Chapter 1074: Top magic

"Golden golden light, Xianling heavy yuan and. Always on the 12th floor, swimming in heaven."
Xiao Fei meditation in the heart of the "Current Mantra", and instantly eliminated the murderous.
"Where are you sacred, actually dare to yell in the sky above my blood city." Blood City, the main official, unparalleled, red, and singularly, said. From the fact that Xiao Fei broke his murderousness, he saw it. Xiao Fei’s mana was not weak. Even if it is not the top of the high heavens, it will definitely not be a nameless generation.
However, his mind was slightly contemplative, and he couldn’t think of who Xiao Fei was.
"My name, you still don't deserve to ask." Xiao Fei said coldly. "I will give you two roads now. One is to surrender at my feet to listen to me, and the other is to fall into my hands."
"Ha ha ha ha..." Yan Honglang laughed at the sky. "I have never had any since I was in charge of the blood city of Huang Quanguo for three thousand years. The devil speaks with me in this tone. You are the first!" Stopped With a smirk, the eyes made a terrible light. "Even when I was in the world, I have never encountered someone who is as arrogant as you are. At that time, I was the first swordsman in the world, the world is invincible, people are blocking murder, God is blocking Kill God!"
"Sounds, you seem to be very strong." Xiao Fei said.
"No matter whether it is human or Huang Quanguo, I have never encountered a real enemy. Even if I took the position to dominate that Meiji, it is only because she is an ancient god, she is lucky to win me a half-style. As for Huang Quanguo's other Devil head, even more than words." Yan Honglang looked up at the sky in the underworld, his eyes showed a lonely look, "So all the time, I am very lonely, very lonely. Because under the heavens, I have not found Going to the enemy."
It is a kind of loneliness without loneliness, and loneliness, the feeling of being alone and seeking defeat. Perhaps Huang Quanguo and Gao Tianyuan still have his gods and demons, but it is only because these gods and devils have been practicing for too long, and the gap between them is too great. If it is in the same realm, he is not afraid of anyone.
"Just a moment, you broke my murderousness in an instant. I felt a fighting momentum from your body. And you dare to say such a big talk, I hope you will not let me down!" Shi Wushuang 斩红郎 said .
Seeing his eyes, Xiao Fei knows the power of this devil. Mind: "It seems that he is also the kind of practitioner who has the will to fight? In the invincible world, after cultivation, it is also the strongest in the same realm. He is the kind of person who will fight, as if he was born. The existence of the battle."
And his kind of loneliness without opponents, Xiao Fei also feels the same. After he went down from the Lingjue Temple, he was ‘from the bottom of the mountain to the invincible’. All along, I want to find a real strong, a happy battle. But many times, he is disappointed, and those enemies can't take him.
He is the same person as Xiao Fei.
"I can see that your cultivation is not bad." Xiao Fei said, "I have always wanted to find a strong war, I hope you will not let me down."
"The first three words in my name are called Shishuang, unparalleled, that is, the meaning of no match." Shi Wushuang said, "If you wait for the defeat, it will make me cool." Maybe I won't kill you, I will make friends with you. Let you be my eternal enemy."
It sounds like he still wants to cherish Xiao Fei, let Xiao Fei be his eternal enemy. People like him, respect their enemies, and respect their friends. Friends, on the surface and you are polite, but many times will slap you in the back. And the enemy will never use insidious means.
"I want to be friends with me. To be honest, you are not qualified enough." Xiao Fei said coldly. "And, I will never be friends with Fusang practitioners."
Yan Honglang listened, and his eyes wrinkled into a seam. The terrible murderousness is like a needle. This expression represents his real anger: "You, too arrogant. Manic, people want to stay where you will not stay." "唰", a red knife appeared in him Hands.
The knife kills more people!
"I am not arrogant, but tell the truth." Xiao Fei said, "Because I am your Fusang country, the gods of the gods, the ancestors of Huangquan magic." Xiao Fei, is a descendant of Taozu. Daozu is the ancestor of the world. A lot of Taoism in Fusang is learned from China.
"It’s useless to say big words on the mouth, see the real chapter under the hand!" Wushuang Honglang slammed coldly, no longer talking nonsense with Xiao Fei. A slap in the face, I fell to Xiao Fei.
His big knife was close to two meters, and all of them were terrible blood red. Above the blade, there seems to be blood dripping. In the Amakusa period of Fuso, he danced a big knife and ravaged people who could not resist. Watching them in a painful swaying posture, let the knife eat blood. He is the man named "Ghost", the world's first swordsman. Endless killing, making the heavens and the earth discolored, ghosts crying. There are countless people under the horrible knife, and the blood flows into the river.
This knife has a loud name, red steel resentment pill.
The red steel resentment pill, which is full of blood, can be said to be the top Huangquan magic weapon, a veritable mass grave.
Bang!
A pair of red knife knives, instantly piercing the sky above Huang Quanguo, quickly slammed down to Xiao Fei. Among the dozens of knives, there is a pure killing and morality. This kind of killing and morality is undoubtedly the most terrifying and terrible kind between heaven and earth. Life is born and there is death, life and death are heavens.
The world dominates the life, and the underworld dominates the dead.
And killing is the way to bring life to death.
Over the entire blood city, with the appearance of the knife, the wind and cloud changed. The sky in the underworld is originally a dark dim, but now it is discolored because of his knife.
The ghosts and ghosts of the following city owners will meet and flee. If they are within the scope of the knife, and they are touched by a little bit of slaying, they will be smashed and the skeleton will be broken into white bones.
"His knife is really strong, it is worthy of the practitioners who have the will to fight!" For a moment, Xiao Fei felt the terrible killing and morality in the knife. This morality is intangible and inferior and does not fall within the scope of the Fa-rectification. And in addition to morality, the power of his knife is also very majestic.
The muscles of the muscles!
As soon as he was swayed, he escaped the attack range of the knife. In the face of his knife, Xiao Fei did not use copper and iron to compete. Because his bronze skin is only a small perfection, he is not sure to block it. The scent of the celestial celestial celestial beings can be used to block the pure killing of morality, but the realm of his copper and iron bones is not.