Primordial God

"Try my ground tool black-toothed saber!" Jiao pray snorted, the black-toothed saber in his hand flashed with black light, and the sword was horizontal and vertical, and he slashed at Li Mushen with a sword.

Facing the ground tool black-toothed knife, Li Mushen smiled and said, "You are indeed shameless."

His right hand grabbed the hilt of the magic sword horizontally, and when the black-toothed knife slashed, Li Mushen directly raised the magic sword.

Clang!

With a loud noise, the black-toothed knife slashed on top of the magic sword.

The magic sword is transformed by the power of the demon in the swordsmanship of the disintegration of the sword demon. It is powerful, and there is no need to worry about being broken.

The ground tool black-toothed knife and Li Mushen's magic sword collided, and the two forces surged out from the collision point. Li Mushen stepped back half a step, while Jiao Praying took a full step and a half back.

And the gap between half a step and a half step can also explain the strength gap between Li Mushen and Jiao Pray.

Jiao Pray tightened his hand holding the black-toothed saber slightly, and said secretly, "It seems that this human race is more talented than me, and it is a human race's arrogance."

Although the two of them retreated, the swords still collided, and no one could do anything about the other.

At this time, Li Mushen's eyes flickered.

Jiao prayed that it was not good, and wanted to draw a sword and retreat.

But how could Li Mushen make him do as he wished, and used the second style of the Heavy Water Covering Fire Sword Technique to sweep through the mountains.

The magic sword swept across, like a wave of fire surging past, swept the black-toothed knife in Jiao Prayer's hand directly. The power of the magic sword was not diminished, it swept across, and slashed on Jiaopra's chest.

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With a stinging sound, the magic sword pierced Jiaopra's chest directly, and the bright red blood rolled down from the wound with brilliance.

Li Mushen smiled and said, "Jiaojiao, it seems that you are a family of tigers and Jiaojiao, and your precious blood is really pure."

Jiaopra used his spiritual power to seal the blood flowing from the wound, and looked at Li Mushen gloomily.

In Hutouling, Jiaopra was a one-in-a-million talent, and none of the younger generation in the ridge was his opponent. Unexpectedly, in the mountains and rivers, he unexpectedly met a young man from the human race.

And this young man was carrying a colorful jar on his back and fought against him with one-handed swordsmanship, but he was not his opponent, and in a short battle, he fell behind one after another.

The talent of this human race youth is higher than himself, and his strength is stronger than himself.

Jiao Praying gasped slightly, killing intent in his eyes.

"I know you want to kill me, but before killing me, it depends on whether you have the ability." Li Mushen said lightly.

"Tiger Roaring Sword Technique!"

Jiao Praying shot again, he knew that Li Mushen was very powerful, and he exerted all of his strength, no longer hidden in the slightest, all his strength burst out, and his breath was rolling.

He held the knife in both hands, and from the blade, black light flickered, a fish body and snake tail, and a monster that was neither a fish nor a snake emerged from the black toothed blade.

The swords danced wildly, the light of the sword flickered, and the sound of tiger roaring was heard in the light of the sword.

boom boom-

In the mountain forest, in the light of the swords dancing wildly, the rows of ancient trees were cut off by the light of the sword, and fell to the ground with a bang, and the tigers and dragons were transformed by the sword energy and wandered in the forest.

Each tiger Jiao was seven or eight meters long, shuttled through the mountains and forests in the light of the sword, and slammed into Li Mushen.

In the face of Jiaopra's tiger roaring swordsmanship, Li Mushen did not dare to be careless, after all, this Jiaopra is also a genius, and maybe he doesn't have any trump cards.

"A sword is dead!"

Tiger Jiao roared in the mountain forest, the sword qi vertical and horizontal, cut off the boulders in the mountain forest, the magic sword in Li Mushen's hand raised, the immortal spiritual power in the body was rolling, facing the tiger's roaring sword technique of Jiao prayer, it is heavy water covering fire The strongest sword in the swordsmanship was cut out.

The magic sword was raised, and a sword sound was heard, and the sword cut through the heavens and the earth, and slashed towards Jiaojiao.

This sword is very fast!

Zhanlai saw only a fleeting sword slashing trajectory, like a lightning flash across the night, annihilated in an instant.

Roar-

The black-toothed knife slashed together with the magic sword transformed by the power of the demon in Li Mushen's body, and the tiger Jiaoying rushed out of the black-toothed knife, claws at Li Mushen, and made a roaring sound.

"Break!"

Li Mushen let out a soft snort, and the black-toothed knife that collided with the magic sword shattered directly.

"My knife!" Jiao pray exclaimed, and turned to look at Li Mushen angrily, "You dare to break my knife."

"Not only do I want to cut off your knife, but I also want your blood." Li Mushen said slowly.

The magic sword was raised lightly, and when the sword was raised, it slashed towards Jiao praying.

At this time, I saw Jiaopra's eyes reddened, fierceness billowing from his body, retreating a few meters, and standing on a boulder.

"Transformation?" Li Mu Shen stopped the sword, held the colorful and exquisite altar with one hand, looked at the prayer, and said lightly.

Jiaopra stood on the boulder, and a tiger roar came from his mouth. He shouted: "Human, I want to eat your flesh and blood. After transforming, you are not my opponent."

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In the demon clan, the demon clan people are transformed from fierce beasts into human figures, practicing spiritual skills and supernatural powers. But in their human form, they were far less powerful than when they were in their original animal form.

Generally speaking, once a monster returns to its beast form, its strength will increase several times.

