Cultivation – Stand above the Heaven

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"Boy, I think you should run away quickly. In front of me, you are like a ants, there is no chance!" Ping Zhan Tiger sneered with a contemptuous face, his mouth sneered and said coldly. There is only one sentence for + I, the update speed is twice as fast as other stations, and there are few ads

As soon as the voice of the tiger in the war of peace fell, Wan Dong's mouth immediately showed a slight imperceptible chuckle. This is because the Tigers are afraid that he will give up, so he deliberately resorted to activism?

"Shao Luo word! Without condemning you under the sword today, I walked in this world in vain!" Wan Dong let out a scream, his expression was full of stubborn anger, and the purple gold Divine Soldier set off a purple electricity Like a sword arc, straight into the throat of the flat war tiger.

Hearing Wan Dong's words, a lot of joy clearly appeared in the eyes of Ping Zhan Tiger, but there was only a short moment before it was carefully converged by Ping Zhan Tiger. I was afraid that Wan Dong would find it alert.

Not only that, the Tiger of Ping Zhan not only did not move in order to make the play, he even opened his arms and made a look to hug Wandong, letting Wandong ’s Zijin Divine Soldier pierce his throat. Here comes the provocation in the eyes, and it is full of performance.

boom!

As always, the sword in Wan Dong's hand was stopped when he was only one punch away from the tiger's throat, and it was difficult to move forward.

"I said that, based on your Xuan mark's middle-level cultivation, I can't break my body's body!" Ping Zhan Tiger sneered, his shoulders flickered suddenly, and the air burst out suddenly, Wan Dong's mouth was in the middle A kite with a sulking and broken shape flew straight backwards.

A Zijin Divine Soldier also broke into two halves following the tiger's morale in the war of peace. Concealed in my heart, this Zijin Divine Soldier is really a jewel in the hands of this kid. If it is in his hand, then it is a sword with a hero! After dying Wan Dong alive for a while, he must grab his storage ring to see that this kid is so profligate, there may be purple gold soldiers in it.

While the abacus was in the mind of the tiger in the war of peace, in a roar of tiger, Wan Dong rushed toward him again, fearlessly, and the resentment on his face did not decrease slightly, but became stronger.

The tiger in peace was calm on the face, but he was overjoyed in his heart. He only felt that Wan Dong was a stubborn child. Elm pimples no longer worried. He would retreat from difficulties and give up on his own initiative.

Bang Bang Bang!

With the muffled noises one after another, Wan Dong's figure did not know how many times he flew out. The blood spurts like a note, and his face is pale like paper, and the ground is full of fragments of broken purple gold soldiers, roughly counted, no less than twenty handles.

A heart-warming straight trembling of the Warriors Tiger, but he also felt more clearly that every time Wan Dong launched an offensive against him, it was constantly weakening. By this time, he had no longer threatened him at all, obviously Wan East has reached its limit, and the collapse is imminent.

Ping Zhan Hu's face was faintly full of grinning smiles, and he was thinking about it, and it was time to put an end to Wan Dong's "farce".

Looking at Wan Dong lying on the ground, his body slightly twitching, the peaceful war tiger quietly said, "What's wrong, boy, this won't work? It seems that you are weaker than I thought! So, you give me a knock Three bells and whistles, I can consider giving you pleasure! "

"Fuck your mother's ass! You knocked me three times, and I might consider leaving you a whole body!"

Wan Dong scolded, his body suddenly earned, and stood up from the ground, staring at the war of the war.

"Ah? Hahaha ..." The Tiger of the War of Peace was surprised for a moment, and then he couldn't help laughing out loud, pointing at Wan Dongdao. "You kid is really interesting. I suddenly found out that I seemed to like you a little bit! Ha Haha ... "

Wan Dong's eyes narrowed, taking advantage of the tiger's laughter in the war of the war, by reaching out to wipe the blood, he slammed a burst of Yuan Dan into his mouth, and at the same time exerted the technique of convergence.

Is Wandong really fighting moths? of course not! All purpose, just for this moment!

"I don't like you at all!" Wan Dong's expression was quiet, his voice was cold, and he was waiting quietly for the power of Bao Yuandan to unfold in his body.

"Humph! I can't love you like me, I want you to be afraid of me! I'm afraid to die!"

"Look who is dying today! Take me another sword!" Wan Dong suddenly let out a loud roar, his wrist trembling, and a white light different from the previous white light, suddenly lit up in his palm, with amazing speed, together with Wan Dong's People, the whole tiger rushed towards the war.

"Your stupid vulgar kid, how many times do you have to try before you can understand that with your shallow cultivation, it is impossible to hurt the seat!"

The Warrior Tiger stood with his hands on his hips, without any defense, and showed all his vital points under Wan Dong's sword. He wanted to use this to strike Wan Dong's fighting spirit, let him despair, and finally kill him!

Wan Dong didn't hear it, and his flying body didn't change at all. A pair of eyes, completely disregarding the others, just locked the throat of the Ping Zhan Tiger.

"Things that don't see the coffin or tears! I want to see, how long can you persist!"

