Chapter 6363

Zhang Wutian, on the other hand, has no fear in his heart at the moment. On the contrary, he is full of fighting spirit. He plans to fight against three powerful people with his own strength?!

In front of this scene, let leopard rest assured, more than crazy tremor!

Leopard before that absurd, ridiculous ideas, at this moment also in the moment to vanish!

It was not until then that leopard finally understood why Wutian demon Zun had the power of "invincibility" and became famous all over the world!

Zhang Wutian's invincibility is not due to his unique combat effectiveness.

Zhang Wutian's invincibility is more of the kind of courage that comes from his heart. He is not afraid of arduous and powerful enemies, and he dares to constantly attack his own limits. He knows that there are tigers in the mountain, and he is partial to the tiger mountain!

This is a spirit, but also a belief, no one can match, no one can shake, beyond!

In the hearts of the dragon and the tiger, there is even a boundless reverence. Even if Zhang Xiaofan really died here, he is still the unshakable immortal, respected by thousands of people, forever!

"Zhang Wutian, you will die here today!"

At present, on the sixth day, the demon king flew out first, and the three disasters of fire in his hand turned into thousands of sword shadows. The sword Gang roared like a storm.

In this regard, Zhang Xiaofan did not dodge, clenched his fists, but also in an instant, shot out thousands of punches, one punch is better than one.

Each blow out can easily crack a knife light inch by inch, the dark red knife light and the red gold shadow of the fist face to face, the whole sky seems to be in the fury, the domineering spirit of violent start turbulence up!

"Oh --!"

At the same time, on the sixth day, the cold sound of forgetting Sichuan suddenly rang from the right rear of Zhang Xiaofan. He raised the cold moon, which was broken and only half of the blade was left. Night, he cut it from the right side to the left.

The huge and incomparable bright silver awn cuts across the space, tearing out the cracks in the air.

Zhang Xiaofan will blow the dark red sword light in front of him, and then there will be a movement. The strength of his right leg and the Qi inside his body will all burst out. With a whip leg, he will strike hard on the huge silver sword awn.

"Click..."

After a blow, the sword was broken, and Zhang Xiaofan couldn't go back half a step because of his face shaking.

However, just as he clenched his fist and was preparing to turn the spearhead back to the sixth day of forgetting Sichuan.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa..."

At this moment, there was a sudden thunder in the sky, blue, like a terrible thunder of a python, whistling from the top of his head.

"Hum

Seeing this, Zhang Xiaofan gave a cold snort. He trampled on the right sole of his foot and the void, and his heel was full of vitality. He suddenly borrowed his strength in midair, and his left and right fists overlapped and blasted out in different directions.

"Boom --!"

The purple thunder flashed, and the speed was almost to the extreme. It was just a breath, and it was heavy on Zhang Xiaofan's right fist.

In an instant, Zhang Xiaofan's body was also shaking. After he forced his body to stabilize, he was not shaken to the sky by the power of thunder.

But in the thunder, the moment of Zhang Xiaofan's right fist