"I almost dodged by you!"

Seeing Zhang Jian, a smile appeared in the young man's eyes.

"The small god realm is fourfold, it seems that you are a newcomer who has just entered the Divine Palace, and I don't know who brought you in, but it's a pity that you met my Qinggang Peng God. ”

The young man flew in and made a move, he stretched out his right hand, and a star manifested in the palm of his hand, and slapped it with one palm, as if the star had fallen, smashing towards Zhang Jian.

This is a peerless supernatural power that binds the stars in the palm of his hand and destroys everything.

"Six reincarnations!"

Zhang Jian couldn't escape, he could only face it, and suddenly the black hole manifested, and the reincarnation became a technique, shaking the stars in the palm of Qinggang Pengshen.

Bang!

The place was shattered, brilliant and boundless, like stars falling from the sky, crashing into this place, boundless divine light burning and boiling.

"You're so good that you can stop my magical powers!"

Qinggang Pengshen's eyes were sharp, staring at Zhang Jian, and he spoke coldly.

"It's a pity that you don't know how powerful I am at all, I can become an inner disciple not by realm, but by strength!"

Qinggang Pengshen's strength is strong, although it is only the sixth level of the small god realm, but its real strength is more than that.

He killed again, the silver light divine spear in his hand was gathered to the extreme, and the thunder attacked, shattering the void, and appeared directly in front of Zhang Jian.

The sky is cracking, and the gods and ghosts are shocked!

"Slash the gods with a sword!"

This Silver Light Divine Spear is too extraordinary, and contains a special Dao intent, which can travel through time and space, and appear anywhere despite the thought.

Zhang Jian was full of divine power, exerting the tenth kind of divine power, and in an instant, the Dao intent condensed into a golden divine sword, and he drew his sword and slashed it, like the sun exploding, with terrifying power, slashing towards the divine spear.

"You're so naïve!"

However, Qinggang Peng Shen smiled coldly, and the next moment, the silver light divine spear in front of Zhang Jian disappeared, and it actually appeared behind him, pointing directly at the back of his head, and wanted to penetrate Zhang Jian's head.

There has never been such a moment, Zhang Jian is so mentally focused, he felt an unprecedented death crisis, as if death was in front of him, and he wanted to take away his life.

"Qinglian!"

Zhang Jian drank lowly, his Dao intention turned, and above his head, three inches of green lotus appeared, and the green lotus bloomed, and each piece of lotus was like a heavenly sword divine sword, with unparalleled strength, resisting the silver light divine spear.

While!

The shocking sound broke out in an instant, and if anyone watched the battle here, they would definitely cover their ears and be unbearable.

This blow emitted a dazzling divine light, and the sound was too strong.

"Qinglian Dao, you are very good, you can actually comprehend this kind of avenue, if you kneel on the ground and be my divine servant, I will let you go, and I will not pursue the golden light of the Buddha!"

Qinggang Pengshen stood high in the sky, overlooking Zhang Jian, his eyes were sharp, like two divine swords.

"If you beg me for mercy now, maybe I'll spare your life!"

How is it possible to be a servant of God?

"Since you are stubborn, I can only send you back to the West!"

Qinggang Pengshen suddenly soared with killing intent, no longer wasting his tongue, and the whole person turned into a green shadow, disappearing in place in an instant.

The next moment, he appeared in front of Zhang Jian.

The silver divine spear burst out with divine might, and with an incomparable penetrating Dao intent, it attacked Zhang Jian again.

At the same time, his wings were like knives, extremely sharp, slashing at Zhang Jian's throat, and at this moment he opened his mouth, and a divine wind roared out, this wind tore through the void, like a wind of silence, to blow away Zhang Jian's soul.

"Kill!"

Zhang Jian drank violently, the meaning of Bodhi Dao manifested, the Buddha's light turned into a mirror, and the divine wind blew on it, all of which were blocked and could not fall on Zhang Jian.

