Chapter 308

"Kill the Qianmo, dare to come out to fight!"

The voice of words containing the power of spirit echoed in the demon world.

"Who dares to break into the devil's world and speak frankly about the name of the saint!"

Killing the Qianmo didn't appear, but a man in the demon world flew out in an instant and came straight to Chen Xiaoming. In his hand, a bloody axe glittered with a chilling light. The light was flowing, but it was powerful.

"Die!"

With an axe, the blood red axe awn pierced the sky, gathered its prestige, shook the earth under his feet, and the breath locked Chen Xiaoming.

"Hum."

With a cold drink, Chen Xiaoming only took a look, and then pointed out that a white streamer flew away, directly opened the axe, and the remaining power did not reduce the man's body.

"Click......"

The axe awn was broken, and the man in the demon world was shocked. He looked down at his chest and had been pierced. Then his breath dissipated, his vitality disappeared and fell down.

In the demon world, many people who were attracted by words were stunned.

Kill a flying immortal with one blow. The cultivation of the person in front of you is definitely above the real person!

The seven murderers thought so, but no one dared to go on.

"Hum, is it too arrogant for me to kill people in the demon world?"

Just when everyone was silent, a figure flew from a distance and stared at Chen Xiaoming. There was a bit of displeasure in his words.

"See Dharma protector Shan!"

The seven kill sect members who were silent before said respectfully in unison.

"What's the use of a group of timid waste?"

Anger flashed in his eyes. With a wave of his hand, a black airflow swept directly under him.

The airflow swept by, even if someone wanted to escape, it was useless. It was turned into fly ash under the airflow.

Kill a few people at will. The man doesn't care. It's useless for cowards who dare not fight even when the enemy enters the demon world.

"Shan Chunqiu, really cruel!"

Looking at the cruel character who didn't even blink at killing his own people, Chen Xiaoming looked more.

It's not because of strength, but because the people in front of us are rare and sincere.

Always loyal to kill Qianmo. When he dies, he will continue to be loyal to Hua qiangu because of his deathbed trust.

Such a heartfelt person is much better than those hypocrites.

What a pity to kill!

"Who is your excellency? I don't remember the existence of your excellency among famous and decent sects."

Shan Chunqiu looked at Chen Xiaoming with his eyes. He was alert and was not surprised.

The other party's accomplishments can't be seen. Is the other party's accomplishments still above himself?

Impossible, there are only five immortals in the world. When there is one more immortals, he won't know?

"Ha ha, famous and decent. I'm not them."

He laughed. Chen Xiaoming looked down on this famous and decent person. It's not as real as the devil's world.

"However, if you want to know my taboo, it depends on whether you are qualified!"

As soon as the conversation turned, Chen Xiaoming's smile converged, his eyes gradually became sharp, stared at Shan Chunqiu, and moved directly the next second.

"Whew."

The flash of light turned Chen Xiaoming's figure into a rainbow light and went straight to Shan Chunqiu. On the right fist, the immortal Qi condensed and flashed the disturbing energy fluctuation.

"So fast!"

Just a flower in front of him, the shadow of the fist appeared in front of Shan Chunqiu. He just exclaimed in his mind. His arms were raised, and the black air flow around him was surging in front of him.

"Bang!"

It was as if he had been hit by a huge mountain. The majestic power was transmitted from his arms and shook his internal organs. Shan Chunqiu's blood surged and his face became ruddy in an instant.

The pace of the foot continued to retreat, and the black air flow wrapped around the body. The breath increased to the maximum and tried to resist it.

"Poof!"

Blood spewed out of his mouth. Shan Chunqiu was frightened in his eyes, but he clenched his teeth, burst his breath, clenched his fist with his right hand, didn't retreat but entered, and blew it out.

"Boom!"

The terrible energy erupted at the center of the collision, and the shock wave spread around. On the ground, it was ravaged by the shock wave and cracked one crack after another.

When Shan Chunqiu punched, the blood vessels of his arm burst and his blood was blurred.

The body retreated a few steps, and the black airflow around the body dissipated for a few minutes.

However, in this desperate way, Chen Xiaoming's fist shadow was successfully dispersed, the light dissipated and fell into the air.

"That won't work?"

Shan Chunqiu gasped, and the black airflow was slowly healing the injury in his arm, but Chen Xiaoming's figure came slowly step by step.

"Alas, it seems that the seven murders are nothing more than that."

Wei Ran sighed. Chen Xiaoming shook his head with disappointment.

"You..."

Burning with anger, Shan Chunqiu was preparing to fight with Chen Xiaoming. He saw a force on his shoulder and his body involuntarily retreated towards the rear.

"That's enough. Isn't it humiliating enough?"

The sound of angry drinking was a bit feminine. When Shan Chunqiu heard the sound, he immediately respected it.

Raised his head and looked in front of him, he saw a flash of rainbow light, and a figure dressed in gorgeous clothes stood in front of him.

"I've seen the emperor!"

Shan Chunqiu endured the injury in his body and saluted respectfully.

"My subordinates are incompetent and failed to, kekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekeke

"Well, step back."

With a wave of his hand, Shan Chunqiu was directly dragged by a breeze and retreated to the distance.

The figure turned slowly. In the fox's beautiful eyes, with a little anger, he looked at Chen Xiaoming carefully. A beautiful face that has lost color in the world is full of strange temptation.

"You're looking for me!"

When the figure looks at Chen Xiaoming, Chen Xiaoming is also looking at the person in front of him. If he doesn't know that the other party is a man, he won't believe killing Chen Xiaoming.

Such enchanting and colorful, much stronger than ordinary women, how can it be a man!

He shook his head. The scene in front of him made Chen Xiaoming believe a word from his previous life.

When men are coquettish, there is nothing wrong with women at all!

"Huh?"

He has always been very conceited about his face. Even if Baizi painting sees himself, he can't ignore his face. Unexpectedly, Chen Xiaoming ignores himself.

"Hum, since you have entered my demon world, you'd better stay."

New enemies and old accounts are calculated together. Killing Qianmo is angered by Chen Xiaoming. His breath surges in his body, but his figure moves and starts directly.

To kill him and seven disciples is to ignore his face. Either of these two crimes is doomed that Chen Xiaoming can't leave the demon world alive today.

However, he was stunned for a moment. Suddenly, he started to kill the Qianmo. Under the alert of his mind, Chen Xiaoming moved and punched. The fire burned in his eyes and drank in his mouth.

"If you want to keep me, it depends on whether you have that strength!"