Chapter 652 (1/2)

If there are other warriors here, I'm afraid they will be stunned.

Xuantian even to nine kings, make the action of wiping the neck, the nine kings, three of them are still small king, the strength is incomparable.

Even the strong in Tianzhou, their eyes also showed a color of surprise, of course, more anger.

Even on the land of Tianzhou, the younger generation is as strong as the clouds and the genius is like rain. There is absolutely no talent of the younger generation. The cultivation of jiuzhong in Tianjie is so indifferent to the king.

The king, however, has been separated from the existence of the ordinary body, and the heaven level realm, called Wuzong, is the master of mortals, which is quite different from the king.

However, Xuantian obviously didn't pay attention to the nine kings

The nine kings had never been so despised in Tianzhou, and their eyes were suddenly fierce, and some even wanted to burst out fire.

”The frogs in the well do not know the breadth of heaven and earth. Newborn calves are not afraid of tigers. The more ignorant they are, the more fearless they are! Only a small place like Shenzhou can produce such arrogant people who don't know the height of heaven and earth! ” The fierce color in the eyes of the sword Qingqiu gradually faded into disdain.

Yin Feiyu's voice was icy and piercing, and he said, ”arrogant boy, you will know how to write the word of death!”

Zuo Zhiming's eyes were even more murderous. He said, ”this son of a bitch, let me kill you in the hell valley. How about that?”

Although his eyes are looking at Xuantian, he speaks to the two little kings, jianqingqiu and yinfeiyu.

Jian Qingqiu and Yin Feiyu looked at each other and nodded.

Although they all wanted to kill Xuantian, Xuantian was only a man and a warrior of nine levels. Even though they learned that Xuantian's fighting power was very adverse to the sky, even if they could kill a half step king, they still couldn't get into the eyes of these kings. They couldn't come up to attack Xuantian.

Since Zuo Zhiming has already started, he wants the king of Yinming Valley to kill Xuantian. Naturally, Jian Qingqiu and Yin Feiyu will not fight. What they care about is the ownership of chaos holy tripod after killing Xuantian, not who will kill Xuantian.

Zuo Zhiming's eyes looked at a king who was about 40 years old beside him and pointed to Xuantian: ”Peng Yishui, cut this bastard.”

”Yes, King Ming!” Peng Yishui nodded and looked at Xuantian, full of killing intention.

”I don't know what it's like to live like death. I don't know. I'll let you have a try. What's it like to be alive than to die?”

Peng Yi cools water and laughs, stepping into the sky.

Chaos holy tripod can imprison the void and can't move in an instant. Jian Renji and other escaping people already know that chaos holy tripod has this effect. Therefore, Peng Yishui did not come in a flash.

However, even if he did not blink, the king's speed was extremely fast. He stepped out of the sky, and in an instant he crossed more than a thousand meters in the void, and in a few steps he reached a kilometer away from the dark sky.

As he walked, Peng Yishui began to print with his hands. The endless black gas came out of his body and turned to the four directions. In an instant, Peng Yishui's figure disappeared, leaving only a cloud of rolling black clouds, rushing towards the dark sky.

The black cloud grew bigger and bigger, with a radius of hundreds of feet. Among the rolling black clouds, a huge evil spirit over 100 Zhang in height came out.

Xuantian had seen the image of the evil ghost king, which was called out by Zhou dingxu when he displayed the ghost King seal. However, when displayed on Peng Yi's sailor, the evil ghost king was completely an entity. It seemed that there was an evil ghost king who came to the world from hell.

The evil ghost King stepped forward in the dark clouds, setting off boundless waves and imposing power on the sky. The dark clouds covered the earth, making the square kilometer dark.

Whoo!

All of a sudden, the evil ghost king in the dark clouds, a palm to the sky, a black gas condensation of huge palm print, from the sky.

It's the high-level King's martial arts - Ghost seal.

The ghost King's seal is more than a hundred feet long, covering the sky and the sun. It has a powerful and profound meaning of death. It is extremely powerful and terrifying.

The other two kings in Yinming valley were smiling. They knew how terrible the ghost King's seal was. Under the king, they would die.

The king of Jianjia and yinluozong didn't feel any suspense about the death of Xuantian with this palm. The eyes of Jian Qingqiu and Yin Feiyu glanced at the chaotic holy tripod not far away from Xuantian. According to their agreement, as long as Xuantian died, they would start to seize the tripod by their own means.

”I don't know the height of heaven and earth. I'm going to beat you to pieces with one hand. Go to death!” Peng Yishui's voice, disdain from that rolling black clouds spread out.

However, at the moment, Xuantian's mouth, but spit out four words: ”dead - it's you!”

With the words, Xuantian's body immediately bloomed with golden light, and the great Vajra magic power was operated. His arms also instantly turned into pure gold, which could not extinguish the golden body and run at the same time.

At the same time, Xuantian opened a vertical eye in the middle of his forehead, and his sword flashed in his body. Countless spirit swords with electric light and red flame rushed out in an instant, forming a sword array of ten thousand swords to kill the king.