Four hundred and fortieth chapters extra third leg
He integrated the evolved sky-splitting edge into the world in his palm, and its power was doubled. Even if the world in his palm collapsed, it would turn into a murderous edge that was indestructible. ([] .)
The monk with the first level of supernatural power staggered, his face was ferocious, his hair was wet with sweat and was condensed into locks. He was in an indescribable embarrassment, but he still had no trace of his original calm demeanor.
Facing such a pervert who was not afraid of any attack at all, the first-level monk with supernatural powers could only retreat steadily and felt like crying.
What is bullying? Damn it, this is bullying! If you don’t do this, isn’t this cheating?
The world in the palm came towards him one after another, and the strong wind howled so powerfully that it almost suffocated him. Even if he managed to break the world in the palm, it would immediately turn into countless sharp edges and shoot out at him.
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After the Sky-Splitting Edge has evolved in the Five Elements Restriction Formation, not only can it be used for long-range attacks, but it is also much more powerful. Each edge has enough power to kill a first-level magical monk. It is already a complete magical skill.
In an instant, bright red flowers bloomed all over the body of the monk with the first level of supernatural power. I am afraid that the sharp edge could easily penetrate his Gang Qi protection, it was like a rain of swords.
"Save me, save me! Help!" He roared with all his strength, resisted with all his strength, and retreated in a desperate struggle!
The other magical cultivators had already been beaten to pieces, and they took action frantically, and even stopped in front of Xia Chen, trying to stop him.
But Xia Chen fought even more crazily, letting the other people's terrifying magical powers hit him. He just tried his best to hit the magical monk with his killer moves.
If someone blocks him, Xia Chen doesn't care, and directly collides with him. Countless streaks of sky-splitting sharp edges grow on his body, like hedgehogs covered with sharp blades. Everyone who sees it is frightened.
If you dare to confront this pervert head-on, get out of the way immediately.
"Ah!" The hunted first-level magical monk finally couldn't resist, and was slapped hard on the chest by the palm of the world, and he screamed miserably, spurting out blood.
Countless sharp edges flew and cut him into countless pieces of flesh and blood.
Until it was decomposed, the screams still echoed in everyone's ears.
Another first-level magical monk fell, and he fell under the full siege of everyone. No matter how hard others tried, they could not save his life.
"Asshole. You killed Master Yue... You killed three of us. I'm going to tear you apart, tear you apart."
"Little bastard, I'm going to cut you into thousands of pieces and make your death extremely ugly."
"Everyone, come on, kill, kill this little bastard, and avenge Master Yue!"
"Kill him, then kill his friends, kill his relatives. Let his whole family die, kill!"
Witnessing this scene, Ji Wei and other first-level magical monks roared, with ferocious expressions on their faces, and they were already going crazy.
"You were the ones who wanted to kill me first, you bastards, just come and I'll deal with you one by one and cut you all into pieces!" Xia Chen's eyes were already red at this time and he roared angrily.
Facing a group of mad dogs, the only way is to chop them into pieces.
He turned around suddenly and rushed towards a magical monk who was shouting the most fiercely. The sky-splitting edge shot out like a flying knife and attacked him overwhelmingly.
The expression of the magical cultivator changed greatly, but he did not dodge. Instead, he roared and raised the innate Qi to the extreme.
"The God of War, Dharma Prime! Junior, prepare to be trampled into pulp by me!"
His upper body suddenly expanded rapidly, more than doubling in height in an instant. His two thick arms were like tree stumps, and they were swung in the wind. His bronze skin shone brightly, as if made of fine steel, and his innate energy was rising high.
It flows on the ridged skin, as if the ancient god of war was alive.
Bang bang bang... The extremely sharp sky-splitting edge hit him, making a sound of metal and iron, and spattering countless sparks on his strong skin, but did not penetrate his skin.
The supernatural cultivator stretched out his big hand like a cattail leaf fan, grabbed it from the air, and sent the sky-splitting sharp edge flying all over the sky, creating a majestic and unparalleled moment.
"The God of War! Brother Zhao, I didn't expect that you have already mastered this magical power. Okay, great!"
"Although the God of War's form consumes a lot of cultivation, during the period of maintaining the form, it is almost close to the peak strength of the first level of magical power!"
"Brother Zhao, taking advantage of the power of the Dharma, trampled this junior into a pulp, killed three of our companions, and didn't cut him into pieces. How could he let go of the bad breath in his heart?"
Ji Wei and others were overjoyed, and immediately became loud and roared wildly.
"Junior, I will let you die without a body today." The monk surnamed Zhao slapped his chest hard and roared like a gorilla. As his body grew bigger, his voice became dull, and the sound was like changing.
Like a person.
He strode towards Xia Chen with a ferocious face, like a demon or a snake god. The ground beneath his feet sank deeply, leaving a deep pit with every step he took. The sky-splitting edge shot out and hit him, but was all deflected by the God of War's magic.
flew out.
