Chapter 2097: Little yellow chicken was killed

Hey!
The strength of the Confucius is getting stronger and stronger, and the space for maintaining can no longer hold.
A muffled sound, a black crack appeared, Zhao Ya and other people squirted blood at the same time, and flew out.
All were injured.
Confucius was invincible at the same level. At this time, it broke through the shackles of the false gods and reached the peak of the world. They could not withstand it.
"Your strength, no way to purify, or give it to me!"
Shooting Zhao Ya and others, to get rid of their blockade, Confucius raised his hand and grabbed the past against the altar.
Zhang Hang can no longer hold back, the voice of the lectures in the mouth continues, while the Tongshang sword dances, the sword is scattered.
A huge fishing net appeared immediately in the sky, as if it formed a huge barrier that kept his palms out.
"Before you make a breakthrough, this trick may make me jealous, and now... do you think you can stop it?"
Cold and cold smile, Confucius's palm turned golden in a moment and continued to press down.
Hey!
There is a crack in the sword net.
Heart like dual screen, there Chien knot.
This move transcends the heavenly swordsmanship. Although it can be invincible, even the general gods may not be able to compete... the opposite is the Confucius!
Like him, this is the supernatural person who controls the heavens!
At this moment, it broke through the sorrow of the gods, and where it can be blocked.
Sting!
The sword net broke open a huge mouth.
The face was white, and Zhang hangs up and flies out. He flies for hundreds of meters to stabilize his body shape and a blood spurt out.
Under one stroke, I was seriously injured!
However, even if it is seriously injured, the voice of the lecture in the mouth is still intact. The following 100,000 true immortals are still listening to the content and are unaware.
"come on……"
Knowing the spirit of the gods is the key. As long as you get the hand, it means that you will be paid at the bottom of the pot, and you will break the back road. You want to kill and you want to scrape. The Confucius does not continue to attack, but gently grabs it.
Hula!
The black airflow on the altar immediately fell on his palm.
"Do not……"
At the same time, Yichen and Du Qingyi looked white and brushed their hands.
Hey! Hey!
Almost no tricks, eyes look at the past, the two felt that two forces came, people in the air, the same blood mad.
Their strength, although they are also pseudo-divine, but compared with Zhao Ya and others, far from being good, how can they block this.
"Haha, this thing falls into my hands again. I see how you break through. If you can't break it, just give me something, I can't kill you..."
Seeing the spirit of the gods, I completely cut off the other side's back road. Confucius laughed and looked at Zhang Hang again, full of indifference.
If the other party can't become a god, it will never be his opponent. If you want to deal with it, it will become very simple.
"Can't break through, do you think I can't kill you?"
Zhang Hang is not nervous, but his eyebrows are rising.
At the same time, a book suddenly appeared, straight down from the air, and smashed down to the hole teacher in front of him.
"The book of Heavenly Way? You really have it! Do you really think that I am not prepared..."
Seeing the growing books in the air, Confucius snorted and sneered, and the other palm slammed.
Hey!
A special force emerged from his body, as if the whole person had disappeared from space, disappeared from the world, and had no breath.
No power was sensed, and the book of Heaven in the air stopped immediately and could not find the target.
"He is a degenerate physique. At this moment, he is using the secret method and jumping out of the heavenly control... The book of Heaven is very strong, and the attack is not enough. It is also awkward..."
Zhang Hang immediately understood.
It is not that the book of Heaven does not give strength, but that the other party itself is a degenerate physique, coupled with early precautions, and its own breath, completely hidden outside the heavens...
Heaven can't monitor, how can it attack?
Therefore, the book of Heaven does not seem to be able to compete. In fact, to find defects, it can also be prepared to prevent it from functioning.
"But... do you think that you can escape my attack? You know, you may have this thing, but you still use it... I definitely have my own card!"
A faint smile, Zhang Hang did not panic.
Accompanied by his words, the flame above the altar was suddenly soaring, a sword mans, and a figure suddenly appeared.
Split!
He was hidden in the flame of the altar, and the pupil was suppressed by the book of Heaven and sneaked out.
Fight!
I was avoiding the crushing of the book of Heaven. I did not expect that the avatar would appear here. The Confucius was slightly inadvertent and was stabbed in the palm of his hand. The blood immediately flowed out.
However, the long sword also pierces the palm of his hand and can no longer enter the minute.
The body of the is too strong. Even if it is matched with the sword of the pseudo-god level, it uses the sword of the god, and it only pierces a little skin. Like the needle, it does not have much effect.
"Can hurt me, your plan is really good, but... do you think this hurts, will it affect a god?"
A fierce pressure, flying and split, Confucius turned his head, still with inviolable majesty.
