This man bowed his body and approached quickly. Because he looked similar to the previous killing of the blood man, he didn't care about the seven swords. And I realized it and was not careful.

When Lin Qiming was severely injured and fell to the distance, we realized that this man was wearing a golden silk robe and a crown on his head.

Dong Zhongming was closest to where Lin Qiming fell, so he reached out to hug his brother, but he never thought that the power was very great. He hugged Lin Qiming, but he took himself to the ground and rolled on the ground several times.

Bu Yu and Lin Qiming had the best relationship. When he saw his brother being injured, his eyes turned red immediately. He pulled out his long sword and stabbed at the man.

I grabbed his arm and stopped him and said, "Don't go forward, this person is the real master!"

The man was waiting for my personnel to hurt me, but I didn't expect to stop him and snorted coldly: "You are a guy with a good idea, but why did you come so bravely and steal my divine stone with the bald donkey?"

When the rest of the members of the Seven Swords heard me, they immediately helped Lin Qiming and Dong Zhongming stand up, then surrounded me and confronted the man.

I squinted my eyes and looked at the Amo King in front of me carefully.

Although dozens of identical guys died at the hands of me and Seven Swords. However, when the Lord of the Mormon Cult stood in front of me, I could still feel the heart-pounding power when I first saw him.

This is the hostility developed by controlling life and death for a hundred years, and it is also the power of the king that governs this large territory.

It is rumored that King Amo spent most of his time traveling in various secret realms in Charenbacuo. He must have seen countless dangers. Such guys are far from comparable to those things that are covered by black evil spirits.

If I had met this guy before, even if I hadn't Makhuraga, I'm afraid I would not be his opponent.

There are more or less some qi pulling among experts.

After my master achieved great success, he rarely fought with fellow practitioners, but he was able to judge the outcome. He also asserted that if he had the best chance in the world, the most likely one would probably be Wang Hongqi, the religious bureau guarding the capital.

That's the truth.

At this moment, facing this Mormon controller, I didn’t have much fear.

Unlike ordinary people, as far as masters are concerned, confidence is also a kind of strength.

I looked at it for a while, but King Amo glared at me and couldn't help but smile: "You scolded Maitreya like this, but I don't know if you scolded yourself?"

Maitreya is a bald donkey, but King Amo is also a little novice monk. Although he has been in the blood pool for more than half a century, he looks like a young man in his thirties. For some reason, his hair has never been preserved anymore. He is naked, and it complements Maitreya.

Seeing me so relaxed, King Amo's face suddenly became serious. He looked around and said coldly: "Did you kill Miluo Red Top?"

I said calmly: "Yes."

"Ye, what a big courage!"

King Amo roared like a thunder. When everyone in the field heard it, they suddenly felt their ears roaring. Zhu Xueting and Dong Zhongming, who had a slightly inferior cultivation among the seven swords, all their faces turned pale.

What a fierce man!

I raised my brows and said coldly: "You are so brave! You live in a room, in this place where birds do not shit, and be your mountain king, but you just sneak up and pretend to be a ghost and do evil. We sent people to investigate, and we harmed our people. We also preached to the few young masters in our family, saying that they would return to the surface with the gods of Lao Shizi to rule the world - do you know how many people there are on the earth? Six or seven billion, one person can flood you with shit. You are the thing that is watching the sky in a well..."

I scolded and made the guy saliva look on his face. The other party suddenly became angry and shouted with a strong hatred: "If my divine stone had not been stolen, how could I be so single and weak? Bah, why should I waste my mouth and tongue with you? Let's die!"

But I was so angry that King Amo was also extremely angry. He raised his hands and a dazzling light like a storm came towards me.

I had been on guard, and I came to block the sword, but I felt a huge force suddenly attacking the sword surface.

With just one moment, I felt my arms numb.

King Amo must have had a battle with Maitreya before, but he was still so fierce at this moment. I was a little scared. I shouted and took off the seven swords and looked at it. I saw a rotating stone bead that was spinning continuously on the sword spine, making a buzzing sound.

I weighed it and then I realized that the stone bead was magnetic, polished and rounded, and there were holes inside, so there was a sound of whistling ghosts.

I don’t know what methods this thing has been used, it is very heavy, but it weighs ten kilograms.

I took a look here and saw that King Amo used his old trick again, and two more rays of light shot out. I blocked them one by one, but I felt a strong wind coming. Thinking that this guy is really a powerful character and his methods are cruel, but he is also dissatisfied in his heart. He smiled coldly and slashed his sword.

King Amo had seen me before. At that time, I fell from the top of the waterfall, and my skills were completely destroyed. I was tortured by the Miluo Red Top to be unhealthy and like a dead dog. How could he look down on me?

