C959 (1/2)

Under the sword of Chu Kong, the surrounding space was compressed and distorted sharply. This blow, let alone breaking the void, could not kill even if it was the ninth small realm of Hunyuan battle.

What's more terrible is that in that space, the sword roars, locking doutian from all directions, trying to escape but not being able to.

”It's over. Although you're a genius, it's only useful when you grow up. Even the ninth small realm of Hunyuan battle is bound to die.” Chu Kong slowly converges his breath. If doutian can survive with this sword, he can't kill doutian today.

Chu Kong glanced at the sword, turned around and was ready to leave. In his opinion, a dead man didn't need to waste too much of his time.

At the moment when he turned around, Chu Kong caught a glimpse of him, which made him take a cool breath.

In the sea of sword Qi, Dou Tian was avoiding the attack of sword Qi with strange steps. His body seemed to be boneless. Those sword Qi who were close to him avoided him strangely.

”What's the pace?” Chu Kong is silly, looking at Dou Tian's action, he is all frightened. He is imagining that Dou Tian will be hanged by sword.

However, to his disappointment, doutian is still at ease.

The most important thing is that Dou Tian still has his eyes closed. Is that ignoring himself?

”Damn, is this boy a monster?” Chu Kong couldn't see that doutian was comprehending a new body skill. If it made him succeed, who would be his opponent in the holy land of Hunyuan war?

No, we have to kill him!

Chu Kong cut out two swords one after another. The Qi of the sword became more and more dense. From the outside, a huge sword balloon enveloped doutian, which was completely submerged.

”I'll see how you die this time!” Chu Kong said with a grim smile.

The chopping sword cuts off the five senses, and doutian can't sense the surroundings at all. If it wasn't for the ghost of the hell, he would have died long ago, and it would not have been possible to survive until now.

But Chu Kong didn't want to leave. He had to see Dou Tian die before he could rest assured.

”The rhythm of the sword!”

All of a sudden, a blast came out of the sword balloon, and Chu Kong's eyes glared, revealing an incredible color.

At the next moment, what surprised him even more was that the sword Qi suddenly shot in all directions. The speed was extremely fast, and soon enveloped him in it.

Is this going to die with him?

Poof!

Before waiting for him to think about it, he suddenly saw a figure flash, yes, just flash in his pupil, the next moment when the shadow appeared, a cool chill fell into his soul sea.

Chu Kong stares at his chest in horror, and suddenly finds that a bloody sword is devouring his soul power and blood crazily.

He wanted to resist, but found that there was no resistance at all.

Then he raised his eyes and looked forward. He just saw a face of evil smile. Who else could there be except doutian?

However, behind doutian, a pair of huge blood colored bone wings appeared. They looked fierce and fierce, just like two peerless heavenly swords, showing an endless sharpness.

”A merciless blow!”

Doutian whispered, and the smile on his face solidified instantly. His eyes were very dark, as deep as the starry sky.

”Xiu, Shura wing!” Chu Kong hard to spit out a word, pupil constantly trembling, full of panic color, he finally know why doutian can kill him.