The dark and cold sharp arrows shot through the sky, like piercing the clouds and splitting the sky, carrying unparalleled murderous intent, as if they were going to pierce Chen Zong's head directly.
It's said that it's late and it's fast. The sharp arrow is as fast and fierce as the dark thunder, and it is unparalleled.
Eyes focused on Chen Zong, the cold arrow surprised them, it was faster and stronger than before.
Duan Lingkong and others also stared at Chen Zong. Faced with this sudden arrow, could Chen Zong block or avoid it?
Chen Zong had no intention of evading, and he seemed not to know that a cold arrow was coming through the air, and he seemed to have no time to react. In short, in an instant, the cold arrow crossed a thousand meters of void and shot towards Chen Zong's eyebrows.
Moved!
Chen Zong's left hand moved, and he slowly raised it, with a very relaxed and carefree look, as if he was brushing away a wisp of light dust from his hair. He flicked his finger lightly, turned into a sword finger, and pointed forward.
out.
Seems slow but actually fast!
All movements and trajectories are so clear that anyone can see them clearly, giving people a graceful feeling, as if they contain an indescribable mystery.
As soon as I pointed out, as if by coincidence, it came into contact with the terrifying arrow carrying the cold and dark murderous intent, collided, and made a bang sound. The dark arrow paused slightly, trembled for an instant, and then, as if it was bombarded by a giant hammer,
It began to crumble from the point of collision, shattering inch by inch, until it completely shattered and turned into a black mist that dissipated into the void.
Chen Zong also retracted his sword finger at the right time and dropped it naturally.
From raising the left arm, pointing out the sword to withdrawing and falling, all the movements were so natural and flowing. It seemed that the trajectory was clear, but it also gave people a feeling of being traceless.
Thousands of meters away, the eyes of the demon who shot this arrow shrank like needles, and he was shocked. This arrow was the arrow with which he gathered his strongest power. Not only did he not kill the opponent, he even injured him.
He has no qualifications, so he can be crushed by just one finger so easily.
What means?
This scene caused Mo Yehan's complexion to change slightly, his eyes to become solemn, and Mo Luogu's eyebrows to raise slightly, seeming a little surprised.
Chen Zong's gaze swept across a thousand meters and stared directly at the demon clan who shot the cold arrow. Immediately, he lifted up, stepped out, and fell down in one step.
Every movement is so clearly visible, but it also gives people a very strange feeling.
The moment that step fell, Chen Zong's figure immediately rushed forward, as fast as a wind, as elegant as a cloud, and as fast as a bolt of lightning.
quick!
Extremely fast!
Everyone felt that Chen Zong's figure became blurred in an instant, turned into one piece, and then turned into one, hundreds of meters in an instant, and then a thousand meters.
The demon's eyes suddenly shrank like needles, and he immediately opened his bow and shot another dark and cold arrow through the air, but this arrow failed to work and was directly shattered.
The sword light flashed, and that was the last scene in the demon's eyes. He felt as if he was flying high, spinning upside down, and that was his head, which was cut off directly.
"So fast!"
"What a terrifying speed!"
Everyone exclaimed in surprise.
From the moment Chen Zong raised his feet and then fell down, he burst out with an extremely astonishing speed. The speed was so fast that he could directly cross a thousand meters and kill the demon clan.
"Second one!" As the demon clan's body fell and its head rolled in mid-air, Chen Zong's voice also sounded, reaching everyone's ears like a gust of cold wind.
It made people tremble uncontrollably, and a chill emerged from the depths of their hearts for no apparent reason.
The demons are extremely angry.
"You bastard, go to hell." Mo Yehan was enraged and directly erupted with a terrifying aura. The aura surged like a tidal wave, impacting in all directions, as if it was going to turn everything around him into powder.
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There was a violent roar, and Mo Yehan burst out at an astonishing speed, more than twice as fast as when he defeated the four war demons before. Like a dark thunder, it cut through the sky and rushed towards Chen Zong in an instant.
One punch!
Mo Yehan raised his fist and swung it out suddenly.
The eighth punch of Ninefold Hegemony Fist!
As soon as he made a move, he used all his strength and showed no mercy. He punched Chen Zong to pieces and beat him to death.
A punch, carrying the terrifying power of thunder, struck directly, and darkness enveloped the area, as if it wanted to swallow everything.
Chen Zong's body was hit directly and exploded instantly.
However, Mo Yehan was not overjoyed at all. Instead, he frowned because the punch did not hit a physical entity. What it hit was just an afterimage. At the critical moment, the opponent avoided it.
Mo Yehan's reaction speed was extremely fast. He turned around immediately and punched out suddenly. He was worried that Chen Zong would appear behind him and take action.
But this punch failed again. From the corner of his eye, he saw a flash of sword light suddenly shining, but it was not killing him, but another demon clan.
It is certain that this human race has reached the fourth level of all things true power, while the other demon races are at the third level. Even if they have extremely high talents, the strength of this human race is still very terrifying.
Can't stop it!
It can't be stopped at all.
kill!
