Divine Venerate of Martial Dao

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Heaven and Earth in this brief moment solidified, everyone held their breath. Killing the same realm is like cutting vegetables, who can fight it?

“pu!”

Suddenly, Xiaojiao opened his mouth and sprayed a mouthful of blood, and his body swayed, and the rays of light in his eyes instantly became dim.

But even so, Divine Race still fell into extreme silence.

The small horn’s eleven stabbings in a row, each slashing a powerhouse to death, has left an indelible picture in the hearts of many people.

Everyone can see that Xiaojiao’s situation is not optimistic, but no one knows whether Xiaojiao can launch Tyrant Absolute in the Whole World. If so, who can resist?

The pride of Divine Race, in this brief moment, seems impossible to withstand a single blow. In the face of extremely strong strength, everything is false.

“But someone will come out to fight?” Honghu asked loudly.

The opponent, Bian Yang Yan, Jin Buhuai and other peak powerhouses, their faces became extremely ugly. They didn’t want to lose this game. Facing the humble 9-Yang continent creatures, Divine Race should be crushed all the way. However, now they dare not send someone out hastily. They are very worried, and if they send someone out, can they stop the blow from the little horn?

“clang!”

Xiao Jiao inserted the treasure knife into the scabbard and turned back to Baidi City. The experts in Baidi City began to cheer and greet their heroes.

“And slow!”

Suddenly, a shouted voice came. I saw the clansman group of gods, flying out of a short, chubby, bucket-like man, his face was fat, but his eyes were thin and long, shining with treacherous rays of light.

Little Horn stopped and turned to look at the man.

“Divine Race Zhu Ruzhen is here to ask for your advice!” The man cupped the hands to the little corner.

People on both sides chose silence. On the Divine Race side, everyone is extremely nervous. Although the small corner is not in good shape, the domineering shots just now deeply shocked everyone’s heart; on the Baidi City side, everyone’s heartstrings have also tightened. For Yang Continent, the sooner the battle ends, the better.

The little horns face doesn’t change, slowly withdrawing the sword.

Zhu Ruzhen took a deep breath, his hands quickly sealed, and suddenly from within the body, he made a “boom” sound, and then a small bronze bell rushed out of its top of the head, rising against the storm, and quickly turned into a zhang. High, the hood falls down.

Zhu Ruzhen used a big bell to protect his body, and then stopped in place. Actually gave up the attack and took the initiative to defend. And 1st move is defense.

“What kind of play is this, too shameless, right?”

“Hidden before we started, the people at Divine Race really refreshed our 3 views time and time again.”

9 Experts in Yang Continent, countless people scolded.

Honghu, Li Weibai, and Golden Wings Great Peng, the three top powerhouses, frowned. Although Zhu Ruzhen’s move is shameless, it has to be said that it is the most effective way to deal with the small angle.

The little horn is in a bad situation now, and no one knows how much battle strength it can still play. If you can’t break the opponent’s defense, then the small corner will undoubtedly lose.

Take defense as offense and consume small corners.

Bian Yang Yan, Jin Buhuai, etc. have golden light with a look of expectation.

Little Mink and Horned Dragon whispered, worrying about Little Horn, and cheering for Little Horn.

“Angle Uncle, you have to hold on!” Han Fengwu was very worried, clenching his fists tightly.

Many people held their breath and did not dare to disturb Little Horn. I saw Xiaojiao slowly raising the knife in his hand, and suddenly the Origin Qi within the body turned into a flood and rushed towards the knife. The pocket-sized knife instantly burst out with terrifying breath. The divine coercion is almost 30% stronger than the expert of Divine Race, and even makes the expert of Divine Race feel oppressed.

“9 How can there be such a terrifying Demonic beast in Yang Continent? How come I have never heard of it before?” Jin Buwei frowned.

In the God Realm, there are many outstanding powerhouses of Blade Technique, but compared with the small-horned knife Dharma Idol, there is a kind of as different as heaven and earth. This as different as heaven and earth lies in the difference between sacred and inviolable and overbearing.

“Never seen such a Demonic beast.” Another powerhouse shook his head.

The God Realm has suppressed the 9 Sun Continent for more than ten 10000 years, and has a very good understanding of the creatures of the 9 Sun Continent, but the race, Xiaojiao, has no clue.

“His knife has a feeling of deja vu. I seem to have seen it somewhere.” Bian Yang Yan frowns said in confusion.

“I have the same feeling. If I have not seen it in some kind of ancient book, or I have seen someone who has such a magic weapon, or this Tyrant Absolute in the Whole World Blade Technique.” A powerhouse echoed.

The 7 supreme powerhouses in the God Realm were all paying attention to the small corners while communicating in secret, but they hadn’t figured out any clues.

Driven by the golden knife, Blade Qi rose against the storm and turned into thousands zhang, ten thousand zhang, and 100,000 zhang. In the end, rushing into the endless Universe Starry Sky, the peak powerhouses of Divine Race, all watched with a panic.

“dong dong dong ……”

The big bell was ringing, Zhu Ruzhen, who was hiding under the big bell, seemed to feel the no stronghold one cannot overcome Blade Qi, ringing the bell boldly.

“shua!”

Suddenly, the terrifying Blade Qi seemed to recede, shrinking from hundreds of thousands to less than thousands zhang in the end. The imposing manner is like a landslide.

“Haha, it is already an arrow at the end of its flight, and it can no longer deliver the strongest blow.” Divine Race was overjoyed by countless people.

Zhu Ruzhen hearing this, excitedly ringing the big bell constantly, seemed to be celebrating in advance.

Xiaojiao’s body shook, and the blood at the corner of his mouth surged outward.

“Little Brat, come back.” Honghu sighed.

Little Horn did not answer, took a deep breath, stabilized his figure, and slashed it down.

“dong!”

Blade Qi smashed right on the clock and pressed the clock to the ground. The two stood in a stalemate for about 2 breaths, Blade Qi collapsed, and the clock not at all shattered.

People in Divine Race, long relaxed.

“Almost let them pick a victory, Zhu Ruzhen is good!”

In an instant, the people of Divine Race seemed to be beaten up, and they began to mock Human Race and Monster Race again.

The experts in Baidi City, with red eyes and looking at the little horns, no one spoke, nor did they want to argue with the people of Divine Race, they all prayed silently for the little horns.

“Hahaha, come again!”

Zhu Ruzhen’s arrogant voice came from inside the big clock, controlling the big clock to fly into the air, ringing vigorously, mocking the little horn.

Xiaojiao’s eyes were cold, and he raised the knife again.

“Little Brat, you don’t need to fight to death, we have others.” Honghu said again, really can’t bear Little Horn to continue fighting.

Little Horn was already injured. Just now, he cut eleven people and scared the expert of Divine Race. He has already completed its mission superbly. If this round is lost, no one can blame it, but Divine Race has too many people.

“Senior, you don’t have to call it anymore. It’s the same as my brother. Once you decide you want to kill, you will never give up!” Sun Dahou said. Inside the eyes, bloodshot and tears filled.

Han Fengwu and Horned Dragon burst into tears.