This terrible force lifted the air directly, and the ground was tumbling constantly. Obviously, if it were not made of special materials, it might be broken into dregs now.
"Bang ..."
The two figures took a few steps back, which made them stand up.
At this moment, Song Zihuai's complexion was even more gloomy and extremely ugly.
He has begun to show the strength of the virtual soul, but now, when facing Xia Ming, he still cannot defeat Xia Ming. How can this guy be so strong?
This is really a bit scary.
Is it really so genius to fail?
Song Zihuai bit his teeth tightly, with an indescribable anger. He wished to shatter Xia Ming's body. Now, if he loses himself, if this is passed on, I am afraid he will be laughed at.
One of his first-grade students couldn't even beat a lower-grade student. In the eyes of the first-grade student, the lower-grade student was an elementary school student, not worth mentioning.
Xia Ming looked at Song Zihuai calmly at this moment. He has realized that Song Zihuai's strength is indeed a bit powerful, but the nine golden dandelions in his body are not furnishings.
The nine gold dandelions in his body were not as simple as one plus one. He felt that if he was willing, this person with a heavy soul was not his opponent.
It can even be said to be a sling.
Xia Ming did not directly decide, he also wanted to see what level his strength has reached.
According to his current real combat power, even the masters of the virtual soul realm can fight.
Because he has his hole card, and he has this confidence.
"brush……"
The next moment, a sword appeared in Xia Ming's hands. This sword seemed to be dazzling under the sun, and Xia Ming looked at Song Zihuai in front of him quietly.
Song Zihuai stared gloomily at Xia Ming, and the killing intention was condensed to the extreme.
"This Xia Ming is really terrible ..."
Some people can't help it.
"Yes……"
"Obviously there is only nine levels of metamorphosis, but now it can be compared with the masters of virtual soul realm. Such a combat power is really horrible. It is indeed a student of the demon class."
"What? You mean Xia Ming entered the evil class?"
"Otherwise?" The man said, "I saw him enter the Demon Squad with my own eyes."
"No wonder, no wonder it's so strong. It turned out to be a student of the Devil Class."
When Xia Ming was a student of the Demon Squad, many people turned their eyes, apparently, they were very afraid of the demon Squad. Just like the name of the Demon Squad, this group of people were all in the Demon Squad level.
It can be said that each one is abnormal.
Xia Ming looked at Song Zihuai quietly, and smiled flatly: "Next, it's time for me to attack. If you can block me, you can leave here today."
"what……"
The people present were exclaimed when they heard the words. "This Xia Ming, can't he be crazy? Block him with a sword? What's a joke? He wants to defeat Song Zihuai with a sword? This Song Zihuai is a master of virtual souls. His strength is very terrible, even if Xia Ming is a demon class Perverted
Can you beat Song Zihuai with one sword? "
"This Xia Ming, I can really fantasize, I want to defeat Song Zihuai with a single sword. It is impossible to be a dry master when he is a heavy virtual soul."
Many people shook their heads one after another, as if they did not believe that Xia Ming defeated Song Zihuai with one sword.
Song Zihuai was also extremely gloomy at this moment, defeating him with a sword? Really when he is the waste that can't be achieved?
This guy is really arrogant.
Song Zihuai was also a little angry, Song Zihuai stared coldly at Xia Ming in front of him, and hummed coldly: "You also want to defeat me with a sword. I really don't know whether to live or die. Let me look at my hole cards today."
"Boom ..."? The momentum of Song Zihuai's body was rising, turning into an extremely majestic energy rippling between this heaven and earth, extremely terrible.
Under these many eyes, Song Zihuai passed a cold mang in his eyes, then his eyes fell on his right hand, and Song Zihuai's right hand suddenly changed.
This change is also a bit of a surprise for everyone present. Because they all saw, Song Zihuai's sleeves were instantly shattered, exposing the fair arms, but then everyone's face changed slightly, because Song Zihuai's right arm was gradually pouring out some scales. These scales will Song Zihuai's
Arms covered, sparkling, and Song Zihuai's claws became sharper.
"hiss……"
People in the heavens and the earth saw this scene, and they all took a cool breath, and looked at Song Zihuai's hand with shock.
"This Song Zihuai has such a means. He is really a terrible guy."
"How could his hands be like this?" Someone asked in a panic. "This is not a human claw at all."
"Well, Song Zihuai refined the claws of a spirit beast, and then became his own claws, so it became so ugly. The original arm was cut off. "
"What, cut off his original arm? This guy is so **** himself?"
"It's really tough on himself, but it's because of this, that has caused his right hand to be as magical, and his combat power can also make a huge leap."
"It's really a crazy guy."
At this moment, Song Zi stared at Xia Ming with a grimace, surging desperately, and whispered, "Xia Ming, you can use this trick more than I am proud of myself. Today I will let you die without burial place. . "
"kill……"
Song Zihuai yelled, his body jumped up, and he turned into a stern look towards Xia Mingzhen. This terrible power broke out, shaking the world.
Even in the air, I saw a few cold mansions.
Xia Ming took a deep breath, and looked at Song Zihuai who was rushing indifferently, and then spit it out gently, Xia Ming said calmly, "Well, let you try my new sword skill."
"brush……"
Xia Ming's hand swayed slightly. This strange posture made many people look dull, because they all noticed a terrible sword-like urge on Xia Ming's body.
Many people are secretly astonished by the sword's meaning.
"This Xia Ming, don't be underestimated."
Many people raised such a sentence in their hearts.
"dead……"
The moment Song Zihuai rushed over, Song Zihuai's power finally broke out, but at this time, a cold voice resounded between the heavens and the earth.
"Fun swordsmanship ..." "Brush ..."