Chapter 847

Dead silence.

Chiba Zhenzong and others forgot to breathe at this time.

No one would have thought that Wang Xu was so terrible. His huge body was suddenly flattened and rounded like a ball.

Looking at the Figure Struggling in the air, his body sank inch by inch at the same time everywhere, as if there was an invisible hand slowly closing and squeezing outside.

Everyone was deeply shocked by it.

No one spoke.

No one was breathing.

No one can keep a complete mind.

Dumbfounded, full of blank mind.

This, this

How strange and terrifying is it?

"Why don't you believe me when I say you're rubbish?"

Wang Xu slowly drew back his hand and looked up. He saw countless black fog and red streamers gathering and twisting in the air, forming a "crazy sword God" with a size of seven or eight.

He didn't give the other party the chance to roar. He raised his hand again, changed his mind into a sword, and slashed it obliquely.

The newly formed "crazy sword" was cut in two.

However, he exclaimed with pride:

"Mortals, I said, I am immortal. Mortals can't kill me at all. Why don't you believe it?"

It also wants to shout. Wang Xu's raised hand has fallen again and again, and his face is expressionless.

"The sword of shennian, the third sword!"

There was no sound. The right hand of the crazy sword fell with a puff.

"The fourth sword!"

Left hand, drop.

"The fifth sword!"

"The sixth sword!"

……

"The hundredth sword!"

In just a few breaths, Wang Xu's sword of mind kept falling, cutting the crazy sword into hundreds of pieces, and the whole field was dead and silent.

Chiba Zhenzong, Daming Yisuo, Meiying Minghua

All of them, at this time, all of them, with dull eyes, were stiff and trembling at the scene.

With the passage of time, even the most idiotic people can see that the "crazy sword God" transformed from "Yamamoto madman" is not Wang Xu's opponent at all.

It has no power to fight back. Even if the so-called immortal body is cut into hundreds of pieces in a period of time, the speed of recovery can't keep up.

What's more, is it really immortal?

……

"The 999th sword!"

After twenty breaths, Wang Xu's face was expressionless, and his fingers in the air finally stopped.

At this time, the body of Kuangjian Zhenshen has been divided into two distinct existence. One is a scattered and twisted black fog. From time to time, there are all kinds of strange shouts and cries, like a group of demons hiding in it.

The other is a golden ball of light the size of a fist, like a jelly like translucent, silent floating in the air.

"Come here."

Wang Xu grabbed the ball of golden jelly like light and immediately flew directly into his hands.

After looking around, shennian checked inside and outside again. After confirming that there was no problem, he put the ball of light into his mouth as soon as he raised his hand.

Eat, eat

Have you eaten?

In an instant, the people who forced to keep quiet all around almost glared out of their eyes.

Although they didn't know what the golden light ball was, they had seen it clearly before. It was an object separated by Wang Xu from the body of crazy sword.

In their understanding, this is a part of the body of crazy sword God!

Cannibalism

No, eat God?

This is crazy, isn't it?!

At this time, the twisted black fog finally had a chance to take shape again. As soon as the red skin demon appeared, he roared at Wang Xu with a ferocious face

"Mortal, what? You've finally lost the power to continue to attack. But I am still undamaged, immortal!

See? This is the great power of the gods, which mortals can never touch and imagine!

Ha ha ha ha

It laughs wildly, with pride and cruelty in its voice.

Now, at last, it's time for it to retaliate.

But just then.

A voice of great disdain came.

"Don't you feel it yet?"

Wang Xu raised his head sarcastically and looked at the laughing "crazy sword" with a trace of pity in his eyes

"How much of the so-called" divine power "in your body still remains? Does your so-called immortal body feel hollowed out? "

As he spoke, his heart became more compassionate.

Ignorance not only makes people fearless, but also makes them sad.

The golden ball of light that he had just swallowed up was the most pure mental force, the essence of his deity sword, which had been cut out nine hundred and ninety-nine times from the body of "crazy sword".

For him, these are the supplements to nourish his own mind, but for the crazy sword God, it is its power, its life and everything.

The 999 sword of divine thoughts is like a person eating watermelon. Only by peeling off the outer skin layer by layer, or even removing the outer flesh, can he eat the most central and sweet flesh of watermelon.

As for the part that has been cut off, will the rich people who have huge sums of money and eat in and out of five-star hotels care?

Others, eat imported watermelon, only eat watermelon heart.

No seed, sweet!

At this time, crazy sword really God also found wrong, proud laugh suddenly froze.

"Do you really think everything I said before was a joke to you?" Wang Xumu shakes his head with scorn

"Well, now, I've got what I want. So you can die, too. "

I heard that.

Crazy sword really God whole body is mercilessly a shiver, then unexpectedly is suddenly self explosion, active turn into a piece of fog, toward all directions escape.

These mists, it can be said, are it, as long as there is a trace of escape, even if all the forces are lost, as long as they are still alive, there is a chance to make a comeback.

As he ran, he yelled:

"All of you, all of you, stop him! Kill him

This command is not a sound, but a spiritual fluctuation. The speed is very fast. In a moment, it spreads to the whole hekuang Daochang, and even up and down Qiuye mountain.

instant.

Countless people rushed out from all directions, one by one holding a sabre, or driving some ferocious gods and ghosts. There were nearly 100 people.

Wang Xu stood there, motionless, calm in his eyes.

Is it useful to have more people?

Sometimes, it works!

But now, for him, it's useless!

Wang Xu said that he didn't like to kill innocent people indiscriminately. He just wanted to kill himself and his garbage.

So, no innocent people have ever died under him.

"Since you all want to kill me, go to hell." Wang Xu's eyes were cold. Facing the crowd, he slowly closed his eyes.

"At this time, I close my eyes. I'm afraid... No, how could this monster be afraid of this small situation? What does he want to do?" The name of a rope, a frown.