Chapter 700 (2/2)

The battle here is undoubtedly fierce. It awakened countless viewers, and the world once again saw the powerful strength of the right arm of the five emperors, that is, monsters.

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Far from the battle center, the edge of the sky, the battle here is also frightening.

The ground was in a mess, a mountain peak was cut off, and a gully spread to the end, as if to cut the whole frozen sea.

Standing in the dust, he wiped away the tingling on his face. He narrowed his eyes, looked at the blood on his fingertips, and wiped out his chest.

”The sword of God · the rain of Xiliu, but so.”

Standing on the tip of a tree, the most powerful ghost king of the three gods, sigate saint, raised his hand and gave a ironic look at Xiliu.

There are many titles of Xiliu on the sea, such as big sword hero, sword God, sword hero of God and Tianjie. Different people use different titles, but these titles all show the strength of Xiliu.

Obviously, in the collision just now, Xiliu suffered a loss.

The opponent's ability is very strange, as if he could control everything. In the previous battle, he didn't notice for a moment and suffered a dark loss.

This made Xiliu vigilant. Is this what Kaku said about the fruit of mindfulness? Can you control everything with your own will?

”You deserve to be the most powerful ghost king among the three gods. You are qualified to let me chop you to death.”

The madman in his hand turned, and his eyes were cold and smiled.

”You are arrogant.” his face coagulated, and the ghost God King Scott Saint looked at Xiliu naked.

”The fruit of superhuman thinking is a little troublesome, but it is still within the scope of bearing.”

The terrible sword meaning began to tear around, and Xiliu began to change up and down.

In the field of sword · sword God mode, Xiliu began to put out all his strength. In front of the swordsman's intuition, any attack is rubbish. This is Xiliu's self-confidence.

The boundless sword idea formed a terrible wave and flooded all around. Countless things began to turn into a sharp weapon to guard Xiliu.

At this moment, hiliu is the master of the sword.

The great threat made the ghost King's scalp explode.

His eyes moved, and an invisible force turned into a sharp blade and shot at Xiliu's neck. This is the fruit of the ghost God's hand. Use your mind silently.

With the silent hand of the ghost king, Xiliu turned his head in a critical moment with the sword pupil formed by two small swords open. The terrible explosion behind him directly formed a hurricane and shook the corners of Xiliu's clothes.

Seeing that his attack was easily resolved, the ghost King dignified himself. You know, his attack is difficult to detect except those who have seen and heard excellent color, but it is easy to see each other's actions.

Is this the swordsman's intuition? More difficult than seeing and hearing color?

At the moment, Xiliu seems to have no feelings. He is the crazy devil. The crazy devil is him. One person and one sword are inseparable from each other, forming the unity of man and sword.

He raised his hand. The sword was sharp and puffed constantly. Xiliu pointed at the ghost king from a distance. With the naked eye, countless transparent long swords rushed to the ghost king in the sky.

However, with the continuous roar, these long swords stopped one meter away from the ghost King's body, as if they had encountered some resistance, making it difficult for them to enter inch by inch.

If you feel it carefully, you will find an invisible light curtain, which is blocking in front of the ghost king at this time.

However, at this moment, a pair of pupils that are not like human beings have appeared in front of the ghost God King. Even across the light curtain of mental power, the ghost God King also feels a sharp cutting force.

The sword Qi was vertical and horizontal. Xiliu's right hand was like a long sword and made a sharp stroke at the ghost king. In a moment, the atmosphere broke and the ghost King's face changed greatly on the spot.

The brain tingled, and a trace of blood overflowed from the ghost King's mouth. Without thinking about it, he soared up and directly distanced himself from Xiliu.

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