Chapter 292

"The power is not bad, but this palm can't hurt me!" Zhao Yuande didn't retreat but entered. He gently held a piece of thunder in his palm. Suddenly, the thunder energy contained in his whole body began to rush madly to his palm.

"Ray!"

Zhao Yuande drank softly, and his fist seemed to hit each other's palm lightly.

Mozisheng saw Zhao Yuande's palm, although it was accompanied by bright thunder, but those thunder were not enough to hurt him. This fist was like a woman's fist to him. It was not enough to scratch!

But just as his two fists were about to touch, he suddenly felt something wrong.

He arrived at a thrilling feeling. He only felt that the surrounding space seemed to solidify all at once. The water of the nearby thunder Lake seemed to be inspired by some kind of inspiration, which suddenly set off a huge wave and rushed towards him.

These lakes are all composed of thunder, which condenses together in the sky, forming a fist and hitting mozisheng hard.

Mozisheng didn't try his best. He felt that he was two big realms and nine small realms higher than the other party. He was rolling at random, but he didn't expect that he had to do his best because of the sudden horror!

However, it was a little late at this time. Zhao Yuande came up with the thunder fist of Kaitian boxing. He went all out without leaving any room at all. He planned to solve the problem directly with one blow.

This is like fighting between two people with equal strength. One is an ordinary move, while the other directly throws out the cards. The success or failure is naturally divided directly.

"Click!"

A bright thunder burst when his fists touched. Zhao Yuande only felt that a powerful force would retreat his shock. He took seven or eight steps to stabilize his steps.

On the contrary, mozisheng was shot away like a meteor at the moment. One of his arms was gone, and half of his shoulder was flesh and blood blurred. He was burning black like a person roasted by fire.

"Ah!" mozisheng screamed in pain. He didn't understand what had happened! Why can a person whose cultivation is less than the integration of yin and Yang hit himself seriously with one punch, and why he is almost invincible with the blood and body of the magic dragon, but he still has the body smashed by the other party, he doesn't understand!

But at this time, although he was unwilling and roared in pain, he still didn't lose his mind. He found that the defeated enemy immediately ran away with the strength of the anti earthquake. He knew he couldn't stay here, otherwise he would end badly.

But Zhao Yuande would let him go. His body jumped for thousands of meters. It was like a giant grasshopper. Just a jump, he came to mozisheng, stretched out his hand and grabbed it at him.

However, at this time, Zhao Yuande suddenly felt a strong wind behind him. He felt a stabbing pain in the back of his head, as if a needle had entered the meat, which made him excited all over his body. According to this warning, if he really hit the back of his head, it would be enough to kill him.

He didn't care to catch mozisheng any more. He grabbed the incident and turned it into a bullet. A terrible force of thunder popped up between his fingers, directly penetrated mozisheng's eyebrows and hanged his spirit in an instant.

Since we can't catch the living one, we should kill him. It will be a trouble for him to escape in the future.

Between his fingers, his body was slightly arched, and a long black sword brushed his scalp and stabbed him, taking away a wisp of hair.

"Whoosh!"

The long sword missed, and a black whirl cut directly into his head.

Two swords in a row greeted his head. It seemed that the assassin knew his weakness was on his head.

Zhao Yuande was not in a hurry. Suddenly, he had the mirror sword in his hand. He chopped directly at the black sword.

"Ka!"

The two swords clashed and made a clear sound. The black sword was easily cut off like tofu.

The black sword broke, and there was a shrill scream. It was an acquired Lingbao that gave birth to the spirit. The mirror sword not only cut off the black sword, but also killed the spirit together!

Zhao Yuande was unreasonable and unforgiving. The mirror sword went hand in hand with the sword.

"Ah!"

How could the other party think that the mirror sword was so sharp that an acquired Lingbao on the top step was so vulnerable that it was directly wiped out by the returned sword.

"Hum! How dare you kill me with this skill!" Zhao Yuande turned his body into an electric light and bullied him like a shadow. He lifted his sword on the mirror and split the guy who didn't have time to escape from bottom to top.

"Shit! This boy is terrible! Fortunately, I didn't jump out in a hurry!" the brothers hiding in the distance trembled in their legs and stomach and fell on the ground.

"My God! It's not a little guy. It's the God of death! Mozisheng in the kingdom of heaven killed him with one fist and one finger, and this mysterious assassin killed him with two swords. Am I really dreaming?"

"Brother, why don't we run away!"

"Escape fart. As soon as we escape, he sees us and catches up with us. What should we do?"

"Oh! Then... Let's stay here!"

“……”

When Zhao Yuande killed the man who attacked him, he saw a black sword embroidered on his chest. He suddenly understood that this guy was the killer of the black sword.

"Ha ha! Zhao Yuande is Zhao Yuande. As the master of the best food in the world, he is still so powerful. If you don't kill you today, you will threaten us when you grow up!" there was a burst of laughter. An old man in white stepped on the wind, "Zhao Yuande, I give you two choices, join my power, or die!"

The old man has a strong body, a resolute face and sharp words. His murderous spirit is extremely strong, like an old God of war who has just returned from the battlefield.

"Jiang chengnian, the elder of the Jiang family, the world's double true spirit realm, Xuantian Ba body, medium-level ingredients..."

"Jiang chengnian, you are the elder of the yuan family. Do you want me to join the yuan family?" Zhao Yuande looked at the elder of the yuan family with a smile. He was not nervous at all, but with a hint of ridicule.

"You... How do you know me?" Jiang chengnian, an old man in white, looked at Zhao Yuande strangely. He couldn't imagine that an elder of the yuan family who didn't walk around the Eastern Emperor's world was recognized by the other party. Did the other party have spies in the yuan family?

"Hum! I know more!" Zhao Yuande pretended to be unfathomable. He was disintegrating the enemy's will, suppressing the enemy's confidence, and killing the enemy at one blow at a time!

"I don't care what else you know. Since you are so ignorant, I will kill you directly!" although Jiang chengnian is strong, he is very cautious. He saw how the two died in Zhao Yuande's hands. At this time, he stared at the mirror sword in Zhao Yuande's hands, showing a trace of greed in his eyes.

He decided to fight steadily, hide his body in his true spiritual world, and use his terrible spiritual power to consume each other alive!