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Doutian's idea is very simple. Aren't you proud of Sikong's sword? Isn't it self righteous?

I'll trample on your pride and dignity. I'll see how you can be proud! See how you think you are!

Doutian's huge foot of soul power falls from Jiutian. It's just a very common foot without any fancy. But it's this foot that reflects doutian's power.

"Roar!" The dragon blood on the top of Sikong cangjian's head was like a roar of war spirit. It seemed that it could not bear the huge pressure of that foot, and it was about to explode.

"So strong!" In the distance, Zhan Baiyang's pupil suddenly shrinks. He wants to save Sikong's sword, but his strength is not doutian's opponent. He just wants to die.

Zhan Yuyan is no exception. She looks indifferent, as if she wants to kill Sikong cangjian.

Luo yuluo frowned. He wanted to kill Sikong zangjian, but he was worried about doutian's strength. Doutian's strength was beyond his expectation.

Luo yuluo just wants to go now. It's meaningless for him to stay here, but he doesn't dare to go. He always feels that it's not easy.

If he left, Sikong Yu appeared, and Sikong cangjian didn't die, then he would have to go.

All of a sudden, the roaring voice of Sikong cangjian sounded in the void.

"Supreme realm, I am supreme!"

Sikong's sword was almost crazy. His clothes were agitated, and the meridians on his forehead were worming like insects. They were so swollen that they almost burst.

In his skin pores, is exuded a trace of blood, doutian this foot is too overbearing, even if he tried his best, it is not an opponent.

"The supreme realm? Is it just like you or supreme? "

Doutian disdained and scoffed. He was covered with golden flame.

At this moment, it also stimulates the blood of Shura and exerts the spirit of Shura. Otherwise, it is impossible to trample on Sikong cangjian easily.

Of course, this is not the limit of doutian. Once the Shura power is used, doutian believes that his strength will soar again.

No matter how talented Sikong was, doutian could kill him.

Fighting against heaven in the dark has exerted the power of the soul lock bead several times, but the soul lock bead can't help the dragon blood elephant and the soul of the Dragon chanting sword. The soul of Hongmeng war god realm has been completely dissolved in the blood, and can only be shaken.

This effect is very limited, but if you use it at a critical time, it is extremely useful.

"The soul lock bead is only aimed at the war spirits below the level of the fourth grade heavenly way. Its attack is limited, and its main purpose is to create war spirits." Doutian thought in his heart that the soul lock bead was only an auxiliary function. It was almost impossible to use it to kill the enemy.

Boom!

With an explosion, the battle spirit of Longyin sword on the top of Sikong zangjian suddenly burst out and turned into innumerable soul Power Sword Qi, shooting in all directions.

"Lock!"

At this time, a light drink rang out, doutian flicked his finger a little, and blood streamers burst out from his fingertips, like a curtain of light, enveloping the countless soul power.

After one or two breaths, the spirit of the sword suddenly disappeared, and the red light all poured into doutian's body.

For a moment, in the space of doutian Dantian, there was another virtual shadow of a sword around Suo Hun Zhu. It was Sikong cangjian's battle soul Longyin sword.

This is the real ability of the soul lock bead. Although it can't deal with the war soul dissolved in blood, it can lock and absorb the war soul after it breaks, and then reorganize a war soul.

Doutian's foot hasn't fallen yet, and his speed doesn't decrease at all. Sikong Zang's sword tries his best to resist, and his body sends out the sound of dragon chanting.

With dragon blood elephant and dragon singing sword, he also contains the blood of a silk dragon in his body, otherwise his physical strength would not be so domineering and powerful.

"Kill

Sikong cangjian tried his best to shout, his eyes were full of blood, his momentum was still rising, and a terrible force was roaring.

Fortunately, other people in the temple of God of War didn't see it, otherwise they would be surprised. The strength of Sikong's sword is not the strongest in the temple of God of war and those ancient people of the same age, but it's also the top class.

Now, however, Sikong's sword has almost no resistance, and is still above his proud strength.

Luo Yu frowns, he can imagine the shame in Sikong cangjian's heart at the moment, his inner pride is crushed by someone's foot, what kind of torture is this?

"The Lord of Shura temple is really strong, but it's not impossible for me to defeat him. When I go further, it's easy to kill him." Luo Yu falls in the heart secret way.

In fact, there was a murmur in his heart that doutian's strength was far beyond his accident. At least, he could not defeat Sikong cangjian so easily. He just comforted himself.

"Boom!"

Doutian's foot finally fell down and stirred up a terrible storm of soul power. He rushed in all directions, and everything within hundreds of feet around him was razed to the ground.All over the sky, skeletons were shattered by the fierce storm, turned into endless powder, and rushed in all directions, only the huge grave remained untouched.

The earth is shaking violently, like a ten magnitude earthquake, with endless energy fluctuations and rolling, completely submerging all around. It has become the center of the riot.

"Hiss" escape to several miles away Luo yuluo three people inverted air-conditioning, doutian foot caused damage, too terrible.

Can Sikong cangjian survive with such a terrible kick?

Several people's eyes fixed on the distance. After a whole dozen breaths, the storm stabilized. Luo Yu fell, and their eyes fell in the middle of the storm.

There, a huge footprint of tens of feet is deeply engraved on the ground, falling into the ground four or five feet, and there are two figures on the edge of the huge pit.

Doutian, dressed in a black robe, stood with his hands in his hands. His eyes were cold and looked at a bloody body on the ground. Who else could there be except Sikong cangjian?

At the moment, Sikong zangjian was injured all over, and all the bones in his body were broken. He lay on the ground like a pool of meat mud, almost with only one breath left.

His scarlet eyes were full of blood. He wanted to swallow the flesh and blood of doutian. He never thought that he would be defeated by a southern monk.

In his eyes, doutian is only a nouveau riche at most. He got Shura inheritance by chance. In his heart, he despises doutian.

So he didn't put doutian in his heart. Until now, he found that he underestimated doutian.

"Your 100% strength seems to be nothing more than that. Do you really think I used all my strength to fight with you at the beginning?" Doutian looks at sikongcang Kendo, who has almost become meat mud.

From the beginning, Sikong cangjian underestimated doutian's strength. In the first attack, he only used 50% of his strength, but doutian did not use all his strength. It is estimated that at most it was only 30% of his strength.

Sikong cangjian's eyes flickered. At this time, doutian's voice rang out again: "you are self righteous. How do you want to die?"

Feeling the momentum of doutian, Sikong cangjian's pupil shrinks. He knows that doutian really dares to kill him. Then he yells with all his strength: "younger martial brother, if I die, remember to tell my father who killed me!"

Dou Tian hears the speech, suddenly looks up to Luo yuluo three people in the distance, his eyes slightly squint.

"Don't worry, elder martial brother. I will tell you that you were trampled to death by doutian." Luo yuluo yells, then waves his hand and leaves with Zhan Baiyang and Zhan Yuyan.