Although returning to a beast form brought an increase in strength, there was also a sequelae, that is, he could no longer be transformed into a human form within a few months.

And Jiao Praying is going to be transformed into a beast, it seems that he has the determination to kill Li Mushen!

Click!

The boulder on which Jiaopra stood collapsed directly, and suddenly, Jiaopra changed from a human form to a tiger Jiao.

This tiger Jiaojiao is six feet long, its body is like a fish, its white scales exudes dazzling brilliance, and a snake tail foot is two meters long, fierceness emanates from Jiaopra's body, and then roars, Bumped towards Li Mushen.

The huge and strong body destroyed the mountains and forests, and there was a stench of stench. At the time of the crash, the thick snake tail swept directly from behind the tiger Jiao, the wind was fierce, and the tiger Tiger is strong!

Facing the swept tail of the dragon prayer, Li Mushen stepped back with the colorful and exquisite altar on his back.

Click click.

The snake tail swept across the towering ancient tree, and with a bang, the ancient tree fell to the ground.

"Roar!"

Jiao prayed with murderous aura, bullied himself up, approached Li Mushen again, opened his mouth wide, and let out a roar.

This roar contains the power of heaven and earth, and it is the treasure of the Tiger Jiao family. The roar of the roar can make the martial artist lose his mind.

In the face of Jiaopra who was beheaded in the previous life, Li Mushen naturally knew the treasures mastered by Jiaopra, and even learned his own blood technology - Angry Sky Roar from the treasures of the Tiger Jiao family.

Facing Jiaopra's Roaring Treasure Technique, Li Mushen's mind was closed, but his expression fell into a sluggishness, as if Linghu had been hit hard by Jiaopra's Roaring Treasure Technique.

"A mere human race, hum, I also want to resist the treasures of my tiger and Jiao clan."

Seeing Li Mushen's expression like this, she knew that Li Mushen's current Linghu had fallen into chaos and was sluggish and was hit hard.

He walked in front of Li Mushen, a foul stench emanated from his body, two green and round eyes looked at Li Mushen, and then he sniffed straight, his face fascinated, "The flesh and blood of the human race. It's fragrant, and the smell makes people drool."

Jiao Pray resisted and swallowed Li Mushen, and set his eyes on the colorful and exquisite altar carried by Li Mushen.

The multi-colored exquisite altar exudes dazzling multi-colored light, and the carvings on it are densely covered, giving people a mysterious and mysterious feeling.

At the same time, the mind of Jiao Prayer seemed to be sucked into the carvings on the colorful and exquisite altar.

"This is a good treasure. The carvings on it are extraordinary. Bring it back to Hutouling. Maybe the elders know what these are?" Jiao Pray's eyes showed greed.

Now, he has completely lost his appetite for Li Mushen, and carefully observes the colorful and exquisite altar carried by Li Mushen.

Li Mushen was carrying the multi-colored exquisite altar. Facing the added Roaring Treasure, he wanted to pretend to be severely injured and then give him a fatal blow, but now seeing Jiao Pray being attracted by the carvings on the multi-colored exquisite altar, he thought: "I didn't expect that Jiao Prayer was also attracted by this glyph."

Click click.

At this time, there was a sound from Li Mushen's neck, which was caused by the fact that the five-colored exquisite altar was pressed against his neck for a long time.

Jiao pray no longer observe the carvings, and instantly put his eyes on Li Mushen.

Li Mushen's right foot contained the power of Xiaoyao Congyun, and he kicked Jiaopra's body.

With a bang, Jiao Prayer was kicked out.

Jiaopra was kicked out, and the rows of ancient trees were broken. He roared, "Human, you are not affected by the treasure art?"

Li Mushen rolled his eyes and said, "Of course not."

Li Mushen carried the colorful and exquisite altar on his back, no longer wasting time, and blasted away to pray to Jiaojiao.

Every step he took, the ground would vibrate. It seemed that every step he took was very slow, but in a blink of an eye, he came to the front of Jiao Praying.

The hand holding the sword exploded with the power of the treasured unicorn arm, and at the same time used the sword magic to disintegrate the sword.

Every trick of the swordsmanship makes Jiaopra unstoppable, and at the same time contains tens of thousands of cauldrons, making it impossible for Jiaopra to resist.

The sword qi raged in the mountains and forests, and Jiaopra made a snarling roar. In Li Mushen's swordsmanship, he could only passively capture the sword, but could not attack again.

The arrogance of this human race is too powerful! His swordsmanship is so extraordinary!

"I'm not his opponent. It seems that the only way to kill this human race and take this treasure is to go to Hutouling to ask the elders for help." Jiao prayed.

Jiao Praying once again roared with magical powers, and at the same time, the snake tail behind him swept away again towards Li Mushen.

"it's useless."

Li Mushen made a sword, and each of his swords contained the power of the swordsman's disintegration and swordsmanship, which was powerful and invincible.

When the snake tail swept over, Li Mushen's eyes flashed, he took a step, and a sword suddenly slashed out.

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The magic sword cut off Jiaopra's snake tail, Jiaopra let out a painful roar, with fear in his eyes, turned around and fled.

"Want to escape?" Li Mushen snorted softly, and the power of the demons in his body came out vertically and horizontally, turning into a magic sword.

Holding the sword seal in his hand, those magic swords shot towards Jiaopra under the control of Li Mushen.

Roar!

Under the control of Li Mushen, these rushing demon swords were directly nailed to the broken tail of Jiaopra's limbs, and the dazzling precious blood flowed out from the sword wounds.