He just saw me pick up three magnetic beads, but he was just surprised. When he saw me slashing my sword, he wanted to catch the blade with his bare hands.

However, he didn't know that my sword was sharper than the countless attacks he had seen in his life. The sword force was right, and it was just now that he felt something was wrong. Fortunately, it was powerful enough. After a while of dodging, he barely eliminated my lingering sword force.

I got the benefits of the inner demon Chiyou, but I didn't know the limit. At this moment, someone was willing to help me feed me, but I was very happy. I raised my sword and stretched out all kinds of methods together, and vowed to divide my life and death with him.

I was not in a hurry, but King Amo changed color repeatedly. I don’t know why a guy who was like a dead dog was so fierce at this moment.

I am a matchmaker and want to exert the power of the new demon body, so I am not in a hurry to fight. I have a lot of fun fighting with King Amo, while King Amo is getting more and more frightened. When I arrived at the back, thrilling places happened frequently, and I had to suppress my anxious temperament and fight with me.

The two sides fought for dozens of rounds, but King Amo, who had become a demon for half a century, was very powerful, but he couldn't do anything to me and could only gain a slight advantage.

But I didn't mind that the magic sword in my hand was scattered and became more and more brave as I fought. After fighting, it was in line with the magic sword, which made me feel like a human sword was integrated.

This refreshing fight made my blood boil, and suddenly my heroic spirit suddenly came to my mouth with a long roar.

ah……

This sound soared into the sky, countless birds in the forest flew up one after another, and countless insects escaped. The great power suddenly emerged. The three abyss techniques were condensed to the extreme by me in combination with the demon body. The bones in my body crackled, as if they suddenly became several points higher.

King Amo couldn't help but look somber when he saw me like this. He twitched his hand towards the darkness behind him, but he took out a dark magic knife.

The blade body is dull, but there are many fat heads and big ears carved on it in ancient ways.

At this moment, several people came from the ruins, and one of them shouted far away to King Amo: "Master of the sect, Zhuoma said that this person accounts for at least half of the benefits of the five-colored sky-repairing stone. If he can capture him and practice, he may be able to communicate with the gods again..."

King Amo's eyes were originally dull, but when he heard this, he suddenly lit up. He suddenly felt proud and roared: "Since that's the case, then use my God-given Vajra Knife to take you down!"

After saying this, he suddenly slashed down with a knife.

This sword was simple, just a means of slashing Huashan Mountain. However, from top to bottom, the momentum of collapse of the sky was swelling. An extremely strong aura erupted from the blade.

This aura is the same lineage as the previous huge black hand, filled with the corrosive aura of death and destruction.

fierce!

It is really extremely evil, but facing such momentum, I not only did not weaken my momentum, but instead felt that the boiling blood ignited me, raised my sword and laughed loudly: "Hahaha, God, you are all fucking God, but I just want to be a man who kills God. Come, I will take your sword."

After blurred eyes and ears, the spirit is simple and bright.

Simple, swing a sword to block it.

clang!

With a loud bang, the land under my feet suddenly cracked countless times, and the spider-web-like cracks were two or three inches wide. However, I, who was bearing such a huge force, did not bend my waist halfway, but reclaimed the force slightly and bounced away immediately.

Buzz!

In the Blood-Drinking Light Sword, thousands of pores sounded together, but all kinds of auras were sprayed out. The dragon aura was grand and the murderous aura was fierce. The origin changed. Suddenly, it condensed into a gyro and collided backwards.

King Amo couldn't get the one strike and waited for it again, but I suddenly fought back and immediately lost the steps and turned around to attack, but I took it back.

If it were the past, he might have been able to use the power of the sky to disperse my body. However, at this moment, I was one with Xingyi, and the human sword was one. The Blood-Drinking Cold Light Sword and my solidification magic skill were also like a tiger.

The two sides fought hard, but they used their own unique skills.

King Amo's methods are changeable, sometimes the soul-moving step, sometimes the Tianluo Pearl, sometimes the Demon Yue Tai, sometimes the Sky Thunder, which makes people dazzled, and sighed that he is worthy of being the ancestor of a sect and his achievements in the sky.

But I was not afraid and forced myself to hold on until he was unable to get enough strength and was in short supply of energy, and then threw the sword and shouted loudly: "Even if the dead man is fragrant, I am not ashamed of the heroes in the world. Who can write to you? The White-headed Taixuan Sutra!"

At this moment, there is no good wine to drink, only this sensual poem by Mr. Qinglian can be fun.

My poetry is so exciting that I have no culture. Only by yelling out this song "The Legend of the Knights" can I be so heroic. After reading the twenty-word, King Amo's great head soared into the air.
Chapter completed!