"What is that?"

The crowd was puzzled, and they saw a horrible silver lightning burst out.

This silver lightning has obviously exceeded everyone's imagination.

Many people have not even seen it clearly. When the shining silver light exists, it is already to see the Shura demon pestle, but it was crushed.

"How is it possible?"

The big host's complexion changes, and I almost can't believe it ..

This is the treasure of Shura Temple.

In the two magic two, I do n’t know how many strong men died on this Shura demon pestle. According to legend, it was made of Shura ’s skull and spine.

"Oh!"

Immediately afterwards, the sword light flashed, and amid the shocking eyes of countless people, the body of the host was suddenly divided into two sections.

Nympho

Boom! Boom!

At this moment, the world that was originally stopped returned to operation at this moment.

At this moment, Chu Jingtian's complexion was suddenly pale, and his breath was very whereabouts.

After all, it is the eight -order Ling Xiaojian.

It has been beyond the existence of the Xianwu world. It is like a bottomless hole. If you want to drive it, you have to run the corresponding power. Just one time before, it almost empty the power of 70 % of his body.

"Hey! Hey!"

The sound of the corpse falling to the ground woke everyone from the shock.

Everyone looked at all this incredible.

The host of Shura Temple was actually killed? And it was still impossible to use the Shura magic pestle!

"Shit up!"

Li Feiying's eyes closed.

He immediately felt a light light falling on his body, and he talked loudly for a while.

At this time, the crowd turned their attention to Chu Jingtian.

Only then did Chu Jingtian's pale complexion.

"He can't support it for too long!"

"The previous blow, for him, consumes too much damage!"

"The previous attack, he couldn't send it out again!"

The people of the eight factions suddenly drank together and went towards Chu Jingtian.

However, Chu Jingtian just waved his right hand.

"cut!"

Alas!

The Lingxiao Sword brought out a sword light that was hundreds of meters long and swept away immediately.

"ah!"

For a while, the magic martial arts who rushed up even had no time to scream, and found that their bodies had been divided into two, cut into two.

"idiot!"

Chu Jingtian snorted coldly.

The previous blow was seriously consumed, but that was to deal with Shura's magic pestle. If it just urged Ling Xiaojian, he could barely support it.

Suddenly.

The eight factions and thirteen people fell almost all at this moment.

However, there are very few people in the field.

"Chu Jingtian, I don't wear the sky with you!"

Li Feiying is cracking.

In this battle, he originally thought that Shi Nine Jiu was stable. He brought his disciples and sons over, but as a result, Chu Jingtian was killed by a sword that was regardless of green soap and white. How could he not hate it?

"Peng Cheng Wanli!"

Li Feiying roared, and he made a storm. The endless qi in the body rolled around, as the spring rushed out, and outside of his body, he became an extremely golden -winged Dapeng.

This Dapeng seems to be more Shen Jun than the ghost Bi Fang. When the wings are unfolding, the void even shrouded.

"Yin!"

At this time, a sharp cry sounded the void.

I only saw Li Feiying's mouth open, as if swallowing the sky, as if to swallow Chu Jingtian.

"die!"

Chu Jingtian's eyes were so faint, not afraid.

Swap your right hand.

Boom!

Ling Xiaojian split down.

In the eyes that Li Feiying couldn't believe, Ling Xiaojian ignored the feathers that he used to use his true qi, and directly put his physical body without entering his body, and splitted to his soul.

"No!"

Li Feiying made a shocking scream.

At this moment, he no longer had the idea of ​​resisting to resist, and his wings exhibited, and he quickly moved back towards the back.

But no matter how fast he is, how can he be comparable to Ling Xiaojian?

When he saw the golden -winged Dapeng outside Li Feiying, he was torn away on the spot. Then, Li Feiying lost his support for strength and fell down from the air.

"Papa!"

The corpse that was cut into two halves, slammed to the ground, splashing a bloody dust.

Ling Xiaojian turned in the air in the air, turned into a silver light, and returned to Chu Jingtian again, and was swallowed into the mouth.

call--

At this point, a strong wind blows.

Chu Jingtian, who was blowing, carried forward, his clothes fluttered, hunting.

The survivors present only felt that the whole person was frozen at this moment.

"Dead?"

"Thirteen talk between Taihang Mountain?"

"Shura Temple Host!"

"President of the Flying Eagle Association ..."

These people are in the magic door, but they are not inferior to Peng Tianhao's existence. Now they have been destroyed?

Not to mention, there are some existences such as eight factions and thirteen sects.

How many troops are overwhelming now.

This is too scary!

Everyone thought to the young man in front of him. After seeing the other party swallowed the silver light, he did not make a little stay. Instead, he called out the ghostly side and sat directly.

"Go?"

Seeing Chu Jingtian's movements, everyone was stunned.

However, when ZTE's thoughts started this idea, they saw Chu Jingtian sitting on the back of the ghostly Bi Fang, suddenly stopped the movements in their hands, and looked towards their position.

His!

At this moment, the people hiding in the dark trembled, just felt from the body to the soul, as if they were completely frozen at this moment. At this moment, the crowd raised a tragic heart of a rabbit.

Even Li Feiying and Shura Temple presided over the existence of the existence, and they couldn't deal with Chu Jingtian. How could these people be?

‘Is it necessary to kill the other party?’

Many people are full of despair.

If Chu Jingtian is really going to move, I am afraid that they can even escape.

At this moment, there are countless thoughts in their minds, what are the rich and rich, and power, but they just have eyes and smoke, as long as they can survive.

When everyone thought that Chu Jingtian was about to shot, he saw that the other person quietly recovered his eyes, and the ghost Bi Fang also shocked his wings, flying towards the distance.

"Finally survive!"

Seeing this scene, everyone's heart could not help but emerge in such an idea. When they returned to God, they found that the whole body had been soaked by cold sweat.

They knew in their hearts that it was not that Chu Jingtian changed his mind and did not kill them, but that their strength was too weak, and they did not deserve Chu Jingtian.

"This matter will never be blended again!"

Looking at the figure far away, countless people secretly thought.
Chapter completed!