said, "I'm just idle and bored. I'll tell you about the fairy devil war..."
……
On the top of the mountain.
The sword idea has reached the extreme.
Zheng Feiyue stepped on a long red sword and was in mid air. Around him, there were thousands of swords of different styles, all making a strong sword sound.
In contrast, the Baiyun sword group he used to deal with the black dragon was just a small scene.
The evil god sensed the sword meaning all over the sky, and his expression seemed to be tasting a small dish before dinner. He said: "this is a very special way, which is very sharp. You can use it to imitate the sword meaning, which is better than the general sword way. It's pretty good."
Thousands of swords danced around Zheng Feiyue. He said calmly, "have you done nothing in the past 10000 years, just thinking about how to pretend to force?"
The evil God opened his arms, exposed his chest to thousands of long swords and said, "you still have one last chance to use your strongest means. I'll wait and see."
"Shit! The more you say, the more you go too far!"
Zheng Feiyue can't stand it. The other party's attitude of contempt for everything is extremely demeaning.
He spread out his hands, ten fingers played in the air, and thousands of long swords danced at the same frequency. The long swords all over the sky were aimed at the evil god and would be shot out at any time.
The evil god still kept the empty door open, shook his head and said, "you've used this move. It's useful to deal with the black dragon, but it's useless to me. If you don't want to lose your last chance, use your strongest means!"
"Shut up, asshole!"
Zheng Feiyue roared and closed his hands.
A simple action, but he did it very hard, because while he closed his hands, the long swords all over the sky were gathering and merging.
Keng!
Keng Keng!
Keng Keng!
Thousands of long swords blend together to form a towering sword. The shape is the most common long sword, but there is a golden sword Gang on the blade, which is extremely sharp.
"Ah!!!"
Zheng Feiyue shouted loudly and pushed forward with folded hands!
The towering sword flew out.
Woo woo!
The sword Gang cut the air. Everywhere he went, even the space was cut into a cyan crack, which formed a cyan line between Zheng Feiyue and the evil god.
The big sword was so fast that it came to the evil god in the blink of an eye.
However, it did not attack the chest of the evil god, but went straight to his eyes.
The evil God smiled, waved and put a bloody mask in front of him.
It seems that that is the most common body mask.
But when the lightsaber hits the hood, the sword tip makes a "click" sound.
Zheng Feiyue's pupil shrinks suddenly.
Because he clearly saw that the sword tip was broken at the moment of collision.
"Damn it!"
Zheng Feiyue gave a low scold, and his magic Qi soared. His closed hands pushed forward again, accompanied by a roar: "I don't believe I can't break your turtle shell!"
The big sword accelerated and hit the bloody mask.
Click.
Click, click.
Click, click, click.
An amazing scene appeared. The seemingly invincible sword was broken inch by inch in front of the seemingly weak light mask.
The sword body several feet long is like a piece of wood put into a crusher at one end, which is "swallowed" bit by bit.
Until the end, the hilt also crashed on the hood.
The evil god waved, and a strong wind blew away the metal debris all over the sky, while the blood light in front of him was still as new as ever.
"The three moves have passed, you have no chance." the evil god said faintly.
Dong!
Zheng Feiyue fell from a high altitude and hit the ground. He gasped heavily and looked at the evil god with incredible eyes.
That blow just now can really be called his strongest attack.
Tick,
Tick.
Sweat slipped from his forehead.
In Zheng Feiyue's heart, 10000 grass mud horses galloped by.
Before coming, he thought about all kinds of possibilities: desperate, disastrous victory, even defeat and death.
He has prepared enough preventive measures for this.
But he never expected that this would be the result: not breaking the defense?
Even if a novice attacks a high-level boss, he will forcibly deduct a little blood bar, but he can't even break the defense of evil gods?
This is unscientific.
This horse riding is not scientific at all!
No matter how strong a person is, he won't be so strong, will he?
This is beyond the scope of human beings.
At this moment, Zheng Feiyue felt that he had been fooled.
He didn't even know who was playing with himself.
Evil god? Tens of thousands of people on the east bank? Or the way of heaven?!
He was full of words: "this guy not only pretended to be forced, but also opened and hung up!"
