As he spoke, a raging fire was burning at this moment, except for the location of Sun and Xiao Dezi. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 The flame is as high as a zhang, just looking at it from a distance is enough to make people tremble, not to mention the sword sealing and wanting to stop.

If it was just a fire, the two of them might not have panicked too much. But the relentless fire in front of him was only a prelude to the time when the force attacked. Just when the aura on the surface of the body was almost dissipated by the fusion of flames, a terrifying explosion that destroyed the world suddenly jumped up, completely engulfing the figures of the two in an instant, not knowing whether they were alive or dead.

Desireless, this move of fire slaughter is really very domineering, and it is really difficult for manpower to do. The red firelight printed the faces of the three of them as red as blood, especially in Sun Changkong's eyes, as if they were about to burst out with blood.

"Be careful!"

Sun Changkong was shocked, and Xiao Dezi suddenly felt a strange wind in front of him, and when he looked at it, a figure with a body full of embers rushed towards him quickly, and slammed his face door with a palm.

The situation was critical, and Xiao Dezi had no choice but to fight. I saw him reciting the mantra in his mouth, accumulating strength in his hands, and a layer of qi armor immediately rose on his chest, temporarily renewing the pipa bones that had been broken before, and repeating the vitality of the broken muscles and bad flesh. Then, a strong force immediately erupted, and the killing punch move was unobstructed.

He only threw one punch, but it was far more powerful than the sum of the three German fists combined. This is the most domineering form of killing boxing, called Destruction. As soon as this move came out, there was a strange cry of ghosts crying wolves in the surrounding space, the yin wind was everywhere, and the undercurrent was surging, although it could not be detected with the naked eye, but through perception, it was clear that there was an invisible killing force in the space.

That is the terrifying power that can only be aroused by how many living beings have been killed?As soon as Xiao Dezi's fist broke out with two shatters, the Hokage's figure immediately withered by a few points, and it was less than two-thirds of the previous one. went to the "Flame Coat", and the three of them saw clearly that the person who came was none other than the desire to stop taking Danyu in a state of "immortality" at this time.

Now he is like a ghost, lingering, attacking him if he can't break it, even if he kills, he can't kill him. His palm power is fierce and superb, coupled with a momentum that is not afraid of death, it is on an equal footing with Xiao Dezi, who has performed destruction, one up and down, one left and one right, stalemate in mid-air, and it is impossible to distinguish the strength of victory and defeat for a while.

Seeing that his teammates were in danger, Sun Changkong left his own safety behind, separated the boundless sea of fire in front of him with a wave breaking knife technique, and flew towards the opponent's position, wanting to help him. However, at this time, a scream like a wind and a crane came into the air, and Sun Changkong saw that it was a sharp knife.

"Guan Chunlei!"

He recognized the identity of the knife almost immediately, it was one of the Nine Swords of the Thunder Dragon, Mocking Wind. The Mocking Wind Knife is known for its swift and fierce knife momentum, and Sun Changkong does not dare to take it lightly. When he was condensing, the remnants of his Ice Spirit Treasure Knife were swaying, and the cold light was bursting. The space that was originally surrounded by countless flames was immediately occupied by crystal ice flakes one by one, and in the blink of an eye, a fan-shaped ice tent had formed, intercepting the mocking wind from a foot away.

Although the sword was extremely fast, the power of the blade was limited, and even if it successfully pierced through the ice tent, it was still stopped by its tenacious follow-up force and stopped in front of Sun Changkong.

His offensive was blocked one after another, which greatly damaged Guan Chunlei's fighting spirit. Even if you have a magic skill, it won't help. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Sun Changkong drove the knife straight up, a split-wave knife style, and went straight to the predecessor who wanted to give up. His goal was not to kill him in one blow, but to be able to force him back for the time being. After all, the other party's life does not have long left, as long as he survives this last moment, he will automatically disintegrate.

But at this time, he had already put his own safety at risk, let alone facing a divine weapon like Bingluo, even if there were hundreds of arrows and flying arrows, he would not be deterred. So, under everyone's gaze, the blade first pierced into the chest of the incessant desire, and then burst out from about an inch below the throat, and with it appeared several objects like ice crystals, from which I don't know what organ remains.

Sun Changkong thought that in this way, he would be able to control the opponent's offensive. Who would have thought that several clear silk threads suddenly appeared in the knife on his chest, sewing the cracked flesh on both sides together again, so that his body could remain intact. However, this is not to say that Sun's attack was not effective. At the very least, the other party's actions have slowed down. Come to think of it, it should be caused by a large amount of spiritual energy consumed by repairing the knife wound before!

However, as long as the opponent does not fall for a while, Sun Changkong cannot relax his vigilance for a while. What's more, he was afraid that there would be a ruthless character on his head, and a mocking wind knife would already make him scramble and lose his mind. If you let the other eight thunder dragon swords make a move together, I really don't know how many breaths I can survive.

Maybe Guan Chunlei heard Sun Changkong's heart, and just when the latter just remembered the combined attack of the nine swords, several dazzling edges really appeared in the sky.

One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight.

