Chapter 553 You Are Not My Match, Let's Go
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Ke Ning
Kuxiumo made a move, and the long knife burst into a strong dark red light, like a dark moon at night, and the surrounding area was reflected in dark red.
Kuxiumo's face was fierce and decisive, and the strong evil spirit on his body seemed to materialize, as if there were countless screams and wailing faintly.
Ji Yan could even see a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood emerging from Kuxiumo's back. Countless corpses were piled up and blood flowed like a river.
It can be seen from this that the number of people who died at the hands of Kuxiu Mo is countless, killing people like hemp, with the resentment of the dead.
Ji Yan couldn't help but glanced at Kuxiu Mogao.
Ji Yan had never met such a person in Thirteen States.
Even if someone kills like hemp, he must be purified, and he will never dare to carry the resentment of the dead like Kuxiumo.
If you are not careful, it will affect the Dao heart, and eventually go crazy.
Ku Xiumo went against the grain, took the initiative to cater to him, and took it for his own use.
Reminiscent of Ku Jie's ghost claw, Ji Yan guessed what type of kung fu the Ku family majored in.
The demons are already easy to kill, and those who practice these skills will only become more bloodthirsty.
Putting this in the thirteen states, practitioners who claim to be righteous will come to their door in minutes to eliminate harm for the people.
Ku Xiumo slashed down with fierce force, before the knife arrived, gusts of foul wind had already arrived, which made people sick.
Coupled with his momentum, it is easy to intimidate the opponent, causing a sense of fear in the opponent's heart, and he is timid before fighting.
This knife depends on how you resist it.
Ku Xiumo's eyes were cold, and blood began to appear in his eyes, staring at Ji Yan coldly, feeling proud.
In his opinion, Ji Yan was petite, just like a member of the Holy Race who couldn't cultivate.
Even the saint clansmen who were regarded as slaves and could not cultivate were even bigger than Ji Yan.
With such a figure, if you put it outside, you can't live for three days.
How strong can it be?
Die!
Kuxiumo shouted loudly in his heart, full of anticipation.
After Ku Xiumo made a move, Ji Yan also made a move.
Although it was the last shot, the speed was one step faster than Ku Xiumo.
Wuqiu sword confronted each other, bursting out with dazzling white light, and swung the sword.
The swords intersected, the white and dark red lights collided, and finally a dazzling light burst out.
The light of the sun in the sky is also eclipsed at this moment.
The sword intent was raging, the saber intent was raging, frantically destroying everything around.
Numerous pits of different sizes were left on the ground, and the surrounding trees and boulders burst into pieces one after another, turning into debris all over the sky.
When the two collided with each other with one sword and one knife, they razed several miles around to the ground.
The creatures with a radius of hundreds of miles, feeling the terrifying breath, fled in all directions.
After everything calmed down and the dust settled, Kuxiumo's face was solemn, and his almost red eyes were fixed on Ji Yan.
Ji Yan's cloud is light and the wind is light, the breeze blows, his long hair is flowing, and his white clothes are fluttering.
In the fight just now, Ji Yan knew Ku Xiumo's strength.
There was a bit of regret on his face, but his strength was still a little weak.
Ku Xiumo is in the same realm as him, at the third level of Nascent Soul.
However, in the same realm, Ji Yan is not afraid of anyone, whether it is a genius or a monster, he doesn't pay attention to it.
He can even say it confidently, in the same realm, he has the confidence to defeat anyone.
Of course, except for his younger brother.
His junior brother is no weaker than him in the same realm, and he is also very shady, if he is not careful, he will easily capsize in the gutter.
He is not afraid of others.
Ku Xiumo is very powerful, but Ji Yan doesn't like it.
Ji Yan shook his head, and said to Ku Xiumo in disappointment, "You are not my opponent, let's go."
Ku Xiumo was stunned, what does this mean?
Then he flew into a rage, and his eyes were completely red.
Ji Yan is looking down on him.
It was worse than killing him.
The saints would rather die than be looked down upon by others.
"Do you think you are strong?" Ku Xiumo roared, and shot at Ji Yan again.
Do you think you will be invincible if you block my knife?
The knife just now was just a test, and your strength is not very good, how dare you look down on me?
"No matter how strong you are, I can kill you."
He has experienced countless battles in his life, and countless saints died in his hands.
Fighting against a powerful opponent is not once or twice. His ability to survive is enough to prove his strength.
