Chapter 392 Robbery, handing over the blood essence stone
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The words "Here they come!" expressed their helplessness.
To be able to make a genius like Bao Shen and Hentian say such words, he is naturally the most powerful person and the most powerful person in the world.
As these words fell, several powerful auras appeared in all directions, like bright stars, trying not to attract attention.
Each powerful aura was full of domineering force, and they were crushed over each other with a rumble.
That's right, truly unscrupulous crushing, no matter what is in front of you, crush everything, crushing with incomparable dominance.
The area where everyone was located suddenly became the center of crushing.
"Puff puff puff~~"
As soon as this momentum was crushed, the disciple of the Dynasty, whose strength was inferior to the first line, trembled inadvertently, and the blood streaks left on his mouth were directly injured by the opponent's crushing.
"Fang Nan, are you going too far?" The real energy around the god of violence stirred up, blocking the crushing momentum, "This is not your territory."
A giant came out of the void, with a young face and a height of two feet, but his height gave people a strong sense of oppression.
"God of violence, you are still so angry." Fang Nan laughed, "Ten years ago, you couldn't stop me from attacking. I wonder if you can stop me from attacking this time."
Wow~~
The void was suddenly split into two, and a golden hammer became so powerful that it made people feel endless danger.
The god of violence became angry. "I was not your opponent ten years ago. You will definitely be the loser ten years from now."
"Death hammer."
The same black hammer flew out and quickly collided with the golden hammer.
“Bang bang bang~~”
Every time the golden hammer collides with the black hammer, strong winds sweep across, and the overbearing power forms vortexes one after another.
"Bang~"
The golden hammer struck another fierce blow, and the black hammer shattered, bringing a golden light to hit the violent god. Real treasures gathered in front of the violent god, and with a cracking sound, the violent god flew out.
"I haven't seen you in ten years. Your strength is only so weak." Fang Nan took back the golden hammer, his eyes full of disdain, "I have been defeated, and I will be defeated even if I give you another ten years."
The strength of the violent god can enter the top fifty.
As a result, he was defeated so quickly in front of Fang Nan and was in a complete mess.
"No. I am not a defeated general." The violent god roared, full of unwillingness.
"Boom~"
The golden hammer flew out again and hit the violent god.
"My defeated general, I have dirty my hands by killing you." Fang Nan shook his head and stopped looking, "Get out of here."
Seeing the miserable state of the violent god, everyone held their breath and did not dare to speak out.
Fang Nan, a genius disciple of the Juling Sect, had reached the Great Perfection of Xuanzong. As soon as the opponent made a move, everyone knew that he was also a genius who had cultivated his power to the extreme.
The God of Thunder also used a hammer, but he was still no match for Fang Nan.
Top ten masters. Well-deserved reputation.
"Fang Nan, when did you become so kind-hearted?"
Another person flew out of the void, and there was a boundless aura of violence, like a huge beast, a huge human-eating beast, which shocked people's hearts. This ferocious Lord has also arrived.
"For such a defeated general, I will directly destroy his Dantian and become a waste." Wang Ji licked the corner of his mouth, "So, no defeated general dared to take action against me. They were all dead, hahaha~~"
Shocked!
Endless surprise!
The disciples of the Dynasty who were leaning near Wang Ji quietly chose to retreat.
"Bang~"
The man's head was blown open by a punch. Wang Ji appeared in front of him with blood splattered on his face, grinning ferociously, "Asshole, am I so scary? So, you deserve to die." After that, he licked the blood and said, "Fang Nan
, that defeated general, would you like to help you solve it?"
Fang Nan had a look of disgust on his face, "I won't bother you anymore, Brother Wang."
Those who originally wanted to move did not dare to move again.
This Wang Ji is a disciple of the Demon Slaughter Sect. When he was young, he suffered the revenge of exterminating the sect, and his character changed drastically. Among the younger generation, he is famous for his cruelty. A look, an action, a word... will all make him take action.
s reason.
Most people keep Wang Ji at a distance for fear of being punched to death.
"It's a pity. Let me blow his head off with one punch. The sound must be very nice." Wang Ji chuckled, squinting his eyes and looking at Bao Shen. The injured Bao Shen was frightened and his face was pale.
one slice.
"Wang Ji, your taste has become unique again."
Whoosh whoosh, several figures fell down.
Wang Ji's eyes were full of evil, "Hey, actually, what I want to do most is to break your necks and twist them into twists. Really, I have always thought so." After saying that, he licked the corner of his mouth again, very fond of it.
Blood.
"You want to break our necks, and we also want to kill you. You are ranked 65th on the list of villains. If I kill you, there will be countless people who want to whip you to death."
"Brother Jiang, why bother talking to such a rotten person? We will clean him up later." At this time, a woman in red said with a cold face.
Wang Ji smiled evilly again, "Jiang Wuxin, Du Mei, if you were a couple, you would definitely be a couple. Haha, I have killed countless people, but I have never killed a couple. It must be very enjoyable and interesting to kill."
"court death!"
Du Mei was dressed in red, her eyebrows were raised, and her chest was rising and falling violently.
"Junior sister Du Mei, why bother with this kind of person? We can't do it." Jiang Wuxin is a young man in white, "Let him live a little longer and then send him to hell."
Lin Fei had been watching, and the roar contained indeed the invincible pressure of the sword, which was used to stimulate the talented disciples of all walks of life.
In half a month, the weak ones were almost dead, and the rest were naturally masters, real masters.
"These people are powerful and powerful, and they can be used to stabilize my sword heart. I will use my invincible sword heart to face the heroes of the world." Lin Feimei smiled happily, "When my invincible sword heart becomes perfect, I will be a real swordsman."
This realization was only realized by Lin Fei after he realized the invincible sword heart.
A swordsman must have the heart of the sword, followed by the will of the sword.
The heart of the sword is the soul, so the intention of the sword is the soul.
The heart of the sword and the will of the sword together form the soul, truly becoming one.
Lin Fei had an urgent desire to fight with them, a desire to fight that he had never had before.
No matter what their origins or backgrounds are, at this time, they will become stepping stones under their feet and become invincible themselves.
"It seems that my roar has attracted all you masters." Lin Fei laughed and said, "Now I declare that everyone will hand over the blood essence stone, and those who resist will be killed without mercy."
Lin Fei felt that these words were very powerful.
It's just that the place where this word is used is not appropriate, it seems very abrupt.