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Chapter 507 [A knife that shakes the world and weeps ghosts and gods]

With a bitter face on his face, Roger didn't care about other things, and quickly commanded his subordinates to guide the onlookers to eat melons.Fortunately, the place where the two waves of people fought was at the edge of the gray world. Except for some people sitting on the temporary stand, there were hardly many people.

Otherwise, in the face of the consequences of the fierce collision between the two parties, he himself is really powerless and can only sit on the spot.

At the same time, he secretly prayed in his heart that He Xiaotian would seek good fortune for himself, and hoped that the battle would end with his victory.

Roger certainly couldn't get involved in a fight of this level.

After all, neither of the two sides is a good opponent, and both are peerless powerhouses who are fiercer than the other.

How mighty is the leader of Prajna summoned by the Eight Great King Kong above the river that used to cross the Evil?

A huge water monster that could swallow thousands of pinnacle pinnacle Heluo fish in one mouthful was killed by one of its palms.

The surface of the river that can't be seen to the end can be seen to drop one level to the naked eye, and the huge waves set off a kilometer high.

Two divine lights burst out from his eyes, as frightening as a galloping sharp arrow.

If it wasn't for his status, Luo's feet would have been oiled long ago, and he would have run away without a trace.

Who knows if the old man's temper will come up and he will play a show of tearing the earth with his hands.

At that time, a natural disaster-like earth dragon will turn around, and if it gets involved, it may die without a place to bury it.

Another No. 1 He Xiaotian in Shanghai needs no introduction. He just staged a large-scale leek-cutting scene in front of 10,000+ people and an unknown number of viewers on the live broadcast platform.

Countless people who were pitted lost all their money and wished they could eat their flesh and drink their blood.

A master in the Qi Qi Realm kills like a dog, thousands of people are all buried in his hands, he can be called the unrivaled killing god.

Two unattainable figures, the top of the world.

In full view, the duel began.

The strange man in charge of the camera immediately wanted to flee when he saw this scene.

But the people in charge of the major platforms don't know what conditions they promised.

This person gritted his teeth, begging for wealth and wealth, so he stayed and continued to shoot!
The members of the Prajna Sect and the people of Wanshou Mountain did not embarrass the filmmakers.

The leader had already explained that he wanted to ruin He Xiaotian's reputation in front of everyone, so as to vent his hatred.

What's more, it's just a food environment, and it can't make waves.

Thousands of Prajna followers attacked like an awl, but actually failed to bring any harm to He Xiaotian.

Invulnerability to Dragon Scale Body +300, Invulnerability to Water and Fire +150, his special attributes greatly weakened the enemy's offensive.

Coupled with his five attribute resistance of nearly [-] points, and his golden body that completely restrains the power of the five elements, it can be said that he is unharmed.

But the bad thing is that the timing of the attack chosen by the leader of Prajna is too thief!

It is the time when the old power is old and the new power is not born.

"Damn bastard, let's be buried with the tens of thousands of elite disciples of Prajna Sect!"

Seeing that He Xiaotian had no escape, no escape, the leader couldn't hold back the ecstasy in his heart, and shouted angrily.

"Old miscellaneous hair, you think beautifully!"

"The Great Escape of the Five Elements" - the golden escape technique, activated.

With a bang, He Xiaotian disappeared into the air amidst the stunned expression of the Prajna leader.

Metal, wood, water, fire, and earth are the five kinds of escape techniques. Except for the metal escape, the other four elements cannot escape in time.

Since returning to the present world, He Xiaotian got a ring to wear on his finger.

The purpose is to prevent unexpected incidents, so that they can escape in an instant and get out of danger.

Now it seems that he is too witty to congratulate someone!

Although you will be injured, it is not a big price compared with your own life.

"brush!"

Luo Jie stared blankly at He Xiaotian who escaped from the bronze lamp above his head.

"Hey, what a coincidence."

He Xiaotian held on to the severe pain in his body, and greeted him.

No wonder it is specially marked in the analysis of supernatural powers, once it is used, it will fall into a state of injury.

It's just a side effect, isn't it too huge?

After he escaped from the bronze lamp, he felt that his whole body was pierced by sharp arrows.

However, there was no injury in the physical body, but the heart-piercing pain was clearly transmitted to the brain from the nerves.

If he hadn't experienced strong winds and waves, he might have to howl to vent his anger at this moment.

Luo Jie looked at He Xiaotian who was grinning, feeling bitter in his heart.

Without him, the Prajna Cultists have already rushed to this place.

Especially the leader's eyes, it can't be too much to describe it as a thousand cuts, it made me feel cold all over.

"Why don't you run away?"

"Escape? Who do you take me for!"

He Xiaotian has always reported his grudges on the spot, otherwise he would not feel at ease sleeping in the middle of the night, for fear that his enemies would come to him.

"goodbye!!"

Seeing the head iron surnamed He, Luo Jie put down a sentence, stepped forward with two long legs, and rushed towards the opposite direction of the Prajna disciples like the wind.

His own family knew about his own family affairs, and the other two heads had already reminded him that none of the people killed on the opposite side was lower than the Qi state.

I really can't bear this blame, let's run for my life first.

"He~~~, tui!!"

coward.

"Why don't you run away?"

He Xiaotian spat at Roger, and turned his head to look at Zhang Cheng, the current Deputy Minister of Shanghai.

I saw him weeping and stuttering.

"I, me, my legs, my legs. I can't move my legs. I can't move them."

