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Chapter 8 Kill!

A chaotic battle broke out. The strong men with scarlet eyes and greedy hearts began to kill towards the target they had locked. In an instant, the air flow was turbulent, and the entire space was filled with a whistling and fierce wind.

Zhou Meng was like a small boat sailing in the stormy sea in the crazy battle of this powerful man in the spiritual realm. There was a possibility of being beaten into pieces at any time. His power that shocked several people could not even protect himself here.

There is no capital.

"Trash of Jiutian Taiqing Palace, hand over the treasure and spare your life!" Boom, a figure attacked with force, murderous intent flashed in his eyes. For him, Zhou Meng was vulnerable to a blow, a person with only the power of Dzogchen.

Guy, you can't even block one of his blows.

"This treasure is mine, get out of the way!" Suddenly, another strong man who locked on Zhou Meng also attacked violently. In the blink of an eye, he caught up with the first disciple and slapped him with a palm, like a wave of air.

The power is coming.

Boom, boom, the two actually clashed first. Zhou Meng was on the safe side for a while, but he knew that when the two men decided the winner, he would face the enemy brazenly, and he began to think deeply in his heart. Now

In this situation, what should I do? Break through to the spiritual realm? But there is still a treasure that has not been obtained, and Zhou Meng is unwilling to do so.

Around his neck, Zhou Meng wears Longyang Jade, a low-grade treasure that can cleanse the spirit and make people united. For Zhou Meng today, it is the most precious treasure, but he is also very greedy for the third magic weapon.

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"Fight! I won't break through for the time being, unless it's really a life-or-death situation." Zhou Meng secretly expressed absolute certainty in his heart. For him now, it is not difficult to break through the spiritual realm. He has enough foundation, and he also has the ten thousand things the palace master gave him.

Once he swallows all the middle-grade spiritual stones, I am afraid that the power he will gain will be enough to open two meridians, and his strength will undergo earth-shaking changes, at least among this group of people, there will be no more enemies.

"Xiao Jin, look at the timing, kill one first and then talk!" Zhou Meng looked ferocious, holding a medium-grade single sword in his hand, and a stern light from the sword immediately filled the air, making the whole space feel cold.

"Die, you dare to compete with me for the treasure, no one can save you today!" Boom, a disciple who wanted to snatch Zhou Meng's treasure suddenly punched, and saw huge shadows of fists, banging sounds, and shadows of fists.

Quickly zoom in, extremely powerful.[

Humph, only a cold snort was heard, and a man from the opposite side stepped forward fiercely, holding a single sword with a cold light flashing in his hand. There was anger between his eyebrows. He suddenly swung the single sword in his hand, and a long and narrow sword light suddenly exploded like a full moon.

came out and directly hit the fist shadow.

With a rumble, the two figures retreated suddenly, their faces were pale, and their eyes showed a fierce look. One of these two people is a disciple of Yin Yang Academy, and the other is a disciple of Dongxu Palace. Both of them have the same meridian.

The strength of the top experts in the world is extraordinary, far beyond the comparison of those who have just broken through.

"These two people are very capable, Xiao Jin, first kill the one with bare hands, and then deal with the one with a single sword. I have the ultimate level of sword power, at least I can restrain him to a certain extent!" Zhou Meng made a decision in his mind in an instant.

Bang, click, a heart-stopping sound was passed through the palace, a series of terrifying attacks intertwined and collided, and waves of astonishing power were undulating, turning clouds and seas upside down.

Seeing more than forty people killing each other, Zhou Meng felt a little cold in his heart. In this short moment, the entire palace turned into a hell, with blood spraying and flesh flying everywhere.

"Only when you are strong enough can you survive, instead of blindly giving in. In this case, you will be targeted no matter how you give in, so let's fight. Anyway, I have enough means. This battle is

Sharpening, a sharp knife must be sharpened continuously before it can have a sharp edge!" Zhou Meng's eyes gradually became calmer.

Hey, the two people beside him rushed forward in an instant, clashing fists and knives, using all their strength to fight for Zhou Meng's treasure, and now Zhou Meng was like a cow or sheep waiting to be slaughtered.

There was no trace of resistance in either of their eyes.

Lifting his feet and stepping on Xiao Jin's body, Zhou Meng held a single sword and locked his eyes tightly on the two people in front of him. The roaring sound was like thunder and lightning, which made Zhou Meng's ears numb and his head roaring, but his consciousness was stronger than

Sensitive, to the limit.

