Chapter 1322

He is not big, but he can destroy the power of the sky with his fist.

He is pretty and handsome. He holds the sword like a demon. His sword spirit rises and his sword sense is extremely terrible.

They are just like two super strong men in heaven and earth, watching the battle from a distance, they are all excited.

Originally, Xu Zhendong didn't have such high expectations. Now it seems that Xu Tianjun didn't do his best in his usual fighting.

In addition, just a short time ago, when he broke through to the middle of the golden elixir, his accomplishments rose a lot, much better than yesterday.

Even Watanabe Qianqiu, who has been treating Xu Zhendong arrogantly, does not dare to despise him at the moment.

"Exciting! Wonderful

Kong Yingshui couldn't help crying with excitement!

Boom

A majestic and wanton air current surged in the dark air, and the strong wind wave was like the roar of the deep sea, overturning everything.

The rhythm of this world being overturned.

In front of him, Kong's blood was boiling. He looked up at the battle between the two men, and his mouth looked excited.

I saw them rolling back and forth.

In contrast, Xu Zhendong seems to be more seriously injured and his face is a bit bad, but his fighting spirit is not reduced.

"Yes, although it's much better than before, it's not enough to beat Biandu Qianqiu."

Kong said quietly and continued to watch the battle.

Watanabe Qianqiu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, turned over a somersault and punched again. This punch seems to be more powerful than the one just now. The great power rolled out. The dusky state in the sky became more and more dusky, with a heavy sense of depression.

Xu Zhendong's heart is also full of shock.

I can't resist the blow.

This is a combination of six ancient swords. They are powerful.

But he resisted.

This man is really powerful. What is his cultivation!

As soon as his fist came, it was stronger than that one.

"Up again! Level 6: sky sword

In a flash, the figure disappeared in the chaotic sky, as if it had entered heaven.

Watanabe Qianqiu won't let it go. He'll kick in the air and kill him.

Dark sky, overcast, the sky is not like the sky, as if a chaos, turbid.

According to Kong Qianshui, this was the war in ancient times, which was filled with too much resentment and anger to create such a sky.

The sky is ruined.

Watanabe Qianqiu's fist to kill God, as if to blow the sky open, the sky suddenly changed.

A huge sword came down from the sky. It was attacked by the gray awn and the fierce sword air.

Kong looked up, but he saw lights coming from the dark sky, like lightning. Their figures were all in the dark sky, some vague.

"Huaxia children, I underestimate you for having such achievements at a young age, but you must die today. It's not my style to raise a tiger for trouble. You will be the third Huaxia super strong man to die in my hands."

In the dim sky, the overbearing words of Watanabe Qianqiu came. The thunder and lightning in the sky became more intensive, and the thunder rolled out.

WOW!

All of a sudden, torrential rain poured down, and drops of water the size of pearls fell down.

"If you want to kill me, take out your best moves. I'll wait for you to kill me!"

Xu Zhendong's voice also came, a little hasty. Obviously, even in the air, he was downwind.

Hiss——

A sharp sword was cut from the air, but it was cut to Kong Qianshui. She quickly dodged, and a terrible crack was cut out on the ground. The horror of the sword was still spreading.

But who knows, just dodging, another blow came.

Once again, he dodged and looked up at the sky. There was an impulse to swear.

"You two did it on purpose Kong is speechless. Step back.

From time to time God cut a sword, blow a punch, the ground was once again damaged, huge pits and cracks continue to increase.

The battle between the two men lasted for half a day, and they were still neck and neck.

"Ah --"

A scream, Xu Zhendong's voice fell from the sky, heavily hit the ground, hit a big hole.

What follows is Watanabe Qianqiu's fierce attack. In this fight, I'm afraid Xu Zhendong will be turned into meat pie.

"Drink!"

A big drink, the majestic momentum surged out, the force of heaven and earth was pulled and moved, the body quickly moved away.

At the moment, Xu Zhendong is dirty, his clothes are broken, his clothes are stained with blood, his hair is messy, but his fighting spirit is not reduced, and he is more brave.

This blow to the air, the original big hole in this blow to kill, expand twice, deepen twice, strong air in the surge.

Xu Zhendong has returned to heaven, he seems to miss the fight in the air.

"Huaxia children, if you practice for a few more years and come to me, maybe I'm not your opponent, but you're too conceited. You've come ahead of time, and you'll have to pay for your life."

Watanabe Qianqiu is not intact, with a small amount of blood on his body and black air around him. He seems to be more powerful than the devil from hell.

One punch.

All of a sudden!

He stopped in the air, suddenly, as if completely, and ignored inertia.

"Well?"

He looked up at the sky.

"What's the matter? I can't feel any sword Qi, only a faint breath, just like the breath of ordinary people. What the hell are the Chinese doing? "

He has doubts and some don't understand.

Not only he didn't understand, but also Kong Qianshui, who was watching the war, was confused.

"What is this for? Are you waiting to die? "

Kong Qianshui looks at the sky with doubts. His eyes are focused and penetrate the darkness. He sees that Xu Tianjun's powerful momentum is all converging, and his whole person is constantly flying up and up

Actually far away.

Doylev was still watching the battle, squinting and looking up at heaven, but he was also puzzled.

"Come here, boy!" Said dolev suddenly.

Luo Xiaoyu just crawled out of the dead. He was angry and wanted to scold him. However, he was so dignified that his swearing words were choked back.

"Why? Old man Luo Xiaoyu didn't say well.

"What is your master's most powerful skill?" Asked doleff.

"Taishang qingmujing, what's the matter?" Luo Xiaoyu also looked at the sky, but he couldn't see anything. All he saw was darkness and chaos.

"No, he has the skill of pressing the bottom of the box, don't you know? Aren't you the second in the world and the first under master? "

Doyler's eyes never left God, said with a casual sneer.

"The skill of pressing the bottom of the box..." Luo Xiaoyu wiped his chin and thought hard. He suddenly patted him on the shoulder and exclaimed, "I know, I know."

"Don't tell me if you know," he said

"My master once had a very powerful palm skill that came down from the sky. I don't know its name, but he seldom used it. He said that it was very mysterious and he couldn't understand it. Moreover, every time he used it, he would have excessive internal friction. If he failed, it would become fish on the board."

Luo Xiaoyu said slowly.

Doylev pondered for a while, with a trace of excitement and expectation on his face, and said:

"It's the palm skill that comes down from the sky, isn't it?"