When the sword light flashed, the demon clan was also directly killed, and his head was severed with one sword. There was panic and a trace of confusion in the eyes of the rolling head.
Because Chen Zong's sword is too fast.
Avoiding his own attack, he killed another Demon Tribe, one of his two younger brothers who followed him. Demon Yehan exploded, exploded directly, with that kind of anger, just like the direct eruption of a ten thousand year volcano, the anger
Soaring to the sky, like breaking mountains.
With a sudden step of both feet, the ground suddenly shattered inch by inch. Mo Yehan seemed to be a little faster as he charged towards Chen Zong again.
The eighth punch!
The power of this punch seemed to be a little more powerful because of the anger.
However, this punch still failed, and what was shattered was only the afterimage left by Chen Zong. As for Chen Zong's true body, he did not fight back against Mo Yehan, but directly killed another demon clan, that is, Mo Yehan's
Another little brother.
The demon race was also shocked, and immediately burst out with all its power. The power was extremely tyrannical, even more powerful than the third level of the human race's All-Seeing True Skill.
But, it's still to no avail.
For Chen Zong, there is no difference at all.
A flash of sword light brings death.
Another sword cut off his head.
The fourth one!
From Chen Zong's appearance to now, four more demon clans have been killed by his sword. Four demon clans have been killed by his sword in succession. They are fierce, resolute and unparalleled in their sharpness.
Mo Yehan's face was extremely gloomy, as black as dark clouds, and in his dark eyes, there were wisps of scarlet murderous intent, which was so intense that it almost overflowed.
shameful!
hateful!
He actually killed his two younger brothers under his own pursuit. It was as if he was grabbing him by the collar and slapping him in the face crazily. Every slap was so loud.
"Chen Zong, I admire you so much." Lu Xiu also laughed endlessly.
The darkness in Duan Lingkong's eyes completely disappeared, and some were filled with excitement and joy. At this moment, he forgot about the pain in his body.
"As expected of Brother Chen, worthy of Brother Chen." Duan Lingkong couldn't speak, but he was roaring in his heart.
Killing four demons in a row, one with each sword. Such a feat was extremely powerful and was enough to shock everyone.
After all, this is a human race, which is evaluated as the most mediocre human race with no special racial talents. Moreover, it is a human race that comes from the void of the third sequence.
The combination of mediocrity and third-sequence void origins equals the lowest level. From the perspective of the first-sequence void life, it is the lowest life.
However, now a low-level life has killed four high-level beings in a row. What an astonishing counterattack, it is as shocking as an ant killing several elephants in a row.
If you don't see it with your own eyes, no one will believe it if you tell it. It's too fantasy.
"This low-level life is very interesting, and he is qualified to be my attendant." Wu Zi from the Ancient Beast Clan suddenly smiled. He is one of the top four in Dongying, and the first genius of this group of Ancient Beast Clan.
"Are you going to stop the Demon Clan?" asked the genius of the Ancient Orc Clan next to Wu Zi.
"No, let him suffer enough first," Wu Zi said with a nonchalant smile.
"You bastard, you damn low-level bastard." Mo Yehan's anger surged, each level getting stronger than the last, like the rising tide of the sea. His eyes became scarleter, and his anger accumulated to the extreme.
Immediately, when he heard the laughter of Wu Daoyuan and Lu Xiu, Mo Yehan suddenly turned his head and looked around. He flashed and appeared beside Wu Daoyuan at an alarming speed. He raised his foot and suddenly stepped down.
With a bang, Wu Daoyuan's head was crushed to pieces, and the kick was more than three inches embedded into the ground.
It was too fast and too sudden. Even with Chen Zong's ability, he had no time to react. Wu Daoyuan's head was crushed and died.
After crushing Wu Daoyuan's head, Mo Yehan dodged and appeared next to Lu Xiu. He raised one of his feet and hovered over Lu Xiu's head. However, he did not step down in a hurry. Instead, he looked at Chen Zong with terrifying red eyes.
To the extreme, an evil smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Zhazui, if you cut off one of your arms now, I will spare his life."
Lu Xiu's pupils shrank like needles, he wanted to dodge, but he couldn't avoid it.
"Chen Zong, avenge me." Although Lu Xiu was a little frightened, he did not lose his composure and instead shouted.
"Okay." Chen Zong gave Lu Xiu a positive answer. Although it was just one word, it was extremely firm.
"You bastards deserve to die." Mo Yehan didn't succeed and became even more furious. He directly dropped his foot and with a bang, Lu Xiu's head was crushed.
Just as he crushed Lu Xiu's head, Chen Zong also burst out with extreme speed, turned into a sword light, flew directly across the grass, and rushed towards Mo Yehan.
And this is what Mo Yehan wants.
"Zombie, your death day has come. I won't kill you so easily. I will put you in limbo." Mo Yehan's voice was full of astonishing malicious murderous intent. Just hearing it sent chills all over the body. It was extremely terrifying.
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Immediately, Mo Yehan summoned up all his strength, darkness enveloped him, thunder raged, straight through his arm, and he suddenly punched out.