The War Tigers suddenly released the body protection gang, ready to fly Wan Dong Zhen out again, and he had made up his mind in his heart, and would never give Wan Dong a chance to make another sword.

However, a cold, seemingly harsh breath from under the Wannian Glacier, suddenly emanated from Wandong's body, letting the Ping Zhan Tiger's mind burst involuntarily.

At the same time, it seemed like a shocking explosion occurred on Wandong's body. The tyrant's momentum jumped violently at an alarming speed. One tenth of the time he could not breathe had already surpassed the peak of Xuan marks, Reached the infinitely close to the initial stage of the earth wheel.

Such a violent and sudden ascension, the pair of eyeballs that surprised the Pingzhan Tiger almost did not jump out of his eyes, the shock in his heart was like a landslide, it came suddenly, and it was extremely violent!

"Your kid ..."

During the exclaimation of the Tiger of the War of Peace, a few inches of body-protecting Qigang began to tremble violently around him. This is a sign that the body protection Qigang is about to collapse, and the Tigers are naturally familiar with it.

With the trembling tremor of the body protection Qigang, an extremely terrible threat of death, like an invisible big hand, firmly grabbed the mind of the Ping Zhan Tiger.

Wan Dong's sword is absolutely different from before, this is a sword that is enough to bring death to the tiger!

Ping Zhan Hu couldn't help but shuddered a few times, for the first time the eyebrows showed a fearful expression.

"Good boy, you're yelling at me!" In the roar of the explosion, Ping Zhanhu hurriedly raised his right palm and spit out a powerful qi, which was blocked in front of Wandong's sword, and at the same time his body started with all his strength and desperately burst backward .

"My sword will kill you!" All foreshadowing is for this moment, Wandong will not give up easily.

The eyes were sharp, the roar shook the sky, and all the qi was untouched, all mentioned, desperately urged the blade, trying to break the qi of the pingzhan tiger.

"Useless! Wait for me to smash your sword and see how you kill me!"

After the shock, the Pingzhan Tiger quickly calmed down, and the five fingers of his right palm suddenly turned into eagle claws. With only a click, he caught Wan Dong's sword front.

"Hahaha ... Break it to me!" As soon as he held the sword front, Ping Zhanhu laughed loudly, pressing his five fingers immediately, trying to break Wandong's sword.

But soon the tiger was aware that he was wrong. He had exerted 70% or 80% of his strength, but his five fingers were immobile, and there was no sign of "meeting together".

"What !? This ... this is not the Zijin sword!" In the cry of the Ping Zhan Tiger, he stared blankly at the sword edge in his hand, only to realize that Wan Dong was not using Zijin Shenbing at this time, It's a weird long sword with a sword blade but no blade.

But although the sword was incomplete, the breath from the blade was more majestic and sharper than the Zijin sword. Even if the Ping Zhan Tiger is a blind man, he can feel that the domineering of this sword is by no means comparable to those of the Zijin sword.

"You just found out, late!"

Wan Dong moths have been hit by the Ping Zhan Tiger so much in vain, and nearly 20 Zijin Divine Soldiers have been scrapped. Obviously, his goal was achieved.

While the Pingzhan Tiger was surprised and puzzled, Wan Dong burst out a sneer. The Shenbing suddenly made a masterpiece, and the sharp swords mixed with platinum and two colors lighted up suddenly. The Pingzhan Tiger only felt a while. Tingling, he was shocked to find that he held Jian Feng's unrooted fingers and flew almost simultaneously.

The Divine Soldier surpassed the last obstacle and brought up a sound resounding through the sky, resembling a dragon-like sound, rushing forward like a thunder.

Not to mention the power carried by this magical soldier, the divine light rising from the blade of the sword made the peace of the tiger's heart vibrate, his breath stagnation, and even his eyes could not open.

"no, do not want!"

Poof!

The roar of the Ping Zhan Tiger was replaced by an inaudible sound, like a sharp blade passing through the paper. The magical soldier in Wan Dong's hands directly broke through the body of the Ping Zhan Tiger's body, and penetrated his throat fiercely. The blood spattered like a fountain and shot Wan Dong's face.

Ping Zhanhu's eyes have never been so big, and a pair of pupils are also expanding at an alarming speed, as if to want to see Wan Dong clearly and more clearly. The vitality is like a torrent breaking through the dam, and it is continuously vented from the body of the Ping Zhan Tiger, so that Wan Dong can clearly feel the fall of the Ping Zhan Tiger.

Ping Zhanhu's lips were trembling, and he seemed to want to say something, but his throat had been pierced by a sharp blade, and his vocal cords had already been smashed by sword gas. His lips had been closed for a long time, and he could not speak. Even half a word.

It's just that the unwillingness and despair in the eyes of the tiger in the war of peace have become stronger.

"I said, this sword, I will kill you!"

Wan Dong's voice was extremely cold, and the chill made people tremble.

The figure of the Warrior Tiger trembled a few times. Suddenly, a blood arrow spouted out, and the whole person fell back slowly. Until the life was cut off, a pair of eyes could not close.

Any earth-wheel middle-level monk dies in the middle of Xuanhen middle-level, even if the eyes cannot be closed! --by: dad856 | 55634 | 14402456->