People on the east bank are afraid of evil gods.Young people are afraid of evil gods because they have heard too many legends, while the older generation are afraid of evil gods because they have seen the means of evil gods.The title of invincible in the world is not for nothing. In the war ten thousand years ago, the super strong who died in the hands of evil gods on the West Bank could not count with both hands.As the leader of the magic weapon sect, leader Mo's means and cards are not comparable to ordinary strong ones, but if you want to be targeted by evil gods because of a small cloud array, you can really lose your pants!In the precious mirror, there is still a battle picture of the demon king's body.The left Dharma protector of the evil god sect, with more than 20 brothers, flew around the king like flies, and was deeply rooted in the essence of "guerrilla warfare". He only made side attacks and never hit him head-on.Wang Po seems not dissatisfied with this way of fighting. He controls the "tentacles" all over the sky to resist the attack of more than 20 people. It seems that he is still able to handle it.This also made people see the horror of the demon king's body. Many people even thought that if they were not dragged by so many people, Wang Po alone would be able to fight with the evil god. Come and go!"Master Mo? Master Mo?"People started shouting again.Headmaster Mo silently manipulated the mirror as if he hadn't heard it.But everyone obviously didn't want to let him go and asked, "leader Mo is well-informed. Which is more powerful than the evil god?""Aojiao" leader Mo couldn't control his mouth and said, "in the era of evil gods dominating, Wang Po was the first demon king to cultivate a famous body. There was no precedent before, and naturally there was no comparison.""I think the devil's body is more powerful.""Disagree, who can be better than evil gods?""The evil god is strong, but I haven't seen him do it. At present, everyone can see the combat power of the demon king's body. One person is comparable to a sect!""Yes, it's terrible!""So what? Evil gods are invincible!"There was an argument.After listening to it for a while, leader Mo was itchy and couldn't help interrupting: "although the demon king's body is powerful, you haven't seen the power of evil gods with your own eyes... In short, I personally value evil gods.""Leader Mo, have you ever seen evil gods do it?""Tell everyone.""Yes, yes, it is said that the evil god is the first person on the east bank, but he stays in the evil god mountain all day and doesn't show up. Who knows what ability he has."This remark aroused headmaster Mo's memories of the past.He pondered for a moment and said, "I'm just idle and bored. I'll tell you about the fairy devil war..."On the top of the mountain.The sword idea has reached the extreme.Zheng Feiyue stepped on a long red sword and was in mid air. Around him, there were thousands of swords of different styles, all making a strong sword sound.In contrast, the Baiyun sword group he used to deal with the black dragon was just a small scene.The evil god sensed the sword meaning all over the sky, and his expression seemed to be tasting a small dish before dinner. He said: "this is a very special way, which is very sharp. You can use it to imitate the sword meaning, which is better than the general sword way. It's pretty good."Thousands of swords danced around Zheng Feiyue. He said calmly, "have you done nothing in the past 10000 years, just thinking about how to pretend to force?"The evil God opened his arms, exposed his chest to thousands of long swords and said, "you still have one last chance to use your strongest means. I'll wait and see.""Shit! The more you say, the more you go too far!"Zheng Feiyue can't stand it. The other party's attitude of contempt for everything is extremely demeaning.He spread out his hands, ten fingers played in the air, and thousands of long swords danced at the same frequency. The long swords all over the sky were aimed at the evil god and would be shot out at any time.The evil god still kept the empty door open, shook his head and said, "you've used this move. It's useful to deal with the black dragon, but it's useless to me. If you don't want to lose your last chance, use your strongest means!""Shut up, asshole!"Zheng Feiyue roared and closed his hands.A simple action, but he did it very hard, because while he closed his hands, the long swords all over the sky were gathering and merging.Keng!Keng Keng!Keng Keng!Thousands of long swords blend together to form a towering sword. The shape is the most common long sword, but there is a golden sword Gang on the blade, which is extremely sharp."Ah!!!"Zheng Feiyue shouted loudly and pushed forward with folded hands!The towering sword flew out.Woo woo!The sword Gang cut the air. Everywhere he went, even the space was cut into a cyan crack, which formed a cyan line between Zheng Feiyue and the evil god.The big sword was so fast that it came to the evil god in the blink of an eye.However, it did not attack the chest of the evil god, but went straight to his eyes.The evil God smiled, waved and put a bloody mask in front of him.It seems that that is the most common body mask.But when the lightsaber hits the hood, the sword tip makes a "click" sound.Zheng Feiyue's pupil shrinks suddenly.Because he clearly saw that the sword tip was broken at the moment of collision."Damn it!"Zheng Feiyue gave a low scold, and his magic Qi soared. His closed hands pushed forward again, accompanied by a roar: "I don't believe I can't break your turtle shell!"The big sword accelerated and hit the bloody mask.Click.Click, click.Click, click, click.An amazing scene appeared. The seemingly invincible sword was broken inch by inch in front of the seemingly weak light mask.The sword body several feet long is like a piece of wood put into a crusher at one end, which is "swallowed" bit by bit.Until the end, the hilt also crashed on the hood.The evil god waved, and a strong wind blew away the metal debris all over the sky, while the blood light in front of him was still as new as ever."The three moves have passed, you have no chance." the evil god said faintly.Dong!Zheng Feiyue fell from a high altitude and hit the ground. He gasped heavily and looked at the evil god with incredible eyes.That blow just now can really be called his strongest attack.Tick,Tick.Sweat slipped from his forehead.In Zheng Feiyue's heart, 10000 grass mud horses galloped by.Before coming, he thought about all kinds of possibilities: desperate, disastrous victory, even defeat and death.He has prepared enough preventive measures for this.But he never expected that this would be the result: not breaking the defense?Even if a novice attacks a high-level boss, he will forcibly deduct a little blood bar, but he can't even break the defense of evil gods?This is unscientific.This horse riding is not scientific at all!No matter how strong a person is, he won't be so strong, will he?This is beyond the scope of human beings.At this moment, Zheng Feiyue felt that he had been fooled.He didn't even know who was playing with himself.Evil god? Tens of thousands of people on the east bank? Or the way of heaven?!He was full of words: "this guy not only pretended to be forced, but also opened and hung up!"
