God Level Demon

"Too strong, this is the king disciple?!"

Many people are stunned. Everyone present is a master of martial arts. Many of them are masters. Their martial arts do not know how high, and all of them are tempered.

But they were all shocked by the sword of Jia Zhijie.

When the so-called experts take a shot, they know if there is any.

Although Jia Zhijie was previously unknown and not known by anyone, but with this sword alone, it is enough to promote him to the ranks of enchanting and arrogant, and can be compared with Lu Chao and others.

"This kid is finished, it is impossible to resist this sword that is so close to the peak." Some kendo masters immediately concluded that Xia Ping was dead this time.

Because this nine-fluctuation sword is extremely horrible, once it is made out, it produces terrible fluctuations, like waves, superimposed on layers, the more late, the more terrible the power.

This kind of power, it is estimated that even the road that has King Kong is not bad, may not be able to withstand.

And Xia Ping, this kid is too arrogant, actually let Jia Zhi outstanding hand, has lost the best time to avoid.

In the face of this layer of superficial sword fluctuations, this kid has nowhere to escape, and will soon be seriously injured, directly swept out of the game, completely eliminated.

But at this moment, Xia Ping shot at the moment when Jia Zhijie had the strongest sword and the most peak.

As he stepped forward, it was like Taikoo, like trampling on the earth. The whole earth trembled, lifting with one hand, running the qigong in the body, and rumbling.

North meditation!

Xia Ping's body immediately set up a hood, and the real thing in the depths of the body seemed to have a squat in the depths of the body. The hood quickly surrounded the body, like a sphere, and quickly expanded outward.

These hoods also appear in layers of thousands of layers, superimposed on the outside of the sphere, condensed into a transparent sphere, and then slowly rotate like a planet, containing an unfathomable breath.

"Go to death!"

In mid-air, there was a burst of anger, with a hateful blow. The terrible nine-fluctuation sword stabbed over, piercing the air, and slamming the bombardment on Xia Ping’s defensive hood.

Hey! ! !

Immediately, a series of gas explosions occurred in mid-air, and Jia Zhijie’s figure appeared in front of the summer plane. He held the three-footed Qingfeng in his right hand and stabbed him toward the hood.

He runs the real thing in the body, increases his strength, and tries to give this hood a hole.

However, when he stabbed the hundreds of hoods in succession, it was blocked in the hood of the 108 layers. The violent swaying swords were weakened by layers, as if they were attacking cotton. general.

And Xia Ping is still standing in the same place, and does not move.

"How can it be?"

Jia Zhijie is crazy, his nine-fold swing sword is unparalleled in the world, can be called the first sword of killing, destructive horror, he is confident that even the body of King Kong is not necessarily able to withstand.

But now, this kid is standing in the same place, running his qigong, and actually resisting his nine-wave sword, and he can't even hurt it.

He can't accept this ridiculous thing at all.

"Is this the ability?"

Xia Ping picked up his eyebrows. He felt that the other side's swordsmanship was extremely powerful, and he constantly collided with his own defensive hood. It is estimated that Jia Zhijie may still be above Lu Chao.

At the same time, because of Jia Zhijie's strength, he helped him to refine his body's potency and activate his body's potential. He felt a warm current flowing from the depths of his body and increased his true yuan.

This is not good for him.

Therefore, he hopes that Jia Zhijie will attack more violently, and this kind of tempering effect will be better.

"To tell the truth, you must not be angry. This swordsmanship also wants to make a name for himself in the genius war. It is a bit reluctant to say that the king is dominating. It is better to go back and practice for a few years today."

Xia Ping suggested that the other party go back and practice.

"I train you!"

Jia Zhijie suddenly became angry: "My Jia Zhijie started practicing swords at the age of three. Today, it has been more than 20 years."

"Winter training for three or nine, summer practice, never slack off! Even if you sleep, take a bath, the long sword on your hand will not leave."

"You **** actually let me go back and practice, why don't you die!"

His lungs were all blown up. No one knows how much effort he spent on practicing swordsmanship. It can be said that swordsmanship is his life, that is everything.

If the wife and the sword are taken away at the same time, he will definitely rush to grab the sword, not the wife.

However, this kid actually made a big speech and let him go home and practice. This kind of statement clearly denies his efforts for more than 20 years. How can he endure such a thing? !

Hum~

There are tens of thousands of pores on his body, and all of them burst into a horrible atmosphere. It seems that a sword-shaped sword burst out of the pores, and the whole person has turned into a sword, and the sword is rushing!

"I am jealous, this kid has reached the realm of humanity and sword, metamorphosis!"

Suddenly, there was a kendo master who screamed and screamed. He was completely dumbfounded, because even if he was promoted to the sect, he did not realize the realm of humanity and sword.

In this realm, people are swords, swords are people, and the power is increased several times!

Without talent, you will never realize it forever.

It can be said that Jia Zhijie, who can understand the realm of human swords and swords, is definitely a Kendo Wizard.

"The triple fluctuation of the nine-fold wave sword!"

Jia Zhijie screamed and emptied, and he ran his body's qigong to the extreme, and ascended to the peak. The sword was just a wave of fluctuations.

But now he is promoted to triple volatility, a heavy volatility is superimposed, and the power is increased tenfold. This is almost the limit sword that he can now display.

Because I want to make three fluctuations, the burden on the body is too big. This kind of wave of swords hurts people after hurting others. If there is no strong constitution, it will not be able to be made.

Originally his body can be tempered in the summer of the master, but also powerful in the same generation of warriors, but the triple wave sword is already his limit.

Just a moment to make it out, the skin of his whole body burst open, a lot of blood infiltrated, turned him into a blood man, it seems that the body can not withstand this horrible sword, from tearing his body.

If it wasn't for Xia Ping's complete anger and let him lose his mind, he would not make this move.

In order to completely eliminate this kid, Jia Zhijie is already desperate.

At this moment, Jia Zhijie had a hateful blow, and a sword stabbed in the direction of Xia Ping. The dazzling coldness in the void was as if it was the only one in the world.

Hey! ! !

The sword of this sword condenses to the extreme, like the waves, layer by layer, and the sea is hit by the sea. This force almost drowns Xia Ping.

The entire space of the contest was shaking, the dust was rolling, and the ground was shaken by a crack.