Chapter 1642

Jingtianhaijing shocked people. Jinxianzhili is the top of the world. It is superior to many strong people. Generally speaking, no one dares to get close to it, and more people avoid it.

The Chinese martial arts or immortals suffered a lot. The whole China was devastated in a mess, and the strong in the golden fairyland occupied most of them.

Ansem Lansing killed them with a sky knife, and the black clouds pressed down. The general situation of the sky shocked all the people behind Xu Zhendong. Seeing that the momentum was so powerful, if they were attacked, they would be crushed to pieces.

But Xu Zhendong stood in front of them, but he didn't feel the pressure at all. Xu Zhendong just had a light green light on his body. He took out a green bamboo with a few leaves in his hand. He looked very casual.

With an inadvertent wave of his hand, a blue sword came through ansom Lansing's neck and throat.

A beautiful splash of blood, clear voice blanket everyone, you can clearly see everything in front of you, so true.

But at this moment, the general situation caused by Ansem Lansing gradually dissipated, his body turned back, his eyes widened and his face was shocked and unbelievable.

As powerful as him, he never thought that he would be killed so easily!

Not only was he shocked, but all the strong men behind him were also very shocked and speechless for a moment.

"This... This... This..."

Countless people open their mouths in shock, but they never know how to express their inner shock.

This is Jinxian!

Even the attack of Da Luo Jinxian still has a little resistance, but in the face of Xu Tianjun's attack, just a wave, there is no power to fight back.

"Is this Xu Tianjun's strength?"

A blonde woman with shocked face, looking at the falling body, no longer underestimate this young Chinese.

"The man who has created countless miracles is really not simple. After seven years of disappearance, it seems that his cultivation has not stagnated. We must be careful not to be deceived by his young appearance."

As the leader of the Asian Olympic League, Jing Yueer said with a vigilant face, raised his hand to take out a weapon similar to the crescent, and revealed sharp curved thorns one by one.

This weapon is his moon wheel machete. When it hits the other side, it must be deeply buttoned until it is cut off or a large piece of flesh and blood is produced.

With this weapon, she once killed countless strong men in the martial arts and Taoism circles for countless years. Many of them bowed their heads in front of her and stood at the top of the martial arts and Taoism circles for a long time. Even when she faced such strong men as Xu Tianjun, she was calm.

"Brother Wuyan, we must work together. Don't forget that he killed 17 golden immortals in one move. Although he doesn't look strong, I'm afraid he's hiding his strength."

A bearded white man said nervously, looking at another tall white man beside him.

The man called Wuyan nodded and said:

"Oh, I didn't expect Xu Tianjun to be so strong. Seven years is nothing to me, and there is no progress in his cultivation. However, in seven years, he has cultivated himself to the point where he can kill the golden immortal. Everyone, we should join hands."

"Join hands and kill him!"

One echoed, others responded.

Whoosh, whoosh

Twenty people quickly separated and surrounded Xu Zhendong and others. The dark clouds in the sky gradually lowered, and the whole sky was dark. There were torrential thunder, and a kind of gloomy atmosphere filled the air.

Xu Zhendong calmly looks at Jing Yueer, who is not far away. They don't come forward, they just watch the battle.

Xu Zhendong is very calm, but the people behind him are not calm.

Although their accomplishments are good, and even there is the peak of the earth immortal, they are still vulnerable in front of the golden immortal.

They finally know that they are just a burden to master Xu. Master Xu not only has to fight, but also has to protect them.

"Master Xu..."

Qinglong is a little nervous. Now he is the peak of building foundation, but he is still vulnerable to these people. He is a little guilty of dragging Lord Xu down here.

Other people have the same mentality!

Although they have always been helpful and the starting point is good, they have finally become a burden.

Xu Zhendong didn't pay attention to it. Instead, he glanced at the 20 people who came over and said faintly:

"Two celestial peaks, eight golden peaks, six Golden peaks, and four golden peaks. No one can fight against such a combination in China. Today, Xu Tianjun will take back your revenge for killing my Chinese compatriots."

"Arrogance

Wu Yan stares at the big eyes, and his momentum is extremely powerful. His body seems to have grown a lot, and there is a faint shadow behind him, which is dark.

"You Chinese people are so vulnerable. Although you are very strong, the sum of 20 of us is more than one plus one equals two. Together, even Da Luo Jinxian has to give in. Do you think you are stronger than Da Luo Jinxian?"

Said the blonde woman, proud, confident and murderous.

Xu Zhendong's Yu Guang looks at Jing Yueer and asks, "are you talking about her? I haven't dealt with Da Luo Jinxian. It seems that I have some strength. I'll kill you first and then kill her. "

"I've heard that the Chinese people are the most reserved, but I didn't expect that you are different from the Chinese people I killed. You are so arrogant and arrogant that I feel very angry, so I will certainly tear you to pieces and make you the 583rd Chinese ghost under my sword."

There is an old man who can't help waving his long sword. The sword is very mysterious, and evil spirit follows slowly.

Xu Zhendong's eyes began to sharpen. He scanned these people and said:

"How many Chinese people have you killed? Why don't you report them together so that I can know how to deal with you."

"Haha, it's ridiculous. I can't count thousands of Chinese people who died in my hands."

"I don't have 500 and I have 400. What can you do for me?"

"I killed 3723 people. Is it enough to make you angry?"

"My hand is stained with the blood of seven hundred Chinese warriors. How do you plan to settle this account?"

“……”

These people are proud to report the number of Chinese people they have killed. That's all their achievements.

Every strong man who reaches such a state is covered with blood, killing Chinese people, hiding thousands, at least hundreds. What about the warriors of other countries?

Behind every strong man is the accumulation of countless lives!

Xu Zhendong's fierce eyes swept over everyone and said:

"Then you should be punished twice, or even more."

After that, a roar shook the whole world, and the sky seemed to be broken. The onlookers were a little unsteady. The endless sword Qi was in the air, and the dim sky seemed to hide countless sharp swords all around everyone. The fierce and wanton sword Qi blew up an irregular evil wind.

Twenty strong men burst out strong momentum to stop them. Their momentum is like magic. They spread all over the world as if they were connected. The interweaving of swords and swords is spreading

"Let's go up together and kill all these Chinese people!"