The enraged Kuxiumo erupted completely, and a powerful aura swept over the surroundings. Holding the long knife in both hands, he slashed at Ji Yan with his strongest knife.
A thousand-foot-thousand-foot magic knife appeared in the air, exuding dark red light, like a dark moon, and each ray of light was like a blade light, extremely domineering.
A gleam flashed in Ji Yan's eyes.
This knife was beyond his imagination, and it was so powerful that he felt a pressure.
In this case, I also show my strength.
Ji Yan's gaze became serious, and a sharp and invincible sword intent pervaded the air, and his aura became sharper, like an unsheathed divine sword, showing its sharpness.
Freedom Sword Art!
A sword slashes like the wind, flying away with the wind, coming with the wind, the wind is surging, wherever the wind goes, there is the sword's intention.
Endless sword intent gushed out instantly, and a huge divine sword also appeared above the sky.
Thousands of miles around could feel this sharp sword intent, it was frightening.
Ku Xiumo's eyes were red, he was already dazzled by anger, but at this moment, he came to his senses.
This sword was beyond his imagination.
Only at this moment did he feel Ji Yan's true strength.
He still underestimated Ji Yan's strength.
But at this point, he couldn't back down. He gritted his teeth and hummed, "Until the last moment, whoever wins may not be sure."
"die!"
Kuxiumo shouted again, and the magic knife fell at a faster speed.
Once again, the sword intent was surging in the air, and the sword intent was raging.
Above the sky, a sword and a knife collided violently again. In an instant, time and space stagnated, and everything was quiet.
next moment!
"Boom!" A huge sound sounded, as if the space was shaking, and the world was horrified.
The sharp sword intent and the domineering blade intent collided and impacted each other, the explosions raged, and the sound waves formed by harsh sounds continued to spread like waves.
A powerful force filled the air, as if it had suffered the most violent attack for several miles, countless fragments soared into the sky, setting off billowing smoke and dust, covering the sky and blocking out the sun.
Ku Xiumo's expression was heavy, and the sense of powerlessness in his body made him feel a burst of emptiness.
The slash just now was his strongest slash, and he used almost all of his strength.
He was full of anticipation for this knife, and felt that the opponent would be injured even if he did not die.
His red eyes had already regained their clarity, and he was staring at the front, the smoke and dust slowly dissipating.
Ji Yan's figure appeared in his line of sight, but seeing Ji Yan's appearance, Ku Xiumo was startled
Kuxiumo's face was fierce and decisive, and the strong evil spirit on his body seemed to materialize, as if there were countless screams and wailing faintly.
Ji Yan could even see a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood emerging from Kuxiumo's back. Countless corpses were piled up and blood flowed like a river.
It can be seen from this that the number of people who died at the hands of Kuxiu Mo is countless, killing people like hemp, with the resentment of the dead.
Ji Yan couldn't help but glanced at Kuxiu Mogao.
Ji Yan had never met such a person in Thirteen States.
Even if someone kills like hemp, he must be purified, and he will never dare to carry the resentment of the dead like Kuxiumo.
If you are not careful, it will affect the Dao heart, and eventually go crazy.
Ku Xiumo went against the grain, took the initiative to cater to him, and took it for his own use.
Reminiscent of Ku Jie's ghost claw, Ji Yan guessed what type of kung fu the Ku family majored in.
The demons are already easy to kill, and those who practice these skills will only become more bloodthirsty.
Putting this in the thirteen states, practitioners who claim to be righteous will come to their door in minutes to eliminate harm for the people.
Ku Xiumo slashed down with fierce force, before the knife arrived, gusts of foul wind had already arrived, which made people sick.
Coupled with his momentum, it is easy to intimidate the opponent, causing a sense of fear in the opponent's heart, and he is timid before fighting.
This knife depends on how you resist it.
Ku Xiumo's eyes were cold, and blood began to appear in his eyes, staring at Ji Yan coldly, feeling proud.
In his opinion, Ji Yan was petite, just like a member of the Holy Race who couldn't cultivate.
Even the saint clansmen who were regarded as slaves and could not cultivate were even bigger than Ji Yan.
With such a figure, if you put it outside, you can't live for three days.
How strong can it be?
Die!
Kuxiumo shouted loudly in his heart, full of anticipation.
After Ku Xiumo made a move, Ji Yan also made a move.
Although it was the last shot, the speed was one step faster than Ku Xiumo.
Wuqiu sword confronted each other, bursting out with dazzling white light, and swung the sword.
The swords intersected, the white and dark red lights collided, and finally a dazzling light burst out.