No more, no less, eight thunder dragon knives fell from the sky and shot at Sun Changkong on the ground together. Sun Changkong's swallow body swirled, and the phantom was full of sky, so that half of the audience was his remnant. The eight Thunder Dragon Blades, plus the Wind Mocking Knives that had been stuck in the ice tent before, regrouped, and turned their heads to sweep towards Sun Changkong and his teammates again. Xiao Dezi was hit hard, and he consumed a lot of spiritual energy successively, and at this time he was already short of internal breath, and he couldn't breathe, and he didn't have the energy to escape at all. And Desireless still controlled the fire in the audience, so that Guan Chunlei in the sky did not dare to come down rashly. So on the whole, the only person who can have a chance and have the possibility to face the Nine Thunder Dragon Swords is Sun Changkong.

Knowing that the task on his body was arduous, he Sun Changkong did not dare to slack off in the slightest. He first forcibly washed away the nine thunder knives with a blow of 3,000 waters. Then he turned around and really hit the prisoner knife knife of the head of the unicorn knife trick.

To say that the strength of the nine swords is much higher than that of the ice spirit. But if he is alone, Sun Changkong is not afraid of any of them, and the prison cow is no exception.

As the core of this offensive, the knife momentum, knife strength, and knife qi are all the most victorious among the nine. Therefore, as long as it can be successfully defeated, it is equivalent to removing the four claws and two arms of the Thunder Dragon Nine Blades, and the power of the move will naturally be greatly reduced. Therefore, at this moment, Sun Changkong mustered up his courage, and the cold air on the ice spirit in his hand was great, and several layers of solid ice shells were formed, wrapping the slender blade in it, without revealing a trace of might. Seeing this, the Prisoner Knife moved more quickly, and even came to the Ice Spirit before the Mocking Wind came, wanting to fight it for a long time.

Seeing this scene, a mysterious smile appeared on the corner of Sun Changkong's mouth, and as soon as his wrist turned quickly, the ice shell coat on the outside of the ice spirit suddenly disintegrated, revealing its body. What everyone didn't expect was that in just a few breaths, the sword qi of the ice spirit increased by more than eight times, and a string of textures exuding an ancient aura appeared on the surface of the knife body, the texture shape was like the skin of a demon beast, and there was an inexplicable power in the forbearance, which made the ice spirit itself reborn, and both speed and strength had made great progress.

Taking advantage of the chaotic scene when the ice shell cracked, the ice spirit swept past the tip of the opponent's knife and stabbed directly at the seven inches of the blade. For a while, the whole body of the prison cow was shocked, and the sword instantly weakened I don't know how much, like a candle in the wind, the sun is approaching the western mountain, and the sharp sword qi is no longer there, replaced by a terrifying feeling.

"Phew!"

Seeing that his beloved thing had suffered this catastrophe, Guan Chunlei, who had been floating in the sky, couldn't bear it anymore, and then turned into a brilliant beam of light and landed in front of the two knives. When his palm was held on the prison bull again, the latter's momentum was once again majestic, and the cold weapon became hot as pulp at this moment, if it weren't for the aura antibody, I am afraid that the flesh and blood would have been roasted alive by it.

Guan Chunlei's eyes almost shattered when he reappeared in the arena, and he looked at the mortal enemy he was facing, eager to break it into thousands of pieces to vent the hatred in his heart. Otherwise, if he had taken over all the Thunder Nine Swords moves one after another, I'm afraid the game would have ended by now!

Thinking about it like this, Guan Chunlei became more and more angry, and finally the anger in his anger turned into a powerful force for revenge, and with the blade in his hand as the carrier, he attacked Sun Changkong with a stunned face.

"Kill him, get past me first!"

After successfully luring Guan Chunlei, he had no desire to retract the flames in all directions and integrate them into his arms. For a while, the slender arms were shining with flame-like brilliance, and under their reflection, outsiders could even see the meridians and blood vessels all over them, and the aura ran smoothly and orderly. And not far away, a pitch-black body fell to the ground, motionless, not knowing whether it was alive or dead.

The moment he didn't want to insert it, he raised his hand and struck a blow, and the black mandala immediately bloomed on top of the prison bull. The flowers grew larger and larger, and at last they almost swallowed the blade of the sword, leaving only the handle exposed.

Seeing this scene, Guan Chunlei did not retreat but advanced, and the blade in his hand seemed to have passed through the barrier of time, so it was better to come to Sun's face when he came. This trick borrowed a knife to kill people, so that Guan Chunlei made it really ingenious, and he didn't even think of this situation without desire. At this time, the black fireworks standing on top of the prison ox were three times as many as he usually used, and ordinary people immediately lost their bones when they hit it. Even if you have an ability, you don't want to run for your life. But because the energy is too strong, the detonation time has been delayed a bit, which makes the originally impeccable move appear the only dead end. Guan Chunlei took advantage of this weakness to transfer the danger that originally belonged to him to Sun Changkong.

Of course, Sun Changkong knew the secret of the desireless move. But such a close distance made him have the heart to fight back, but he was powerless to return to the sky. Seeing the black fireworks that heralded a terrible death placed in front of him, he didn't have time to reach out and open them. Between breaths, he only felt that his front was occupied by endless black, and there was no light at all.

The shocking explosion not only engulfed Sun Changkong, but even captured the surrounding light and everything in it.

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