Chapter 678

The next moment, the spear hit the ground and burst into a huge sound wave.

The hard road was blasted out of a 10 meter pit, just like the explosion of a heavy howitzer. Tons of soil were blasted into the air, causing a direct mud rain in a small area.

Silence!

Dead silence.

On the field, in addition to the aftershocks and waves of the explosion, the remaining three Japanese masters turned pale and dumbfounded at this moment.

The God of the wind, who is said to be the closest to the existence of ghosts and gods, was killed in this way?

With Aikido Murakami Changkong was also killed!

How strong is this Chinese?

From their arrival, to fight with the Soviet Union, even less than three minutes, the six top powers of mingzhenri were killed in this way!

If it is spread out, there will be a big earthquake in Japan!

After all this, Su Bai looked at the body of the unreal spirit of Heichuan's long tail slowly condensed in the air, and shook her head slightly.

"Still too weak!"

"However, no matter how small the mosquito is, it's meat. It can't be wasted!"

"Take it!"

As soon as his fingerprints were cited, Xia Qianyu's green wooden tripod flew out in the distance, and a powerful force of swallowing broke out. The illusory spirit of Kurokawa's long tail was taken directly into the tripod without even a chance to struggle.

"Run away!"

"Go and invite the three great deities of the great temple to kill the Chinese thieves!"

The surviving ghost wild martial three people, the facial expression is startled incomparably, in a flash turns into three streamers, toward eight Qi Mountain fast escape!

At this point, it's not something they can solve.

The strength of this Chinese is really terrible!

"Do you want to go now?"

"Unfortunately, you can't leave!"

Su Bai's face was expressionless and sneered, and he took a step, just like the nine day Kunpeng, who shook up and punched the void from afar.

Dong!

A fist seal made of white jade instantly cut through the sky. It was as fast as lightning. It hit GUI Yewu, who was tall and strong as an ox.

"No --"

this man, who is known as the No.1 physical strength of the Japanese ghosts and gods, was hit by one blow.

Boom!

The sound of a low explosion sounded, and his strong body was as weak as paper paste, broken into a blood mist.

"Sure!"

Su Bai once again pointed out.

Hum!

The air vibrated, and a stream of light, which was hard to distinguish by naked eyes, spread out in a flash. When a force of forbidding and sealing broke out, the two people who had fled at full speed suddenly solidified in the air.

"Chop!"

Su Bai raised her hand.

A green blade cuts through the void like lightning. In a flash, it cuts a middle-aged man's body into two parts, and then the rest of it falls on the last man's body!

"No --"

the last middle-aged man with long hair, his face was shocked to the extreme, his heart roared wildly, and his real Qi was burning, but he could not break away from Su Bai's body fixing skill, so he could only watch the Qi blade cut on himself!

"Ah --"

a light sigh sounded.

The middle-aged man with long hair only felt a flower in front of him. An old figure appeared in front of him. He stretched out his dry right hand and punched the green gas blade hard.

Bang!

There was a deep crash.

The old man's face suddenly changed.

The silver vigorous Qi on his palm was cut directly by the Green Qi blade, and a blood mark appeared on his right hand.

The middle-aged man with long hair, who survived, looked at the old man who suddenly appeared in front of him, burst into tears, and fell down on him for a moment.

"Thank you for your help

His eyes are fierce and fierce. He stares at Su Bai: "please kill this man, Lord Changjing, and avenge Lord Changwei!"

When the old man saw the blood on the ground, it became colder and colder on his old face.

"Long tail, dead?"

The middle-aged man with long hair knelt down and said, "yes! Lord long tail exerts the power of Fengshen, but he is still killed by the Chinese

"Well?"

In the pupils of his unshakable eyes, Nagai suddenly burst out a touch of coldness.

When Heichuan Changwei was young, he used to ask for Tao under his door. He was half of his disciple.

Moreover, he has the spirit of wind as mentioned in the martial arts and Taoism circles of China, and his skill of practicing the pulse of wind is just like a tiger. If you give him more time, it's a sure thing to step into the divine realm.

Unexpectedly, he has been optimistic about the strong, actually died in the hands of Su Bai.

"I'm late!"

He shook his head and sighed. His turbid eyes suddenly became sharp as a knife and fell on Su Bai."With Su Jun's cultivation, if you kill innocent people indiscriminately, you won't be afraid of being surrounded and killed by the strong in the divine realm of Japan?"

Su Bai raised an eye to see him one eye, indifferent a smile way: "a group of don't open an eye mole ant just, kill to kill, how can you?"

Smell speech, even long well Tuobu's face is very gloomy for a moment.

This Chinese boy is really arrogant. Do you really think that there is no one in the martial arts circle of Japan?

"Ha ha!"

With a cold smile on his old face, Nagai took a step forward, and suddenly became an old man, turning into a powerful man.

Crackle!

His rickety body stopped for a moment, his shriveled skin filled again, and his gray hair became dark and thick.

Less than a breath, a tall, handsome middle-aged man with a long sword appeared in the same place.

"Since Su Jun is so confident, let me ask for advice."

Su Bai's eyes flashed a glimmer of light, and his brow was wrinkled.

"Ha ha - since you are in a hurry to die, I will take the power of your spirit!"

He could feel that this man's strength was no weaker or even stronger than that of Pingshan ghost and itomura tree.

The spiritual cultivation of the strong must not be weak!

"Dragon and snake change!"

Su Bai laughs a, on the body, Lei mang flickers, instantly turns into a thunder snake's shadow, cuts through the void, instantly appears in front of Changjing's body.

"Death

In the shadow of the fist, a lightning Python suddenly degenerates into a dragon, and the terrible force bursts out, and the void roars.

Changjing Tuobu's face suddenly changed. It seemed that Su Bai's killing move was just like this.

"Pull out the sword and let go the mystery. Cut off the air!"

Bang Dang!

His face was dignified to the extreme, and his momentum burst out. The sword behind him appeared in his hands like autumn water.

The sword soars to the sky. He holds the sword in both hands and cuts it in the air!

Chi la!

The extremely sharp sword seems to cut through the space and rub out a dazzling light in the air. It collides with Su Bai's fist seal.

The next moment, a stunning scene appeared.

The sword, which looked sharp and terrible to the extreme, broke when it touched the seal of Su Bai fist.

Su Bai's fist, which is as smooth as white jade, bangs on Changjing Tuobu's sword.

"Click!"

There was a crisp crack.

Changjing's personal sword, which has been cultivated for decades, is broken into several pieces!