The battle between the Soul Organization and God is comprehensive, not single. They are fighting in all parts of the sky, but this time there are not many people who actually come into contact with the Soul Organization.
A horrific battle also took place in an unknown town. Terrifying explosions sounded everywhere. The fierce battle never stopped. The explosive energy that could almost destroy the entire city flooded the entire town.
If someone were here, they would be horrified to discover that modern professions can achieve this level. That wretched figure looks like a killer, not a modern professional weapons master.
There are a total of three members of the soul organization, and the strength of two of them is incomparable even to the level of the palace master. However, under such circumstances, they were suppressed for no other reason than one person.
The man called the God of Death
He comes and goes without a trace, with miraculous killing skills and weird stealth, but in fact he is not a thief, he is a swordsman
"Actually, I don't like killing." After using his sharp sword to get to know the members of the soul organization War Soul Hall, the God of Killing Beiming said indifferently. The reason why he was called the God of Killing was just because he was the King of Killers. In the era, he killed thousands of people in anger for his beauty. After that, there were shocking images of his single sword staining the world red on every battlefield, so his title was passed down.
But in fact, Bei Ming doesn't like killing. He is a quiet person, but because of many helplessness, he picked up the sharp blade in his hand and committed killing. But now the man who also took up the weapon to destroy this place is... is another,
"Focused Energy Destruction."
"Light focus."
"boom,."
The firepower of modern weapons clashed, and the splash of power almost destroyed the surrounding streets. However, just after the two of them clashed weapons at the same time, suddenly, the white shadow among them rushed at the fastest speed towards the person who was changing weapons in the distance. opponent,
When the dreamy silver pistol was pointed at his head: "You are too slow."
"Bang." There was a gunshot, the soul fire was extinguished instantly, and the elite troops of the War Soul Palace died in the hands of this man.
"Xiao Jiu, we're almost gone." Bei Ming's voice echoed in his ears. The man who had just shown his power was none other than Master Jiu, who was practicing with Bei Ming. Now he is no longer a merciful person. young man
"Master, wait for me." Master Jiu followed Bei Ming, leaving a cool background, but the moment they turned around, a cold voice suddenly sounded behind them,
"Do you want to leave now?" The two of them turned around warily, only to find that at the top of the town, which was full of ruins, a member of the Soul Organization seemed to have fallen from the sky, looking at them with a condescending expression.
The crisis has come again, reinforcements from the Soul Organization have arrived,
"bass."
The terrifying sword energy seems to be able to cut the atmosphere directly, but the sharp sword that can be restored at any time makes people unable to look directly at the horror. The powerful edge does not even dare to directly confront it.
"Dang-dang-dang."
The figure flashes, and a terrifying battle is unfolding in a forest. No, maybe it can't be called a forest anymore, because the forest that was originally lush and leafy has now been razed to the ground.
"Tiangang Thirty-six Sword Techniques."
"Sweep a Thousand Blades."
"Hey." Wherever the sword light passed, the sharp edge was revealed. These flowers, plants and trees were unable to withstand the powerful force. Under this monstrous sharp edge, a figure kept flashing, but if you look closely, his figure was like a flash of lightning. , actually dodged the terrifying edge when the slash fell,
In the cut forest, a burly swordsman stood quietly on the ground. He seemed to be integrated with nature. He closed his eyes and quietly enjoyed everything around him. His sword-like eyes suddenly opened. Eyes: "Are the so-called powerful soul organizations only capable of this?"
"Why fight if you are dodging? Have you seen the body lying on the ground? Or, you don't want revenge anymore." The tip of the sword fell to the ground, and a green shirt danced in the wind, with long flowing hair and clear water chestnuts. His cheeks, who is he if he is not the King of Swords?
At the cut of the chopped wooden stake, a man in tight black robes descended from the sky. He looked at the powerful man in front of him and couldn't help but show doubts: "I heard that the strongest person in your organization is only the God King. It seems , our intelligence is wrong, the Sword King’s sword shadow is floating in the air.”
The strong man of this soul organization is none other than Yan Yun, who is as powerful as the soul in the deep sea. He is a super strong man who possesses the power of divine punishment and controls the fire of heaven and earth. Facing such a terrifying existence is like a sharp sword unsheathed. The sword king didn't even dare to be careless at all.
The soul tissue corpses lying on the ground had gradually turned into a wisp of blue smoke and ascended to bliss forever. These so-called elites of the Soul Palace could not hold on for ten minutes under his hands.
"Is the God King the strongest? I won't deny Yi Ying's power, but I want to remind you that if you look down on others, you will pay a heavy price, Soul Organization." Jian Ying Piaoman's sharp gaze seemed to make people feel uncomfortable. Don't dare to look directly,
Yanyun was shocked when she saw the man's eyes. She glanced at the corpses of her companions and felt sad and angry: "I originally thought you would ask them for some news about us, but I didn't expect you to kill them so simply. You are not afraid of the God King. Punishment?"
"I'm not interested in news about the soul organization. All I want is to fight, a stronger fight, a stronger opponent, an opponent who can surpass the limit and surpass this sword." The Sword King cut his mouth and interrupted Yanyun's words, and he said to There is no interest in these fights at all. He is the sword, and the sword is him. In his eyes, only the strongest in his world can bear the title of Sword King.
Because he is the best swordsman in the world, and the shadow of his sword is everywhere,
"Madman." Even Yanyun couldn't help but curse inwardly. There would be such a madman in this world. He could feel that there was no deception in this man's eyes.
Jian Yingpiaoman grinned: "If you don't take action, I will fall for you. I hope you don't want to disappoint me like those ants."
"Sword Light. Blue Bird."
Waving the sharp sword in his hand, the terrifying slash formed a huge blue bird. The fierce blue bird rushed away, heading towards the smoke clouds.
Seeing that the Sword King took the initiative to attack, Yan Yun's solemn expression suddenly grinned: "Sword King, please let me see how powerful you are." After saying that, his whole body was filled with flashes of lightning,
