~： Five hundred fifty-five. Dawei Tianlong!

(One more)

"The new generation of killer gods, you have absorbed the great **** river before, and I haven't even asked you to settle the account. Now that you have come to the door and utter rants, don't blame me for repaying the old and new hatred together!"

As soon as the word "new" was opened, the King of Slaughter turned into a **** light to escape, extremely fast.

When the word "了" fell, the huge wings were like a meat grinder, wrapped in a terrifying wind, cutting towards Yang Ming.

Even the Slaughter Domain surrounded by the Slaughter King wanted to oppress Yang Ming's Slaughter God Domain, and implemented all demons, so that Yang Ming could not use any spirit ring spirit skills.

Circles of blood-colored halos rippled from the body of the Slaughter King, and the powerful blood light was not only full of corrosive aura, but also possessed a special energy fluctuation.

In response, Yang Ming drew his sword and prepared himself.

"Dugu nine swords, broken sword style!"

With one sword coming out, it was like ten thousand swords returning to one. From the incomparable sword light, it seemed to be able to see a figure who spent his entire life exploring kendo.

Sword out, cross the eternity!

"laugh!"

The sword and the wings are tit-for-tat, without giving way, rubbing fierce sparks.

But in the end, the mysterious sword is no longer what it used to be. It has absorbed endless killing aura and transformed step by step toward a divine weapon, possessing unspeakable sharpness.

In the next instant, the huge bat wing that could easily break Jinshan Yinshan was torn apart a long and narrow gap by the terrifying sword light.

"Noise!"

A splash of condensed blood floated into the space, exuding a very attractive sweet smell.

The original pale face of the Slaughter King became paler, he quickly stopped his figure and turned into a **** light.

Looking down at the wound on the bat wing, the Slaughter King's complexion was extremely ugly.

"What's the matter? His sword can actually cut through my bat wings?"

The shock in the heart of the King of Slaughter is not for outsiders.

You know, after the nine-headed blood-red bat king lodged on Tang Chen, he has been absorbing his power as a peerless Douluo. This pair of bat wings is carefully crafted by the king of killing, whether it is attacking or defensive. It can be called first-class.

But now, it is actually injured!

"and……"

The Slaughter King stared darkly at the mysterious sword in Yang Ming's hand. No, to be precise, it was the mysterious rune on the mysterious sword and the Killing God realm lingering around him, saying:

"Obviously my killing domain is the strongest domain in the killing capital, and it is also a reduced version of the forbidden magic effect in the killing capital, and it is the most domineering domain in the world. Why can you kill with me in this area of ​​the killing god? Domain to contend?"

The King of Slaughter had no face, almost astonished.

The reason why the King of Slaughter has been able to dominate the Slaughter Capital is that he has always relied on his unique killing field in this world, able to suppress all dissatisfaction, even if the two strongest killing gods in the outside world, Bibi Dong and Tang Hao, came, he Zixin is not their opponent, and can deal with them.

But now, Yang Ming, the sixty-eighth-level soul emperor, repeatedly broke the three views of the Slaughter King!

How can this be tolerated?

"The most domineering field?"

Yang Ming raised his right hand and pointed at the Slaughter King diagonally with the tip of his sword.

As if to feel the master's confidence in himself and his contempt for the enemy, the mysterious sword vibrated softly as if it were spiritual, and made a sword groan.

"Look," Yang Ming lowered his eyes, falling on the mysterious sword, and said: "Even the sword in my hand, I feel very dissatisfied with what you said just now."

The mysterious **** runes light up gradually, especially the black and white and impermanent face on it, which is suspected to be the captain of the law enforcement team, which is extremely distorted. The overwhelming **** waves spread violently, centering on Yang Ming, expanding into a terrifying area of ​​kilometers in diameter.

Even because of the speed being too fast, the Slaughter King realized it was too late, and he had fallen into Yang Ming's domain.

In desperation, the Slaughter King can only hold up his Slaughter Domain as a resistance.

"Zizzi, Zizi..."

Something frightening happened to the King of Slaughter.

The Killing Domain, which he has always been proud of, has been losing ground in front of Yang Ming's Killing God Domain!

The two big areas collided and eroded each other, and a red mist drifted around.

Even the King of Slaughter has a hunch that once he dies in Yang Ming’s realm of killing gods, even his soul will not be at peace. It will be sealed on the sword of the mysterious sword for a lifetime, turning it into a resource for the promotion of the artifact. .

However, if you just think that you can beat me, that would be a big mistake!

With a roar in his heart, the King of Slaughter exudes a yin and evil aura.

As soon as this breath appeared, it was a flat increase in the all-round strength of the Killing King. Even the retreating Killing Domain finally stopped the decline, and even reversed the previous posture of only defending and not attacking, trying to counterattack. Yang Ming's killing **** domain.

In the next instant, the King of Slaughter turned into a **** light again, galloping towards Yang Ming, a little faster than before.

A gleam of light flashed in the eyes of Samsara, and Yang Ming was secretly shocked:

"This is the breath of Raksha God?"

"However, if the King of Slaughter simply relies on a breath of God to temporarily increase his strength, I may not be without the possibility of defeating the opponent."

Chilling, Yang Ming made a "click" in his body, as if he had turned on a certain switch.

Eight-door Dunjia, seven-door, open!

The turbulent spirit power fluctuated into the sky, and it turned out that a blue soul flame was formed in Yang Ming's body, and his long hair was standing upside down. The muscles on his body were coiled like a dragon, with fierce blue veins jutting out. The coat was directly burst by the swelling muscles, revealing a majestic physique cast like steel.

Hurry!

Mixed with the terrifying postures of the Navy's Six Shaving and Treading Waves, Yang Ming walked through the air, also turning into a blue light.

In red and blue, the two large light clusters constantly collide in the air.

The sky above the killing capital turned into a battlefield for two people from the east to the west, and then from the south to the north. The speed is so fast that they cannot be caught by the naked eye. Can only hear thunderous bumps in the summer.

"Rumble! Rumble!"

The loudness of the sound, the loudness of the sound, like Ruohong's bell ringing in his ears.

Underneath, a piece of house was affected by the aftermath of the battle between the two of them, and they were directly blown into pieces. The murderers covered their ears with painful expressions and fell to the ground, their eardrums burst and bloody, until they died with twisted expressions.

"Gaga, kid, I am the King of Slaughter. In the Capital of Slaughter, I am an undead evil existence."

The King of Slaughter clamored frantically.

"is it?"

Yang Ming calmed down and said:

"So, how about trying my trick?"

"Dawei Tianlong!"