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Eight hundred and eleventh chapter the head of the eighth master

"Sword Eleven!"

Qin Feng won't spare others when he gains power.

Just outside the leisurely courtyard, the terrifying basic sword styles were displayed one by one.

Especially when the sword moves reach Sword Fourteen, the power of each move is nearly doubled.

Even the eighth master can only evade in embarrassment.

The battle has reached this level, which is beyond everyone's imagination.

One of the masters wanted to get rid of the powerful opponent in front of him, but before he could leave, he was hit back by a fist that stretched between heaven and earth.

The eighth master felt very aggrieved.

All his sanity was swallowed up.

"What a human race! What a sword emperor!"

The vicious voice of the Eighth Lord was like the whistling wind of the Nine Netherworld. The actual murderous aura made snow fall on the heaven and earth.

Suddenly, a deep evil thought burst out.

The world was suddenly shrouded in a cold, dark atmosphere.

That kind of cold aura shocked even many ancient gods.

The endless energy of sin is like a vast ocean, quickly condensing into terrifying chains in the void.

The endless energy of sin buried deep in the River Styx erupted. The end seemed to be coming at this moment.

This time the eighth master used forbidden methods.

Chains of Sin.

This is the supreme master of the ancient gods, who was refined together with the twelve demon masters in order to plot against the masters of the divine beast clan.

One can imagine how powerful it can be.

The eighth master is one of the masters of the ancient gods who participated in refining the Chain of Sin.

Now, although the Chain of Sin he displayed is just an imitation, it still contains endless power.

"Are you starting to fight now? Well, I will kill you right here!"

At this time, Qin Feng roared loudly, and all the power potential in his body had exploded.

The Nine Revolutions Xuan Gong is running crazily, and the purple divine light is constantly flashing.

Boom!

Qin Feng's body broke through a limit of power.

Unimaginable violent force surged.

His body began to grow rapidly in an instant.

Thousands of feet!

That is the limit of the fourth turn of the Nine Turns Xuan Gong.

At this time, it was not Qin Feng's limit.

In the blink of an eye, his body had reached three thousand feet.

Endless purple divine light fills the space between heaven and earth, manifesting the scene of purple energy traveling thirty thousand miles from the east.

In the endless purple halo, a purple-gold shadow was seen, standing between heaven and earth.

His body seemed to be covered in a haze, making it difficult to see clearly.

However, his aura was absolutely powerful, oppressing many people with their hair standing on end, their minds trembling, and even their bodies would explode.

"Sword Seventeen!"

This sword appears between heaven and earth.

The avenues of all heavens have become chaotic. Even the rules of time and space are trembling.

This sword shattered the world.

This sword shattered Hongmeng.

The sword passed by. Endless Hongmeng aura suddenly emerged, and the peerless edge filled the air.

This sword cuts through everything, and no matter what resists it, it will be destroyed in front of him.

The chains of sin have appeared! Like chickens and dogs.

The innate and supreme treasure Divine Spear appeared.

However, it is no exception and is broken.

This is the first supreme innate treasure to be broken in ancient times.

Everyone was in a state of confusion.

Is this still a human race?

How can he be so strong?

This is the thought that flashes through the minds of all warriors.

Afterwards, all the warriors of the Ancient God Clan were frightened and uneasy.

Even the terrifying companion spirit treasure of the Supreme Lord was shattered.

The bodies of warriors from the Ancient God Clan are naturally not as strong as the accompanying spiritual treasures.

What will be the result when you encounter this sword light?

Perhaps, not even a prick is left.

"impossible!"

The face of the eighth master changed drastically.

But whether he believes it or not,

The treasure of innate origin has been shattered.

The terrifying Sword Seventeen, filled with terrifying light, swept through the void, and appeared in front of him in his breath.

The eighth master was shocked.

But I will never be afraid.

who is he?

He is an ancient ruler of the gods!

The Lord is immortal!

Even if the sword moves in front of him were extremely terrifying, he would not be afraid.

There was only endless humiliation in his heart.

Human race!

What a human race, I want revenge!

I must take revenge.

"You can't kill me, but the human race will suffer my revenge because of your arrogance. But don't worry, I won't let them exterminate the race. Because I will continue to ravage them."

The Eighth Overlord roars.

The terrifying aura burst out the surrounding void, and the terrifying power of rules raged like the creation of the world.

"You may have made a mistake. I said that I will kill the eighth master here today, which means that you will never appear in front of the human race again and bring trouble to the world."

Qin Feng's voice was a bit cold and stern. His expression was extremely cold, and his eyes contained a biting coldness.

"Haha! I'm laughing so hard! You actually want to kill a master. Ridiculous! You're a frog in a well!"

The eighth master even wanted to laugh.

The human race in front of him actually wanted to kill him.

Facing an immortal master, saying such ridiculous words is simply ridiculous.

The eighth master laughed crazily.

It was just a feeling of palpitations, but it suddenly appeared.

In his mind, the fear and uneasiness he felt when he saw Qin Feng for the first time flashed through his mind.

At this moment, he screamed in his heart that it was impossible, he was absolutely immortal.

However, in the collapsed void, everything was destroyed.

Only that sword light was so bright, brighter than the sun.

It has become eternity and has become everything in the eyes of the eighth master.

Cut, cut, cut!

Crush everything that stands in your way.

This is the strongest swordsmanship of Master Yuding.

Click!

A bolt from the blue, endless thunder power was born in the void.

The scene of the end of the world suddenly appeared.

Not far away, the Eighth Lord looked at the towering body and felt a little confused.

"This body seems to be mine. My body is not moving, but I am constantly lowering. What's going on?

Could it be that this is my head?"

Head!

At this time, all the strong men in the whole world were filled with waves of coldness, and their whole bodies became stiff.

Snowflakes are falling one by one!

As the snowflakes fell, the endless sky was shrouded in a terrifying sea of ​​blood.

Snowflakes and blood form a sharp contrast, becoming eternity between heaven and earth.

Everyone looked at the shaking rules and the sliding head of the master, with only fear in their hearts.

"Impossible! The dominant master is the embodiment of rules. How can the rules be cut off? They can only be sealed,"

Not far away, the eyes of a dominator were shrouded in endless horror.


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