A trembling sound penetrated his ears, and he saw that He Xiaotian's hands had condensed a pile of golden half-moon-shaped sword energy at some point.

Demonic Golden Sword!!

The id demon can use it, and He Xiaotian can naturally control it.

The only difference is that the sword energy condensed by the demon is not huge.

Previously, in order to gather leeks for harvest, I had been holding back.

Now that everyone has a clear mind, he no longer has any scruples.

The golden knife appeared, and the sharp aura filled the whole place, splitting the surrounding air.

There was a sudden sound of breaking through the air, and hundreds of strange people were charging towards the stands, and murderous intent could be heard from behind.

Don't wait for them to turn their heads or make a dodge gesture.

The whole person was split into two in an instant, and the flesh, blood, and essence in the body were swallowed up.

"Plop!"

The sound of falling came and went one after another, forming a continuous sound.

In the blink of an eye, half of the people were killed by the golden sword energy.

"Gudong!"

The flat-headed brother from the periphery swallowed his saliva and said with a trembling voice.

"Is it too late for me to quit now?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the eyes of thousands of Prajna disciples all focused on him.

The leader smiled slightly, patted his shoulder and said quietly.

"What do you think?"

"Haha, I'm just kidding!"

Brother Pingtou hurriedly changed his mind, He Xiaotian was indeed terrifying, and his murderous aura entered the realm of dog-slaughtering.

But the leader of Prajna is obviously more terrifying, after all, he is a strong man in the Three Flowers Realm.

If you really do it, squeezing him to death would be the same as crushing an ant.

It is sheer fantasy to want to get off the bus halfway at this time.

Even if you have to bite the bullet, you have to go!

"Everyone is ready. When he kills everyone, the defense will inevitably be lowered. At that time, everyone will take action and be sure to kill with one blow." The leader of Prajna no longer paid attention to the somewhat attentive Flathead Brother, but turned around and ordered his own

Congregants.

On the other side, the strangers who tried to attack the Sky-Hunting Demonic Golden Sword were all defeated by the sword.

This thing cuts through the Hunyuan realm like a hot knife cuts butter. Used to deal with people in the Air-eating realm, it is like an anti-aircraft cannon to kill mosquitoes, overkill and underutilized.

The person in charge of the platform and the advertisers were sitting on the railings, looking embarrassed.

Without him, before he and others could run out of the stands, He Xiaotian defeated everyone with three strikes, five divided by two.

This makes their behavior no different from that of clowns.

"call"

Roger finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the hundreds of people taken out from the gray world being wiped out.

As long as there are no major casualties, everything will be fine.

Zhang Cheng felt so resentful that the damn x repeatedly ruined his good deeds.

By the way, he glanced sideways at Roger, secretly cursing you good luck.

He Xiaotian looked at the balance of experience points in the upper left corner of his sight and took a deep breath to calm down his excitement.

He exchanged an eliminated martial arts for Lei Yang, the dog caretaker.

True value!!

"boom"

When he turned around to explore the Kuya Temple ahead, a master who covered the sky and sun suddenly jumped up behind him.

This group of people is different from the challengers who were brutally wiped out. Everyone in this group has practiced the orthodox techniques of Prajna Sect.

In other words, one person can beat ten people in this world.

As soon as he takes action, it is a killing move!

The power of the Five Elements burst out, turning into a sharp cone shape that went straight to the back and hit the heart.

"Boom!!"

Smoke and dust rose violently and immediately engulfed He Xiaotian's figure.

"The thief shall die!"

He Xiaotian shot out of the smoke and killed thousands of Prajna disciples in the air.

In the middle of the journey, the leader of Prajna appeared.

A huge gray palm was placed under the head.

Hundreds of thousands of people were suddenly shocked, and the crowd began to become chaotic.

Roger felt relieved and suddenly felt excited again.

Why does this old man seem more and more familiar the more I look at him?

Wait, a flash of inspiration flashed through my mind.

"The strong man who crossed the river of disaster and slapped the water monster to death!"

The four months he was away from the Magic City were uneventful, and he would have to clean up any mess after returning.
Chapter completed!