At this moment, he was like an omnipotent chariot, invincible and invincible.
"Brother Zhao is mighty, let's rush together with Brother Zhao and kill that junior." Other first-level magical monks started making noises.
Xia Chen didn't stop or step back. His blood-red eyes had returned to normal, but they became calm, as if a cold flame was burning inside, and his hands gently seemed to be gesticulating unconsciously.
Poof! The majestic monk named Zhao, who was like the god of war resurrected, suddenly stopped, his feet shook, and he immediately fell into two deep pits.
His ferocious face suddenly became distorted. His face was originally bronze, but the blood surged deeply, turning his face into the color of soy sauce, which looked extremely strange.
"Ah!" A howl that no longer seemed capable of being produced by humans roared out from his mouth, and it seemed to have a hint of joy inexplicably.
The face of the cultivator with the first level of magical power who was shouting wildly suddenly froze, thinking, what the hell is going on? Why did Brother Zhao suddenly stop? Could it be that the God of War, Dharma Prime, can only hold on for such a short time, and he just blocked Xia Chen's wave of attacks.
, it will show its original shape.
It's really annoying that when I'm just feeling energetic, I suddenly suffer from impotence and premature ejaculation.
Then, they saw the monk surnamed Zhao jump up like a frog, jumping at least three feet high, as if there was some kind of door of revelation in the sky, and he was about to plunge into it.
Suddenly, everyone felt that their eyes were dazzled because the monk surnamed Zhao had some physical changes, from two legs to three legs.
Everyone was stunned as they saw his third leg growing out from between his legs, spreading his two thighs apart, making him look particularly strong and powerful. He looked even more powerful than if he had taken 10,000 Viagra pills.
Could this be a side effect of the God of War's Dharma? Everyone's minds couldn't wrap their heads around it for a moment, and they were still thinking in confusion. If the Dharma itself was used, even the thing would involuntarily expand, and the final result would be to become as powerful as Brother Zhao.
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This is really a miracle. If those monks of the goddess of power had seen it, they would have been confused by Brother Zhao, chasing after him all day long and actively asking for a double night.
But immediately, everyone felt something was wrong.
The shouts of the monk surnamed Zhao were obviously not the excited laughter of his little brother after he grew bigger, but the screams of his dying struggle. Shockingly, purple-black blood fell from the sky and spattered on everyone's heads.
"No, that's a stone thorn that pierced Brother Zhao's body from below." Ji Wei's face suddenly changed color and he shouted.
Everyone's expressions changed drastically, and then they saw clearly that the thick third thigh was actually a sharp stone pillar. It emerged from the ground silently at some point, and penetrated deeply into the monk surnamed Zhao from the crotch.
Body.
No matter how powerful the God of War is, there is always one place that is weak and cannot be taken care of. There is a symbol of men, which represents both powerful worship and vulnerability.
Then a thorn of earth and stone came up from the ground, turning the mighty and majestic first-level monk with magical powers into a lewd beast with a third thigh.
Boom! The monk surnamed Zhao finally struggled for his last breath and fell heavily from the sky. He twisted his body slightly and then stopped completely.
The tips of the earth and stone thorns were sharp and barbed, and everything in his body had been minced into pulp. Even a second-level magical monk would not be able to survive such a serious injury.
"Brother Zhao!" Everyone's eyes were split open and they were in grief. Unexpectedly, the hope they had just raised to kill Xia Chen was completely shattered in the blink of an eye. The death of the monk surnamed Zhao was too tragic and cowardly.
"You are all going to die today!" Xia Chen's eyes flashed with infinite murderous intent, and he drew mysterious moves with his hands in the air. In the blink of an eye, several terrifying restrictions were formed.
The earth and stone thorns are naturally his masterpiece. Since the thunder in the sky has been played twice, let's play with the attack that emerges from the ground. The origin of the heart is forbidden, omnipresent and omnipotent.
I'm afraid the monk surnamed Zhao never thought until his death that a thorn of earth and stone could suddenly appear from the ground beneath his feet, and then... there would be no more, and he would be doomed to live a lonely life.
Buzz, buzz! The terrifying sky-splitting blades were fired from Xia Chen's hand like a barrage of cannons, turning into a bright sword river, splitting into more than a dozen directions and slashing towards Ji Wei and the others.
He actually launched a counterattack against more than a dozen magical monks by himself, which is really crazy.
The monks of the first level of supernatural power had no time to feel sad, and roared one after another, using their most proud stunts to resist the sharp edge of the sky. The anger in their hearts had no time to transform into greater power, and completely dissipated. Especially seeing Xia Chen so fierce, they couldn't help but retreat.
meaning.
The strongest attacks from him and others, even combined attacks, could not hurt Xia Chen at all. However, Xia Chen's physical body and sharp edge made it difficult for them to resist, so how could they fight this battle.
What's even more frightening is that Xia Chen's attack method is unpredictable and there is no warning at all.
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