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Chapter 537: The fist controls the changes in the Zhoutian world, and pushes the fist of the world!(2/2)

The murderous intent that had already reached its peak actually went further and Ma Longtu's palm, which seemed to have disappeared in everyone's eyes.

Instead, there is a "Seven Killing Monument" that is as big as a mountain with bloodstains on it!

Use the Seven Killings to shake the Tiangang!

Without any temptation or tricks, the two of them will fight to the death with the ultimate goal!

Hurry!

It was like a hurricane passing by, and the two moved at a rapid speed. Wherever they passed, there were snow, earth and rocks, houses, beams, bricks and tiles, and everything was broken and flying.

It seems like the next moment, the earth-shaking intersection will begin.

However, just before the collision, waves rose again, and a mist mixed with red and pink suddenly came, covering Ma Longtu.

Taoism, heroic tomb, and called, the beauty town!

"Um?!"

The moment of the fog and body, with Ma Longtu's strong mind, they were actually trapped in a moment of trance.

A figure appeared before his eyes.

That was the many women he had experienced in his life, whether they were crying, or they were soft and soft, or their eyes were blurred...

"Yu Ji..."

Ma Longtu murmured in his heart.

"It's done!"

Before the thoughts arose in Zhang Xuanyi's mind could be seen, he saw a pair of violent eyes as violent as demons and red as blood!

"Those who disturb my heart will kill both humans and gods!"

The roar sounded across the city walls, roaring inside and outside, and the ultimate murderous intent teared up everything, and through Zhang Xuanyi's horrifying gaze, the vast trend ran through!

Bang!

It was like a meteorite falling to the ground, almost stopping everyone's minds from colliding.

The king of the Northwest floated out like straw, his muscles and bones exploded everywhere, and the blood spurted out was like blood mist, dyeing the long streets red and falling snow.

quiet!

All kinds of ruptures were clearly heard, but in the hearts of the spectators, the world seemed to be quiet.

Even the big boss, Lu Qingting, never expected that the killing move that the king of Northwest, who had been planning for many days and paid a huge price, would be easily broken.

For a moment, everyone's eyes changed. Looking at the violent figure of the God of Killing in the ruins, they were all afraid of it.

"Zhang Yuanzhu is worthy of the Emperor of Eternal Eternality. Even if he is released to this day, he is still a peerless person... Unfortunately, you have defiled your ancestors and this boxing!"

Let the blood mist spill on his body, Ma Longtu took a deep breath and felt very sweet:

"Not having a strong prophecy on the world, I have the invincible heart. No matter how great your luck you borrow and how great your power you achieve, it is meaningless..."

As his voice echoed, he looked at everyone inside and outside the street, and his smile seemed ferocious:

"Everyone, are you going to die one by one, or go on the road together?"

"call!"

In the dead silence, the iron stepping method could not speak harshly. Lu Qingting was silent and reached out to hold the Seven Tribulation Sword behind him.

Unexpectedly, this touch was empty!

"Hmm?!Who!"

Lu Qingting was scared and his hair almost exploded.

Bang!

The sound of true energy bursting attracted everyone's attention inside and outside the street, including Zhang Xuanyi who was coughing up blood.

Lu Qingting looked stiffly at the palm of his left shoulder, his heavy palm, and he couldn't help but breathe.

He was extremely satisfied with his "godly deeds" and no one could approach him without his permission.

Not to mention taking away the Seven Tribulation Sword that he regarded as life?!

More importantly, the Seven Tribulation Sword did not warn?!

"This person..."

As the dust swept, Ma Longtu couldn't help but squint to cover up his surprise and fear. Before this moment, even he hadn't noticed the person coming...

"The magic sword that has not been opened for thousands of years is really a waste of some use here..."

A familiar voice came, and Lu Qingting felt relieved and smiled bitterly again:

"Since you've come early, why not..."

The mysterious clothes are flying, moving with the wind, and the person comes, it is Yang Yu.

He was quite busy along the way, but it was not too late. He saw this good show from the beginning.

"I see unfairness on the road, and I should draw my sword to help me. It's just..."

Yang Yu played with the Seven Tribulation Sword and looked at everyone present one by one, only staying on Zhang Xuanyi and Ma Longtu for a moment:
Chapter completed!
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