At the same time, he successively performed Kendo, the Northern Underworld Avenue and the Qinglian Avenue.

I saw that between heaven and earth, the sword light was heavy, the dark sea was surging, and the green lotus was swaying.

Lightning erupted, and at this moment, the two didn't know how many times they faced each other.

It's like the tip of a needle to a wheat.

Although Zhang Jian's realm is insufficient, the supreme divine body is indestructible, and whether it is the way of the sword or the Qinglian Dao, he ranks extremely high in the internal fighting of the Three Thousand Avenues.

Even if it is the Bodhi Dao that you have just gotten, it is within a thousand people, and you have no fear at all when you shoot continuously.

What's more, the divine power in his body is surging, surging endlessly, as if it will never be exhausted, and it is running.

The two fought fiercely, Zhang Jian did not take half a step back, and the ultimate physical body, supernatural power, and Dao intention were manifested.

Qinggang Pengshen wants to kill Zhang Jian and obtain the Bodhicitta Sutra, while Zhang Jian is for self-preservation, and it is difficult to adjust between the two.

This mountain range was shattered, and one mountain peak after another collapsed, turning into a pile of rubble, and countless corpses and bones were shattered.

"Damn, where did this creature come from, it is so strong, two realms lower than me, and it can even fight with me to a draw!"

Qinggang Pengshen became more and more frightened, he was the inner disciple of Haoyue Divine Palace, his combat power was monstrous, and he had killed several strong people of the same level, and he was known as unparalleled in combat power.

However, at this time, Zhang Jian in front of him could not be suppressed, and the other party was lower than his own realm, didn't this mean that his combat power was unparalleled and had turned into a bubble.

No, this is definitely not a fact that Qinggang Pengshen can accept.

"You have succeeded in provoking me, I will extract your divine soul and enslave it for generations!" Qinggang Peng God roared angrily, the whole person's blue light skyrocketed, blooming with a peerless edge, his lower body faded, turning into a hundred-zhang size Qinggang Dapeng, Peng Yu is like a sword, sharp claws are like hooks, and the six Dao intentions are manifested on his body at the same time, like a god of war, no

can be matched, and the breath is many times more terrifying than before.

In an instant, the entire heaven and earth shook, and one after another great cracks in the void were torn out by him.

The earth was roaring, the sky was roaring, and the silver light divine spear had already turned into a peng claw, about to crush Zhang Jian's whole person.

This is the strongest means of Qinggang Pengshen, once, with this move, he killed the powerhouse of the Seven Layers of the Little God Realm.

It is precisely because of this that he is also famous among the inner disciples of the Haoyue Divine Palace.

It's a pity that he met Zhang Jian today.

And Zhang Jian has a chance to draw his sword.

Faced with this power that could kill the sevenfold of the Little God Realm, Zhang Jian did not choose to fight hard, but took out the hidden sword glove.

"Excalibur, please!"

Zhang Jian held the hilt of the sword in his hand, let out a low snort, and then pulled the blood sword out of the hidden sword with the force of his palm.

Swish!

In an instant, the blood light shone on the heavens, and between the sky and the earth, there was a dazzling sea of blood.

The sea of blood is surging, overwhelming, and even more rich, and in this sea of blood, a demonic man in a bloody robe walked out, like a god king, overwhelming the world.

The blood sword, held in his hand, manifested on the top of Zhang Jian's head.

The next moment, the demonic man and Zhang Jian moved in unison, drew his sword, and cut it down.

At this moment, there was only this blood-colored sword glimmer left in Qinggang Pengshen's eyes.

The sword is like opening the heavens and the earth, the terrifying power, he can't resist, even if he casts his strongest blow, but in front of this sword, he is still as fragile as an ant.

Burst!

A dull voice sounded, and he saw that the body of Qinggang Peng God was directly disconnected, turned into two halves, fell from the sky, smashed into the ground, and the blood of the god flowed. The blood sword is out, and the Peng God has fallen!