He Xiaotian suddenly realized that he was too scared to move.

For a long time, you are a coward worse than Roger.

Looking at the contemptuous gaze, Zhang Cheng was about to cry.

Among the thousands of Qi-eating people, there were several Hunyuan people, and a super strong man who was obviously beyond the Hunyuan realm, and they came to kill them head-on.

How many ordinary people can escape calmly without changing face or heartbeat?
He is just a baby in his 30s, where has he seen such a battle!
Not scared to pee, they are all of excellent quality.

"Brother, please be blessed."

He Xiaotian patted his shoulder, and then slipped away.

Only Zhang Cheng was left sitting on a chair with a look of lovelessness on his face.

Seeing the Prajna Cultists approaching the stands continuously, he began to tremble all over, like sifting chaff.

"Help me—"

A shrill cry for help rang through Xigu Town.

Before Zhang Cheng could continue, He Xiaotian appeared in front of him in the next second.

"?!"

"I suddenly remembered that you seem to owe me a loan of 300 billion. If you die, who will pay it back?"

"It's really you!!"

Zhang Cheng had guessed for a long time that the weird person who removed his thigh at the entrance of the Scavenger Headquarters building was most likely He Xiaotian.

How could there be such a coincidence in the world that he pursued compensation from the surname He on the front foot, and he was inexplicably incurring tens of billions of debts on the back foot.

Congratulations, now finally solved the case.

But before he was happy, he suddenly remembered a very important fact.

Even if he knew who did it, so what?

You have to know how many masters of the Qi realm He Xiaotian killed in front of Zhang Cheng not long ago!
Thinking of the consequences of not paying back the money and having to unload his legs, and being unable to renege on the debt, he cried on the spot.

"woooooo"

He Xiaotian looked surprised, is this guy so fragile?

I just went back to save his life, and cried out in gratitude.

However, He Damangfu's complexion darkened next.

"Brother, can't I call you brother? You go, let me stay and wait to die. I really can't get out [-] billion. Instead of taking off my legs little by little, it's better to die .”

Zhang Cheng was clear in his heart, he couldn't produce any evidence, and no one would show him.

And even if it is taken out, there are probably not many characters who are so inflated that they dare to stand in opposition to He Xiaotian.

Who dares to mess with a big demon king who beats up thousands of gas-eating realms!

So he thought about it, and it was better for him to die.

If this is the case, is it possible that He Xiaotian can still go to the underworld to ask him for money?
"!!!"

When He Xiaotian heard this, his eyes widened.

Do you want to die?
Have you asked me about this creditor?

"You want to die, don't you?"

"Um!!"

Zhang Cheng nodded repeatedly, not to mention how sincere he looked.

"You're ugly, but you think you're beautiful. Three hundred billion, if you lose one, I'll take your leg off."

After the words fell, He Xiaotian pulled up the chair.

In its frightened eyes, he threw it towards the skyline with all his strength.

"what--"

A parabola appeared in the sky, and screams came from above.

"If you fall from this height, you shouldn't die, right?"

He Xiaotian looked at Zhang Cheng who was spiraling into the sky, and muttered to himself.

If his braids were raised, he would lose a source of happiness.

Zhang Cheng, who was constantly climbing, cried heart-rendingly, almost making the listener cry when he heard it.

People who don't know the inside story think that some terrible changes have happened to the family.

Otherwise, who could cry so badly?
In fact, he wished he could fly as high as possible, so that the chances of falling and dying would be greater.

Think about what happened to you after Roger and others returned.

The cry became louder and louder.

"Kill X!!"

Prajna congregation is about to arrive at the stands, followed by the leader.

"Made, do you really think I congratulate someone as a persimmon?"

He Xiaotian's eyes gradually became icy cold, and a biting cold wind vaguely blew in the air.

He discovered a very huge problem, the leader of Prajna seems not as powerful as he imagined.

"If I had known that you were an old bastard who was strong outside, I should have killed the Quartet in the general arena."

Facing the wave-like congregation, He Xiaotian took a step forward instead of retreating.

"boom----"

The momentum of the whole person climbed up immediately.

At the same time, the bone-piercing cold wind melted into nothingness, and a scorching, violent breath filled the audience in an instant.

This scene made many viewers on the live broadcast platform hold their breath for an instant, and stopped making barrage jokes.

Sitting in front of the monitor one by one, for fear of missing any details.

Luckily, the 10,000+ melon-eaters, who were quite chaotic, all stopped and watched in an instant.

That wild exploding breath is really amazing.

"Taiyuan!!"

Accompanied by shouts, a saber with a strange shape and surrounded by a red dragon appeared in He Xiaotian's hand.

The monstrous murderous intent filled the air, and the cruel and tyrannical atmosphere raged around.

It made everyone look sideways again and again, loving the strange weapon.

"Taiyuan knife?!"

The Prajna leader was startled, and recognized the divine soldier who had been enshrined.

"It's all to die for Lao Tzu!!"

He Xiaotian held the knife in both hands and swung it backwards.

Then, he immediately slashed at the Prajna Cultists rushing forward!
"boom----"

An incomparable and burning blazing blazing sword light slashed out from the blade.

The flames that swallow the sky and destroy the earth! !
　In my position, Zhang Cheng should be said to be a joke.By the way, did I write him too badly?Looking back, sometimes I even feel that it's okay to write him to death.A good second-in-command, even if he is mixed up, he is not as moist as some scraps.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)