In the magnificent palace, blood and killing intertwined into a strange picture, which seemed to depict the greed and sneakiness deep in people's hearts and the fragility of life. After each strong man initially became greedy and initiated this battle,

, all seemed to have a hint of regret, but it was too late. What they were doing now was to survive and win this game.

"Go to hell!" shouted, with a roar, the disciple of Yin Yang Academy punched out, as if the punch divided Yin and Yang, moving left and right, two groups of power accompanied him, and the wind of the fist quickly rotated around his body.

With the body as the center, a large vortex began to rotate crazily.

"What a terrifying boxing technique. This man can actually punch out yin and yang. He seems to have extremely high talent." Zhou Meng sighed inwardly. As expected, none of the strong men who can cross the spiritual realm are ordinary.

Whoosh, the sword light burst out from the hands of the disciples of Dongxu Palace, like a dazzling star, rising high, with an unstoppable and invincible sword intent, to crush anyone who dared to stop it.

"Now, Xiaojin, charge!" Zhou Meng's eyes suddenly widened, and the Sky-destroying Golden Lion stepped down from him roared low, and the figure rushed up.

The shadow of the fist and the light of the sword were both like thunderous and unstoppable force. The two collided violently, a loud noise exploded directly, and a majestic force exploded directly in the center.

Phew, the golden light fluctuated and flashed directly behind the Yin Yang Academy disciple. Zhou Meng tiptoed, spread his wings like an eagle, and rushed down. The single sword in his hand suddenly turned over, and the sword light suddenly appeared.[

"Four positions of raising the knife, chop!"

Crash, the light of the sword suddenly fell down like a violent storm, the light of the sword filled the sky mixed with the chill that penetrated the heart and soul. The power of the middle-grade treasure was impossible to ignore. It was comparable to the power of ten dragons and elephants.

This is the power of the magic weapon.

"Roar!" The sky-destroying golden lion's figure flashed, and it arrived at the strong man's side in the blink of an eye. It opened its bloody mouth and took one bite. The sharp white teeth seemed to have enough power to crush everything, and its front paws shot out

, the entire space was hit with constant crackling and crackling sounds. The power of the Sky-Destroying Golden Lion alone could completely defeat a strong person with a single meridian. This is how terrifying the divine beast is.

The disciple of Yin Yang Academy was startled, and a chill crept into his heart, but it was too late. Thousands of sword lights mixed with four swords containing the aura of destruction hit his body directly, and a fishy smell climbed directly into his throat. Before he could say anything else,

When he came back to his senses, the strong man felt that his chest was smashed to pieces by a huge force, and he felt that his vitality was disappearing rapidly.

"No, it's impossible!" The strong man couldn't help but slowly retreated. His eyes were filled with panic. He looked down at his chest and saw a huge blood hole that had been shot by the Heaven-Destroying Golden Lion. He turned around,

Zhou Meng's figure has come to his side.

Whoosh, the light of the sword was like an illusion. When he raised the sword and dropped it, the head of the strong man rose into the sky, a column of blood rushed upward, and the corpse of the head slowly fell to the ground and died.

All this happened in just a moment. Zhou Meng used a strong sneak attack and succeeded directly, killing a strong man. Then he floated in the air, waving his Pluto wings and looking at the strong man in Dongxu Palace with cold eyes.

Xiao Jin also came to Zhou Meng's side, and there was a fierce light in his huge eyes that made people dare not look directly. This was the nature of the beast tribe, and its fierce performance just now made Dongxu Palace's powerful

The person was startled, and a cold air rushed from the soles of his feet to the sky.

"Take his treasure. If you want to fight with me, then just come!" Zhou Meng pointed at the corpse on the ground with the tip of his knife. The meaning of his words was very clear. The treasure of the dead strong man, he

No, give it to this person, but on the other hand, he must stop attacking Zhou Meng, otherwise, he will not stop until death!

The strong man looked at the look of absolute despair in Zhou Meng's eyes, and couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart. With a wave of one hand, he took away the Qiankun bag from the strong man from Yin Yang Academy, and then left unwillingly.

Zhou Meng took a deep breath. It would be best if he could not fight. He just succeeded in a sneak attack. If they were to fight head-on, even with Xiao Jin, they would not be able to kill the enemy so quickly. After all, these people are not fake.

Each of these powerful men has a great foundation.

Rumble, the battle is still going on, the gorgeous attacks are like gorgeous fireworks, only the moment they burst out is the most beautiful, but the price is taking away a living life.


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