The layout of the other party has been so long, and the avatar has never been used. He knows that there must be conspiracy.
However, all conspiracy will become useless under absolute strength.
Even if I stand in the field and let you attack, can you pierce me and hurt me?
In front of the gods, the false gods will not be much stronger than the ants!
"This injury, for the gods, is really nothing... But the spirit of the spirit in your hands may not think so..." Zhang hangs a smile.
When the Confucius teacher squatted, he hurriedly bowed his head, and then saw the black airflow caught by the palm, just in front of the wound, countless pure decaying gas, and kept spreading to him. The original wound was immediately rotten and exposed. The color of the cockroach.
"you……"
Shocked, the palm of the hand shook, the black airflow fell, and fell on the altar again, but still countless black gas, and constantly drilled into his body.
These black decaying qis are the spirit of the gods that are condensed together. Don't say false gods, even if the real gods meet, they can't drive away!
Powerless!
It’s okay to know that Zhang’s heavenly innocence is ineffective!
"hateful……"
The Confucius felt the power of the whole body, like the broken water of the river, leaking out, and the whole person was anxious and angry.
The normal decline of the air, the impact on his god, is not great, but these black airflow, it is terrible, even if he is, some can not bear.
Hey!
No more scruples, attacking Zhang Suhang.
Despite the injury, his power is unquestionable, and this time he has exhausted all his strength, and the heavens and the earth are like being torn.
Oh!
Just in his power, when he was about to drown Zhang, a small yellow chicken suddenly appeared, his mouth opened, and only a little, the Confucius was swallowed into the stomach.
Boom!
The belly keeps agitating, like a big bag.
"hold onto……"
Seeing the little yellow chicken really swallowed the other side, Zhang hung.
This guy could even swallow his stomach in the belly and devour his ability. It can be imagined, but... It’s only the peak of Xianjun, and the Confucius is the real god. Even if it is injured, the gap between the two sides is still too big. !
I only hope that it can last for a while, and I can teach more for a while, let 100,000 true immortals, truly achieve one heart!
The spirit of the gods given to him, because of the mixed decay, was absorbed by the Confucius, and the color was not so dark before, and turned into a dark yellow.
Although it has not been completely purified, it has been cleaned a lot. Before the flame on the altar turned golden, it could be removed. At this moment, I am afraid it is yellow and can be completed.
So... time is greatly shortened!
Can still take time.
The teacher’s words are still not stopped, and the air is stirring the special power of language.
The little yellow chicken has become a big body, and it keeps shaking. The belly will swell up for a while, and it will bulge over there. It seems that the Confucius is trying to break through from inside.
When the Xuanbei turtle in the original pseudo-world was only swallowed, it was dying, and there was no resistance. The other party was so long in the stomach that it could still move and even come out... This strength is called terror!
"Faster……"
Knowing the little yellow chicken, I can't digest it. Zhang is full of anxious look at the flames on the altar and the spirit of the gods.
As the course is more and more, the flame gradually changes to positive yellow. Under the burning of the gods, it seems that it has also changed. The black gas keeps flowing outward, and the dark yellow gradually turns into yellowish and light yellow. ......
"Soon……"
Seeing the color change, Zhang Sushang knows that the spirit of the gods in front of me will be thoroughly purified, and I can’t help but breathe a sigh of relief.
I am continuing to teach, and I am trying to finish it in the shortest possible time. The space in front is shaking.
Hula!
A sword slammed out, followed by the belly of the little yellow chicken, and was smashed in half. The Confucius was full of wolverines and appeared in front of everyone.
As soon as he appeared, he turned sharply, and the long sword of Confucius's palm was turned into a sword shadow, and quickly squatted on the body of the yellow chicken.
Oh! Oh!
The swordsmanship was vertical and horizontal, and the small yellow chicken's head was smashed down. The body was smashed into dozens of pieces and suspended in the air.
raging!
After doing this, I still didn't hate it. Confucius squirted a flame and smashed the minced meat of the little yellow chicken, and instantly burned it to ashes.
"Do not……"
As soon as the body swayed, the body was frozen and almost fell from the air.
Little yellow chicken... actually died!
Killed by the other side!
This little yellow chicken, following the famous teacher's mainland, followed him. It was just a gourd. Although it was greedy, it was not very reliable. However, it took a long time to get along. One person and one beast had long-lasting feelings. .
When I am in peacetime, I hide in my own Dantian, and I can’t live without it. I also let it play with a small temper...
I didn’t think of it... I was smashed into diced meat by the other side and burned to ashes!
This kind of situation, no need to think will also die.
Don't say a chicken, even if it is a avatar, you may not be able to survive.
"I'm going to kill you……"
Zhang Hanghong's eyes are red.