Chapter 387: Kill

"You're going to die!"

Zhang Jian's gaze, like two invisible swords, stabbed at Uncle Meng, he was full of divine power, and the mixed yuan umbrella in his hand exuded a fierce cold glow, and went straight to Uncle Meng.

"Hmph, although I don't know what means you used to get this power, you are still not our opponent, get out!"

Uncle Meng snorted coldly, and the moment he spoke, the aura around him surged, and the golden mask on his face quickly flew out, exuding an incomparably powerful aura, and headed towards Zhang Jian.

"The method of exhaling the wind!"

Zhang Jian let out a low snort, and four black winds appeared around his body, and the black wind turned into a black dragon, and walked towards the golden mask fiercely.

And Zhang Jian's back appeared seven star light wings, the speed was so fast, straight to Uncle Meng, the two fought together in the blink of an eye, the wind and sand swirled, the battle fluctuated, a series of roaring loud noises, constantly coming out, the two of them in a short period of time, thousands of duels.

One is a veteran powerhouse, who has been immersed in the peak of the Transformation Realm for decades, and although he has broken an arm, he is still extremely strong.

One is a newborn powerhouse, who has reached the peak strength of the Transformation Realm with the help of the Law Heaven and Earth and the Blood Mask, and his strength is terrifying.

At this moment, the impermanence ghost and Qiu Hong fought fiercely, but Yao Jing and Gou Yu fell on the other side, and the battle between Zhang Jian and Uncle Meng attracted everyone's attention, even in mid-air, the people of the Sima family and Chu Yuyang and other strong people also looked sideways and stared at this side.

"Look for death yourself, even if the old man breaks an arm, he will kill you like a dog!"

Uncle Meng's eyes were resolute with murderous intent, and the only remaining left hand was raised, and a black vortex appeared in his hand, and suddenly the surrounding heaven and earth aura converged together, submerged into the black vortex, and suddenly a breath of destruction and destruction emerged, making everyone's hearts tremble.

"Ground-level advanced martial arts, Breaking Gang Ghost Slash!"

The black vortex quickly distorted, turning into a black blade of light, and as soon as this blade of light appeared, it made the surrounding space crack dense, containing extremely terrifying power.

"Slash!"

Uncle Meng's aura surged, gathered in the light blade in his hand, and suddenly shouted violently, and the light blade came out of his hand and went straight to Zhang Jian.

The blade of light slashed through midair, and where it passed, space was sliced, revealing a deep rift that could not heal for a short time.

The power of this light blade was so strong that even everyone in the Sima family gasped and looked at it in shock.

But just as this light blade was heading towards Zhang Jian, Zhang Jian's right hand was raised, and a black tripod suddenly appeared in his palm.

It was Zhang Jian who obtained the mysterious black tripod in the Danta.

The black tripod is only three inches in size, but its weight is extremely terrifying, if it weren't for Zhang Jian learning the trick of controlling the tripod, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to hold it at all.

After leaving Danta, because Hei Ding could not be included in the storage ring, Zhang Jian could only be kept in his arms, and always operated with the Ding Jue, and at this moment, in the face of Uncle Meng's killing move, he finally took it out.

"You are not the first Transformation Realm peak I have killed, and you will not be the last!"

Zhang Jian spoke softly, his voice was very calm, but it was very cold, so cold that Uncle Meng felt frightened, and there was an unprecedented life and death crisis.

Zhang Jian grabbed Hei Ding, his body bowed slightly, like a big bow, and his arm was the bowstring, and Hei Ding was his arrow.

At this moment, Zhang Jian's physical strength has exceeded one million, reaching the power of one and a half million catties, and this power burst out from the limbs and hundreds of bones, along the spine, rapidly spreading, and finally spreading to Zhang Jian's hands.

"Die!"

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