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Chapter 1143: Magic Sword Art, Killing the Tiger King

Can dead people think? Of course they cannot.

However, Xiang Yang's sword was too fast, too ruthless, and too extreme. Di Jiang's body nerves had not yet reacted, and his brain was still running, which made this question come out.

Immediately, this became the only thought that Di Jiang, a master with the highest magic skills, had when he was alive.

He still had many doubts, such as the one who was most unwilling to accept it was why Xiang Yang could deceive his perception and make him miscalculate Xiang Yang's hiding place, resulting in a loss in the whole market, exposing his own flaws to Xiang Yang.

This point has to be mentioned in Xiang Yang's Tiandao Martial Arts. Since he fought with the Magic Sword, he has been asking about his intentions and thoughts. The Tiandao's cultivation is increasing day by day, and his understanding and control of the Heavenly Way is far beyond Di Jiang.

Di Jiang resonates with the universe and the world through the mind method of the Bharu Demon Art, and breathes the same frequency, so that his mind reflects the void, and no one can escape his perception. He is a very powerful and insolvent ability.

This is also the reason why Di Jiang is confident and conceited and eventually conquered.

However, Xiang Yang can also do this with the help of the Heavenly Sword Martial Arts. He can not only integrate into the world and understand the world, but also use the power of the world and ultimately control the world.

The universe is like a listed company. Xiang Yang and Di Jiang are like shareholders who occupy different shares. The difference is that Xiang Yang occupies far more shares than Di Jiang and is the controlling party, so he can deceive the other party's perception.

It was considered as a micro-job that skillfully killed Di Jiang. Otherwise, it would be not that easy to really take over Di Jiang, who had accumulated savings to absorb the power of the universe with the Bharu Demon Art.

As soon as Di Jiang died, the Tiger King instantly woke up from his shocked mood. He felt a sense of crisis. He stepped on his feet and retreated quickly, without the courage to continue fighting with Xiang Yang.

Xiang Yang restrained the golden sword light that stretched and contracted his palm, and snorted lightly, chasing the tiger king in the direction of running for the tiger king like chasing stars and the moon.

As soon as you step under your feet, there are spider web-like cracks several feet in a radius. The air waves collapse and rocks splash, like the mythical tyrannosaurus, rushing around, not very exquisite, but in the short-distance impact, it is far beyond 99% of the body and martial arts in the world.

Moreover, with Xiang Yang's explosion, the distance between them became closer and closer, which made the Tiger King unable to help but think of turning around and fighting to the death. If he really couldn't escape, it would be better to fight to the death. This is the belief of being the Tiger King and being a strong man.

However, just as Xiang Yang was about to catch up with the Tiger King, his back was suddenly locked by an extremely sharp murderous intent, like a needle pricking his back, making him shudder.

Looking back, I saw that the green steel sword that had pierced Xiang Yang's shadow before was originally inserted into the soft ground and shattered with a bang. The sword body turned into pieces and splashed, leaving a sword shadow with hazy black light stabbing towards Xiang Yang again.

"The devil is one foot taller, the sword is one foot taller, the sky sword, take my magic sword technique."

There were only two people, Xiang Yang and Tiger King, but in this quiet and desolate space, the voice of a third person appeared.

Young and full of vitality, but so arrogant, as if the heaven and earth, the eight wildernesses of the universe were all subject to surrender to this man's feet.

The extremely domineering voice is formed by shocking the air through the true qi and grinding and friction. The extremely strong will is displayed through this phantom with a sword.

If the previous one used the Qinggang Sword as the carrier was an extremely killing, perfect and indestructible sword technique, then what is contained in the sword shadow now is the supreme sword intent that truly prevails over the world's sword masters.

What is a demon?

Fierce, cruel, cunning, bloodthirsty, may all be demons, but the real demons are existences who have no good or evil, who pursue great freedom and freedom, who are free from nature and are bound by all constraints.

What is a sword?

There are many explanations for all people, and in the heart of the Demon Sword, the sword is the will to cut through all difficulties and shackles, never surrender, and never admit defeat. It is also the source of freedom that follows the thoughts and thoughts deep in the heart.

The supreme secret of the Demon Sword Technique is the eight big words "The Demon is one foot tall and the sword is one foot tall. It uses the Demonic Intent to stimulate the sword intent at all times, and uses the Demonic As Nutrition to nourish the Sword.

This is the reason why it is a demon sword, not a sword demon.

The devil sword is a sword, and the sword demon is a demon. There is an essential difference between the two and cannot be generalized.

Although the Demon Sword also realized this, at the moment before the end of his life, when it comes to cultivation and level, the Demon Sword lost from beginning to end to the Demon Sword.

So although this sword was not driven by anyone, it was even more terrifying than the innocent sword of the magic sword.

Xiang Yang never expected that he had avoided the piercing of the Qinggang Sword, but he didn't expect that there would be a second move to break through the air and attack, which was even more terrifying than the previous sword.

However, he is a top-notch strong man standing on the continent and has the strength and confidence to deal with it.

Facing the sword shadow flying towards him, his body leaned back, and the fierce wind blew across his ears. His right hand, which was hanging on his side, pointed at the center of his eyebrows and pointed a drop of blood.

This drop of blood is crystal clear, with a texture of silver and mercury, half of which is red and half is bright gold. If it pops up, it can directly crush the innate masters. It is the substantial manifestation of Xiang Yang's supreme spiritual cultivation and physical cultivation.

"What is a knife? I don't know, please try it and see it."

After saying that in his heart, Xiang Yang sighed softly, and blinked his fingers and hit the blood drops in his fingertips towards the sword shadow. The blood drops surged in the wind and turned into a blood knife to collide with the sword shadow.

Xiang Yang himself took advantage of the remaining force and his speed instantly soared. He took a big step over a hundred feet away, shrank into an inch, and came to the fortunate Tiger King. His murderous intent surged in his heart, and his uncontrollable leakage. His qi induced aroused, dyeing the world red.

Xiang Yang did not use a knife, but clenched his fist and swung it hard towards the Tiger King.

This punch is gone, and this punch is full of grudges and grudges. All you need is happiness and success.

People, fighting, breathing, or feeling from the feeling of being fisted.

The Tiger King naturally knew what it meant to leave his back to the enemy, and turned around and used his skills to fight against it.

The moment of the fight, the tiger king's fists made a crackling sound of bone ducts. The originally thick and powerful arms, with blue veins, were broken inch by inch, flesh and blood tissue, and light golden bone pieces, were thrown in this world that was rendered bright red by murder.

The tiger king didn't even have time to scream and his pain. His whole body was like a cannonball that was out of the borehole, smashing on the ground with a bang, crushing countless rocks and wading out traces of hundreds of meters. The smoke and dust caused by the strong wind did not dissipate for a long time.

When everything returns to peace, the pure yang dirt body of the Tiger King has become a pool of mud.

At this point, the Tiger King, who was the most powerful and domineering in the Divine Captain Sect, fell under Xiang Yang's fist.

"Relieve hatred, without the tiger king, Yi Guoxin is just the dough I can knead, and he is dead."
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