The Supreme Hegemony

Over a dark swamp, a tall man in a magic robe with light cyan wind magic wings behind him hung and looked at the four figures opposite. His eyes were cold and full of killing opportunities. Now the whole bloody realm is full of killing, either you or me. Naturally, he thinks these four people are not looking at the scenery. These four figures are none other than Zhuge Pang, Douglas, Philip and Scarlett.

"Hmm? Good. Did you just kill these two bodies on the ground?"

"Wow!"

With his hands on his back, Zhuge Pang took a step and was surrounded by gorgeous divine magic. He even presented one by one disillusioned lotus under his feet. It was an ethereal dream. This was a Buddhist magic power that produced lotus step by step. Zhuge Pang had been studying it recently. It was an extremely clever footwork.

"Shua!"

Like a phantom, Zhuge Pang's figure has appeared in front of the tall man.

"Fool! I'm not a weak magician. I'm a double cultivation of magic and martial arts!"

Seeing Zhuge Pang stabbing in front of him like this, the tall man was immediately happy and quickly talked about it. A quick wind magic blessing was on his body. The magic wings behind him fanned, but the figure trembled gently, and suddenly turned into more than ten figures. Zhuge Pang was suddenly wrapped in the center. At the same time, a dark blue long gun appeared in the tall man's hand, A straight stab!

"Hiss!"

As if he wanted to smash the heaven and earth, the dark blue spear suddenly stabbed Zhuge Pang with a sharp and domineering breath, like a dragon and a tiger fighting and a fierce Python hanging.

"Magic kill!"

With this amazing move, the tall man's cold voice suddenly echoed the void, giving people a very shocking feeling. It's really shocking that a magician shows a terrible close combat with a long gun in vain.

Although there is almost a consensus that the double cultivation of magic and martial arts is difficult to reach a terrible height in the creation continent, there are still some strong double cultivation of magic and martial arts, generally majoring in magic. For example, this tall man in front of him is like this. He appears to be a great mage of the wind system, but he is also an extremely powerful warrior.

This tall man is a terrible strong man of both magic and martial arts!

"Buzzing, buzzing..."

A large number of wind Magic Elements emerged in vain. Suddenly, they surrounded the tall man and wrapped him firmly. Suddenly, they boiling up, forming a whirlpool of wind rotating at a high speed with it as the center. Then the long gun in his hand shook. The whirlpool was suddenly concentrated at a high speed and turned into a gorgeous and magical practice of dreams, emitting a vanishing breath, Suddenly, with a long gun, he turned into a residual shadow and attacked Zhuge Pang!

"Hahaha... Die! Die!"

He laughed wildly in his heart. The tall man's face showed a bloodthirsty look. He could already feel the scene that his dark blue long gun was going to pierce Zhuge Pang's chest.

This move, he tried hard, I do not know how many opponents he killed, is his most powerful means.

"Hmm? Interesting. Replace fighting spirit with Magic Elements... Unfortunately, you still have to die!"

"Wow!"

In the face of this blow, Zhuge Pang's face remained unchanged. When the long gun was about to pierce his body, he was as strong as a strong body poured with steel. At this moment, he became soft and soft around his fingers. In the incredible eyes of the tall man, he twisted an incredible radian and escaped the gun. Then, he punched the other party's chest at will!

"Ah!"

With a scream, the tall man crashed to the ground, coughed up blood and was dying.

"Aunt, please do it!" with a faint smile, Zhuge Pang said kindly.

"Good!"

Knowing that this is not a time of mercy, Scarlett will not refuse to live for herself. Shua, her body flashed, appeared next to the tall man and began to quickly talk about the magic spell

Time passed slowly day by day, and Philip and his three men were very surprised, because Zhuge Pang could always find his opponents quickly, and then hit them hard and let them kill. On the seventh day of crazy killing, the three men finally killed ten opponents and were led away by a great force. Only Zhuge Pang was left, and they were still short of the last opponent.

"The scarlet light spot disappeared three days ago, and now there is only one light spot representing the holy land. Moreover, it's not too far from me. It's better to have a look..." after some thinking, Zhuge Pang's body flashed and flew forward.

Half a day later, on a jagged and strange pile of rocks, there sat a tall and thin man in gray with long, narrow and cold eyes. At the moment, he was holding a long sword as thorough as autumn water.

"Hmm? Who?" he seemed to feel something and drank violently.

"Ha ha... I'm worthy of being a strong man in the holy land. Even if my strength is suppressed, I'm still so keen. I admire it, admire it."

It was Zhuge Pang who walked out together and strolled leisurely in his own back garden.

"You're so brave. You know I'm a holy land. You still dare to come! Little guy, you can't be too proud to be a man! It happens that I Nikolay killed nine people, so you'll be the last one!"

"Shua! Shua! Shua!..."

Nikolay's body moved, like the gentle breeze, erratic and elusive. What's more strange is that his steps were mysterious and dreamy, which was amazing. It seems that he is no longer a person at this moment, but a breeze, sometimes fast and sometimes soothing. There is an impulse to spit blood.

Nikolay had already realized a kind of profound understanding of the vagaries of the mysterious elements of the wind system. In fact, he was able to break through the holy land because he understood the mystery of this wind element.

"Hmm? Good means!"

With a sigh of admiration, Zhuge Pang closed his eyes and roared. The towering Qi and blood was released, which filled the 100 meter range. The power of the extreme state was stored but not sent.

"What terrible Qi and blood! Is it similar to the means in the field..." Nikolay's eyes coagulated and his face was dignified.

"Shua! Shua! Shua!..."

Relying on his mysterious and unparalleled body method, Nikolay still strangely rushed into the blood of the weather. A sword appeared in his palm, which was as thorough as autumn water, buzzing and killing on all sides.

"Hahaha... Kill!"

"Boom! Boom! Boom!..."

The weather was so bloody that it suddenly disappeared out of thin air, and a huge transparent fist suddenly burst out... Followed by it, and turned into a gorgeous giant palm, which cut across the four directions and suppressed it. The momentum was surging

"Ah! Good means!"

With a scream, Nikolay threw his body away, and his face showed shock. There was no idea of playing with and killing Zhuge Pang in his heart, but some just ran away!

With his eyes closed, Zhuge Pang's whole mind was completely calm, empty and quiet. Nikolay was wrapped in his blood, and his every move was under control.

"Hoo!"

Zhuge Pang was furious and wanted to fight Nikolay.

"Great! I admire Nikolay. Goodbye!"

"Wow!"

Nikolay's body was like a breeze. Zhuge Pang couldn't completely capture each other's trace for a time, and Nikolay broke out with all his strength, fled in a hurry and disappeared soon.