Galaxy Shattering Blade

"Damn!" Si Mozun's face changed suddenly.

With a grunt, the original tragic body was even more injured.

The heavy pressure triggered the blood of Chiyou, the devil in the body, which is even ten times more powerful than Sword Devil!

"Ah!!!" The black and green zebra skin torn apart, and Scythe Demon King gritted his teeth, and behind him appeared a statue of Heavenly Devil a few meters high, and his hand was like a sword, bursting out of amazing power, straight to Lin Feng. In the face of such a ants-like human being, but was injured by it, how to make the sickle deity not angry.

"Come!" Lin Feng's fighting spirit was surging.

The mortal situation, on the contrary, made him completely open up, no matter what danger the little magician encountered, if he tried his life, he would rescue her!

A little bit of gratitude, when Yongquan reports!

"Boom!" In his mind, the purple thunder knife method played by Xiang Yu clearly flashed.

One blow, another blow.

The overbearing heart is absolutely fearless.

In the face of a much stronger opponent, Lin Feng realized the true meaning of the Purple Thunder sword. In itself, Xiang Yu is a man of the owl who is not afraid of heaven and earth. When he was young, he relied on unparalleled talents, fighting with heaven and fighting with life!

Not afraid of the sky!

This is the real overbearing!

"Seventh Strike, Thunder and Thunder tears apart!" Lin Feng snarled, and the sword realm that stayed for a long time cracked like a mirror, and the knife marks seen in the tomb of Emperor Qin remained clear, falling into his head and turning into one. With an arrogant figure, it was Xiang Yu, the overlord of the Qin Dynasty.

Domineering!

Mausoleum of Emperor Qin, wanton destruction!

Sword technique, the seventh realm.

Boom! Boom! Boom! ! ! The Nine Nether Thunder Knife turned into a thunderstorm. All the strength condensed in one knife, combining speed and power. Lin Feng's knife completely sublimated a step at the moment. Although it is not as good as the king of the day, but the difference is not far behind.

"boom!"

The Demon Gate collapsed.

The top stone crashed down, and Simu Zun's eyes widened sharply. Looking up, it was a golden sun. Flashing dazzling eyes. The golden light is full of vitality, bringing the Buddha-like supreme power: "The devil descends!"

The hands condensed the shining starlight, and the tiny shimmer condensed to the extreme.

The terrifying power went straight through the golden light to the Scythe Demon King, and the right attack brought a violent sound of screaming. The Scythe Demon Master shouted heartbroken. Punt! Punt! Punt! The entire Demon Gate completely collapsed, seemingly calm power. The moment of the eruption shocked the sky.

Lin Feng withstood his strength and looked back at the man in front of him.

A blonde hair, a beautiful face to the extreme face, holy and radiant, flawless. The most striking thing is that the golden holy cloth on his body is undoubtedly a representative of his identity. Each golden holy cloth has a unique form and structure.

The identity of the coming person is ready to come out.

"Virgin Gold Saint Seiya, Sharjah!" Lin Feng heart shocked.

I never expected that he would appear here. The strongest standing at the pinnacle of the whole world.

"Heavenly Falun!" Sharjah's hands changed rapidly, and the forehead star shone.

"Aum."

Snapped! Sharjah opened his eyes.

A pair of pure and pure eye pupils, like seeing everything in the world. Lin Feng stared closely at Sharjah in front of him, feeling his breath burning and strengthening. As if burning blood, it seems like there is a planet in his body...

Little universe!

The cultivation method is completely different from the ancient China.

"Boom!" Si Mozun appeared suddenly.

The black and green markings infiltrated the blood of the dreaded Demon, and at this moment, he was like a real devil, roaring wildly. Like an ancient beast, the image of the heavenly demon skyrocketed behind him, and for the first time exposed the dignified color of Sharjah. The intention to kill is more surging.

scold! scold! scold!

The sickle in his hand was violent, and he immediately waved countless horror shadows. Lin Feng suffocated and stared at the battle in front of him, and every sword of Si Mozun was comparable to the one he had attacked before. Strong momentum. It was nothing less than Sharjah's, but the latter appeared without moving the Ming King behind him. His clear eyes and hands quickly formed a seal.

"Do not move the King." The Sanskrit sounds were carried into the ear.

The rising flames around Sharjah's body, the pure to ultimate flames seemed to purify everything in the world. Si Mo Zun's complexion changed greatly, the knife light was not only weakened, but also rebounded away.

"Great!" Lin Feng exclaimed secretly.

This is the first time I have truly seen the strongest person on earth, far stronger than expected.

The same title-level strongman, with distinct strengths and weaknesses, with the strength of Sharjah, even the ten great sacrifices cannot be compared with it. The thought of the heart moved, the Scythe Demon King was already killed, the blood pupils were endlessly angry, and the starlight on the forehead of Sharjah was even more blooming.

Boom! Boom! !

Lin Feng stared closely at the two powerful players.

Accumulate strength and wait for opportunities!

Although Sharjah's face is sacred and pure, without any expression, as if everything is under control, Lin Feng can clearly feel-he has exhausted all his strength. It even burns the small universe in a mysterious way and exerts its power far beyond itself.

"Boom!" Once again, Sharjah turned pale.

Si Mo Zun is not much better. At the moment, he still has the same spirit as before, his blood oozes from his body, and there are scars all over his body. The flesh and skin are surging like maggots, horror and horror. In fact, if it wasn't for Scythe Demon Venerable who needed to distribute most of its power to suppress the blood of Chiyou, how could it be so embarrassing!

Screaming, the Demon Lord attacked again.

"Tianwu Baolun!" Around Sharjah, flowers and snow were flying, and the blue eyes of the lake were crystal clear.

The pure eye-catching soul in the eyes is like a natural nemesis of the Mozu.

boom! ~

Sky Thunder ignited the ground fire, and this blow far exceeded the title-level power.

Lin Feng didn't know what was happening in Sharjah, but a pair of pupils kept staring at Si Mozun, and had quietly changed directions to find the best attack position. In his hand, the Nine Nether Thunder Knife burst into thunder and roared, taking straight to the Scythe Demon Vener who was struck by the Sky Dance Wheel.

"Seventh Strike, Angry Thunder tears apart!" Lin Feng's knife, driving overbearing and anger, completely exploded at this moment. UU reading www.uukananshu. com

Punt! ! !

Lin Feng, the strongest attack!

The wounded and sickened Demon Sect was enemies in the stomach and back, and it was terrible. He opened his eyes and made a terrible noise, unable to resist the power of the golden dragon shadow. The sound of horror roared, and the earth was shaking, Lin Feng's knife was stiffly deviated by half an inch, and the right arm of Si Mozun was removed with a bang, and blood sputtered wildly.

"Hiss!!!" The devil roared through the sky.

Si Mo Zun's face was twisted to the extreme, and his right arm was leaped violently. The twitching color was like a ghost, but it was hurt again and again, and he was also bitten by the blood of the big devil Chi You, and the blood shadow was mad, like The blood-red haze completely wrapped his ugly figure.

"Humanity, I will definitely come back for revenge!!!"

Roaring straight to the sky, that's the sound of Si Mozun's fury.

The blood-red haze disappeared without a shadow.

…(To be continued)