Super Sneering System

The breath of Nie Zhuo, the elder of wangzhemen, climbs day by day.

Under Wang Xiaojian's cold eyes, his cultivation broke through the peak of five-star Emperor Wu and reached the peak of six-star Emperor Wu in this instant.

Then, with a loud bang, his hair fell down and his breath soared again. He crossed the barrier of six star Emperor Wu and reached the level of Seven Star Emperor Wu!

At the same time, a magnificent and vast breath, surging.

Nie Zhuo, the elder of the king's gate, used the method of seven injuries and shooting blood.

His face was covered with blood, but his hair was erect, like the thunder devil in hell!

"Shaft, die!"

His blood red eyes, staring at Wang Xiaojian, then burst out a drink, raised his arm, toward the direction of Wang Xiaojian, clapped a startling hand.

Boom!

In the sky, came the thunder.

Blue energy palm print, come in an instant.

Wang Xiaojian's eyes opened, and there was no time for him to perform his cutting.

With a loud bang, the air in front of Wang Xiaojian's body was shattered by the energy palm print of thunder attribute.

Furious energy, will Wang Xiaojian's body, lift the inverted fly out.

Brush!

In the middle of the air, Wang Xiaojian spread his golden wings. He quickly stabilized his body, and then used the Diyan turning method.

Around him, there was a cloud of fire burning, and the shadows shuttled through the fire.

With the help of Diyan turning method, he killed Nie Zhuo.

However, the energy palm print, like a breath lock, firmly locked him.

Wang Xiaojian is not close to Nie Zhuo. The blue energy palm print cuts through the space and bombards the fire cloud created by Diyan's turning method.

With a loud bang, the fire cloud broke up.

Wang Xiaojian's body was forced out of the fire cloud.

In the sky, Nie Zhuo grinned grimly.

He used the method of seven injuries to shoot blood, and his fighting power was tremendous.

He didn't use the killing move of the thunder startling dragon's palm, and startled the Dragon Xiaotian.

However, the power of each palm he took was not inferior to that of thunder.

"Shaft, die!"

Nie Zhuo roared and clapped his hands again.

The blue palm wind, which contains the energy of thunder system, cuts through the air and falls on Wang Xiaojian's body in a moment.

Boom!

There was a loud noise in the air.

Wang Xiaojian was struck by lightning.

He lost his balance and his body was blown out by the tremendous energy.

"Die, shaft!"

Nie Zhuo, with a grim smile on his face, kept clapping a palm and a palm of energy at the falling Wang Xiaojian.

Wang Xiaojian spreads his golden energy wings and dodges quickly.

But he was still hit with one hand and his body was thrown away.

Looking at the sky, belongs to Wang Xiaojian's body throw fly.

Nie Zhuo's violent heart gave birth to a happy mood.

At this time, Wang Xiaojian steadies his body and spreads his golden energy wings.

It seems that he is going to use the Diyan turning method, but Nie Zhuo, the elder of the king's gate, laughs grimly.

"Li Bai, it's no use. I used the method of seven injuries and chattering blood. Now my cultivation has broken through to the level of Seven Star Emperor Wu. No matter how fast you are, you will die! "

His voice is cruel, and his eyes are full of cruel killing intent.

He wants to kill Wang Xiaojian and drag Wang Xiaojian into hell. He can't live beyond life forever.

In fact, the method of "seven injuries" can do great harm to itself.

This kind of forbidden technique, which can stimulate the potential in the way of self mutilation, can improve the cultivation in an extreme period of time, and has tremendous combat power.

However, after World War I, it will be returned to its original form.

His injured body can only be recovered through pills.

But because of the overdraft potential, Nie Zhuo's accomplishments in this life are difficult to make further progress.

Unless we have great opportunities, we will stay in the position of five-star emperor forever.

However, Nie Zhuo felt that as long as he could kill the person in front of him.

Any price is worth it.

In the sky, Nie Zhuo, the elder of the king's gate, spread out his dark wings and his whole body was surging with strength.

After hitting Wang Xiaojian in a row, he looks cruel and slaps Wang Xiaojian again.

Boom!

In the sky, came the sound of rushing thunder.

With the power of thunder, the palm print cuts through the air and hits Wang Xiaojian's body head-on.

Majestic power, with Wang Xiaojian heavy hit on the cliff of a volcano.

The volcano vibrated and boulders rolled down, burying Wang Xiaojian's body in the deep hole.

Seeing Wang Xiaojian disappear in front of his eyes, Nie Zhuo's heart gave birth to a happy mood.

He knew clearly how powerful his thunder startling dragon palm was.

Even if it's not a killing move to startle long Xiaotian, Wang Xiaojian will surely die if he hits three palms in succession.Even if you don't die, you have only one breath left. It's not far from death.

"So young, I have such talent and cultivation. Once you grow up in the future, it will soar. "

"But even a genius, as long as he dies, is just a pile of loess."

"If you want to blame, you kill my apprentice and break my arm. Those who fight against the king's gate should die! "

Nie Zhuo opened his mouth, and his face was grim.

He spread out his dark energy wings and flew to the volcano.

In his eyes, Wang Xiaojian must be dead now.

But for the sake of conservatism, he still condensed the surging palm strength, let the palm aim at the cliff pit where Wang Xiaojian was buried.

He wants to let Wang Xiaojian die completely and thoroughly. He wants Wang Xiaojian to die without a burial place.

However, his palm wind has not yet been shot, suddenly the mountains shake.

With a bang, the boulder exploded.

A figure covered with golden flame flew out of the crater.

Nie Zhuo, the elder of wangzhemen, was shocked.

He didn't think that Wang Xiaojian, who had been repeatedly shocked by his thunder, would surely die.

Even if it's not dead, there's only one breath left.

But now, alone, he blasted the boulder out of the pit and flew out.

He was burning with golden flame all over his body, and there was a strong smell in his body.

Nie Zhuo, the elder of wangzhemen, thought he was wrong.

It's just the ghost of Wang Xiaojian, not himself.

Nie Zhuo, the elder of the king's gate, scattered his surging palms and rubbed his eyes vigorously. However, no matter how he rubbed them, the people in front of him did not disappear.

Nie Zhuo looked carefully and found that the person in front of him was indeed injured.

All his clothes were destroyed because of the terrible thunder mark.

There is also blood on the young and powerful body.

However, the blood, is not from the inside out - viscera burst, the result of flesh.

And it's just skin damage.

There was only a trace of blood on the inside of his mouth.

But the extent of the injury, and Nie Zhuo expected, a hundred and eight thousand li.

Wang Xiaojian flies out slowly. His golden wings have been replaced by the original fire of the ancient emperor.

The power of the Seven Star emperor and the level of thunder is very powerful, which makes him hurt and bleed when he has nine turn gold body protection.

But, absolutely not to the point of killing him.

At this time, Wang Xiaojian flies out.

He was clearly injured, and in his eyes, he was a man of extraordinary strength.

"Old dog, is this your card? I'm so disappointed. "