The light of the sun in the sky is also eclipsed at this moment.
The sword intent was raging, the saber intent was raging, frantically destroying everything around.
Numerous pits of different sizes were left on the ground, and the surrounding trees and boulders burst into pieces one after another, turning into debris all over the sky.
When the two collided with each other with one sword and one knife, they razed several miles around to the ground.
The creatures with a radius of hundreds of miles, feeling the terrifying breath, fled in all directions.
After everything calmed down and the dust settled, Kuxiumo's face was solemn, and his almost red eyes were fixed on Ji Yan.
Ji Yan's cloud is light and the wind is light, the breeze blows, his long hair is flowing, and his white clothes are fluttering.
In the fight just now, Ji Yan knew Ku Xiumo's strength.
There was a bit of regret on his face, but his strength was still a little weak.
Ku Xiumo is in the same realm as him, at the third level of Nascent Soul.
However, in the same realm, Ji Yan is not afraid of anyone, whether it is a genius or a monster, he doesn't pay attention to it.
He can even say it confidently, in the same realm, he has the confidence to defeat anyone.
Of course, except for his younger brother.
His junior brother is no weaker than him in the same realm, and he is also very shady, if he is not careful, he will easily capsize in the gutter.
He is not afraid of others.
Ku Xiumo is very powerful, but Ji Yan doesn't like it.
Ji Yan shook his head, and said to Ku Xiumo in disappointment, "You are not my opponent, let's go."
Ku Xiumo was stunned, what does this mean?
Then he flew into a rage, and his eyes were completely red.
Ji Yan is looking down on him.
It was worse than killing him.
The saints would rather die than be looked down upon by others.
"Do you think you are strong?" Ku Xiumo roared, and shot at Ji Yan again.
Do you think you will be invincible if you block my knife?
The knife just now was just a test, and your strength is not very good, how dare you look down on me?
"No matter how strong you are, I can kill you."
He has experienced countless battles in his life, and countless saints died in his hands.
Fighting against a powerful opponent is not once or twice. His ability to survive is enough to prove his strength.
The enraged Kuxiumo erupted completely, and a powerful aura swept over the surroundings. Holding the long knife in both hands, he slashed at Ji Yan with his strongest knife.
A thousand-foot-thousand-foot magic knife appeared in the air, exuding dark red light, like a dark moon, and each ray of light was like a blade light, extremely domineering.
A gleam flashed in Ji Yan's eyes.
This knife was beyond his imagination, and it was so powerful that he felt a pressure.
In this case, I also show my strength.
Ji Yan's gaze became serious, and a sharp and invincible sword intent pervaded the air, and his aura became sharper, like an unsheathed divine sword, showing its sharpness.
Freedom Sword Art!
A sword slashes like the wind, flying away with the wind, coming with the wind, the wind is surging, wherever the wind goes, there is the sword's intention.
Endless sword intent gushed out instantly, and a huge divine sword also appeared above the sky.
Thousands of miles around could feel this sharp sword intent, it was frightening.
Ku Xiumo's eyes were red, he was already dazzled by anger, but at this moment, he came to his senses.
This sword was beyond his imagination.
Only at this moment did he feel Ji Yan's true strength.
He still underestimated Ji Yan's strength.
But at this point, he couldn't back down. He gritted his teeth and hummed, "Until the last moment, whoever wins may not be sure."
"die!"
Kuxiumo shouted again, and the magic knife fell at a faster speed.
Once again, the sword intent was surging in the air, and the sword intent was raging.
Above the sky, a sword and a knife collided violently again. In an instant, time and space stagnated, and everything was quiet.
next moment!
"Boom!" A huge sound sounded, as if the space was shaking, and the world was horrified.
The sharp sword intent and the domineering blade intent collided and impacted each other, the explosions raged, and the sound waves formed by harsh sounds continued to spread like waves.
A powerful force filled the air, as if it had suffered the most violent attack for several miles, countless fragments soared into the sky, setting off billowing smoke and dust, covering the sky and blocking out the sun.
Ku Xiumo's expression was heavy, and the sense of powerlessness in his body made him feel a burst of emptiness.
The slash just now was his strongest slash, and he used almost all of his strength.
He was full of anticipation for this knife, and felt that the opponent would be injured even if he did not die.
His red eyes had already regained their clarity, and he was staring at the front, the smoke and dust slowly dissipating.
Ji Yan's figure appeared in his line of sight, but seeing Ji Yan's appearance, Ku Xiumo was startled
