"Yamamoto madman has stepped into the realm of gods, but the realm of gods... Is so weak?"

Daming Yisuo's face turned pale, and his hand began to tremble, as if he might accidentally fall at any time.

All of them were like this, and the other warriors and guards of the Taoist temple were even more pale and lost.

Yamamoto madman in their hearts, almost invincible gods in general. After he really broke through the realm of the gods, he became a fanatical believer.

Gold body, temple, worship!

Yamamoto madman has already become the real God living in the world in people's hearts!

It is Chiba Zhenzong, who is good at controlling Shishen and servitude ghosts, who also takes himself as a servant and signs a contract with Shishen to gain powerful non-human power.

For Yamamoto madman, who became a God in his body, he did not dare to be disrespectful. Because this is the God in the myth of the Dahe family, walking in the world, invincible, mortals can not look directly at the God.

However, the invincible true God in their hearts could not even stop Wang Xu?

"Three months ago, he was the youngest and most evil master of martial arts in China, but now... He has no accomplishments of martial arts. What does that mean? Even if he was suddenly silent three months ago, he abandoned his martial arts and changed his skills... It was only three months at most. How could he have such a terrible skill in such a short time? devil! The devil... "

Daming Yisuo's eyes are dull, and his heart is trembling like a demon.

Originally, Daming Yisuo did not believe that there were talents in the world. The strong all worked hard and honed themselves through 99% sweat. Only that 1% was talent and opportunity.

But now, what he saw with his own eyes and felt softly, he had to believe and despair.

In the Chinese generation, Wang Xu is a monster and a devil.

Five thousand years?

More than five thousand years!

Daiwa clan, I'm afraid they will be pressed on their heads by this bastard until they die!

In the face of this silent, totally imperceptible, untouchable, powerful and terrifying attack, who can withstand it?

After Wang Xu pointed out, the mysterious and powerful atmosphere in the air slowly spread out and swept out in all directions. Although it was invisible, everyone's heart was dozens of times heavier in an instant, and his head was dizzy, and his mind felt some kind of inexplicable extreme fear.

They have a feeling.

As if.

As long as Wang Xu is willing, their life and death are all controlled by Wang Xu's thoughts.

A thought, palm life and death, break Yin and Yang.

This is Wang Xu's real self-confidence and great strength.

"The master is indeed the most powerful God!" Meiyingzi couldn't help looking happy. She bowed her head and closed her eyes. She began to worship enthusiastically.

At this time, Chiba Zhenzong's face suddenly changed, and he said in a low voice: "no, go back!"

With his voice, the situation in the field changed dramatically.

I saw a finger cut into two parts of Yamamoto madman, both sides of the body was slowly close together, seems to want to re combine into one. In the twinkling of an eye, the terrible sword mark from head to foot re fitted and recovered intact.

Meiyingzi suddenly raised her head, and her eyes were full of horror.

Daming was pleasantly surprised, and meiyingminghua sighed slightly, as if a little disappointed.

However, Chiba Zhenzong said: "in ancient books and legends, the body of gods is between nothingness and entity, so it has the characteristics of immortality.

Prince Wang is too early to be happy. Although his attack is silent and extremely terrifying, if he can't hurt Yamamoto madman, it has no effect at all. "

"Really immortal?"

As soon as meiyingzi stares, she can't help looking at her daughter, meiyingzi, who looks worried and even hopeless.

Obviously, even meiyingzi, Wang Xu's trusting servant, had no bottom in her heart at this time.

God, never die, never die.

These two words together, for ordinary people, represents a completely unimaginable and powerful meaning of resistance.

"Yamamoto madman", a red demon, stares at Wang Xu with a pair of bloody eyes like ox's eyes, and laughs

"Mortal, I do underestimate you, but you can never imagine the power of God? I am the God of sword, who is immortal and born in the sword, blood and fire. My name is the God of crazy sword

As soon as it changed and laughed, it slowly raised its hand. A huge sword, which is nearly two meters in size, flickered with cold light, came out slowly from nothing, from emptiness to reality.

"However, although you have exceeded my expectation several times, you can only do so. In the face of immortal me, the attack of mortals, no matter how powerful, can not hurt me at all. What's more, that kind of power, for ordinary people, must consume a lot. How many times can you send it out? "

"Crazy sword really God" grins grimly and waves the huge sword in his hand. The sword droops slightly and points at Wang Xu, just like a giant overlooking a small insect on the ground.

Look scornful, posture proud.

It didn't do it the first time, it was waiting.

Waiting for Wang Xu to fear, waiting for Wang Xu to beg for mercy, waiting for Wang Xu to cry.

It's a pity.

"Ha ha, frog in the well... No, you are just a joke, a joke that all the people in the world are shorter than you

Wang Xu is slightly raised his head, full of irony and disdain, directly interrupted it.

"You have never seen what is the power of gods, so you have no idea that there is no lack of gods in this world, but every so-called God is just a frog in the well who deceives himself.

There are people outside people, there are days outside the world, the strong never lack, stronger than the strong people, and never because you can't see, don't know, don't hear, there is no existence.

Never die, never die?

The same... Joke!

So, I'll let you feel despair today! "

The voice fell.

Wang Xu stretched out his right hand again, five fingers empty, and grasped forward.

"Boom!"

This time, the sky and earth changed color.

The power of the wild mind rushed out of Wang Xu's body and immediately covered the sky. It was like the surging waves and tides, which stirred the heaven and earth, turned into an invisible hand, fell from the sky and hit the "crazy sword God" hard.

This time, the crazy sword God was on guard, and he was also aware of the fluctuation of ideas surging in the void.

It suddenly raised its head and roared, making an earth shaking roar, and the giant Tai Dao in its right hand chopped up. The bright light of the sword turned into a silver waterfall in an instant. From the bottom to the top, it was like a nine day Galaxy rolling against the current.

It's a pity.

It's just a meaningless struggle, self righteous and powerful.

Everything is the same as before.

Say a thousand, say ten thousand, even if the "crazy sword is really God" is forced to blow through the sky, its power is only self righteous, and its power is totally false.

Perhaps, the so-called "body of the true God" formed by the accumulation of great mental power is not much different from "gods" for ordinary people.

However, in Wang Xu's eyes, this is not much different from the "Witches" who cheat people in the countryside.

The essence of the power of the mind is completely above the power of the mind.

It's like a sharp steel knife against a huge paper man.

No matter how big the paper man is, no matter how scary the appearance is, what's the use?

Under the power of the mind, the huge light of the knife disappeared, and the body of the knife broke and exploded. It turned into an empty mental force and burst out.

Next, the head, neck, chest, waist, abdomen, thigh and calf of the "crazy sword God"

Boom!

With the great shock of the void, the crazy sword was directly scattered by Wang Xu's big hand, and then squeezed in the palm of his hand.

There is no resistance.

There is no escape.