Roger had a bitter expression on his face and could not care about anything else, and the commanders quickly began to channel the crowd of onlookers who ate melons. Fortunately, the place where the two waves of people were fighting was on the edge of the gray world. Except for some people sitting on the makeshift stands, there were almost not many people.

Otherwise, in the face of the consequences of the fierce collision between the two parties, he is really powerless, only sitting on the spot.

At the same time, he secretly prayed that He Xiaotian asked for more blessings, hoping that the battle would end with his victory.

Roger must not be involved in this level of struggle at will.

After all, both sides are not good at it, both are a fierce and peerless powerhouse.

How mighty is the Prajna leader summoned by the Eight King Kong above the River of Emergencies in the past?

A huge water monster that could swallow thousands of Ninth-Rank peak He Luo fish was shocked to death by one of its palms.

The surface of the river that can't be seen to the end can be seen to drop by one layer with the naked eye, and the huge waves raise thousands of meters high.

Two divine lights burst out with a stare in both eyes, like a galloping arrow as frightening.

If it weren't for the identity, the surnamed Luo would have greased the soles of his feet, and Sa Yazi would run without a trace.

Who knows if the old man has a temper, will he play a play of tearing the earth.

When the time comes, a natural disaster-like earth dragon will turn over.

He Xiaotian, another first person in the magic capital, does not need to be introduced. Just now, in front of hundreds of thousands of people, a live broadcast platform with an unknown number of viewers staged a scene of large-scale leek cutting.

Countless people in the pit have lost their blood, and they want to eat their flesh and drink their blood.

The master of the breath-eating realm kills like Tu Yiguer, and thousands of people are all buried in his hands.

Two unattainable figures, the top of the world.

With all eyes in full view, the duel began.

The strange man in charge of the mirror, saw this scene and immediately fled.

But the people in charge of the major platforms don't know what conditions they have promised.

This person gritted his teeth, begging for wealth and danger, stay and continue shooting!

The Prajna cultists and the people of Wan Beast Mountain were not embarrassed to follow the shooters.

The leader has explained that he wants to ruin He Xiaotian in front of everyone in order to vent his hatred.

What's more, it's just a mere food state, and it can't turn the wind and waves.

Thousands of Prajna cultists attacked like an awl, and actually failed to cause He Xiaotian any harm.

The dragon scale body +300 for swords and spears, and the +150 for fire and water resistance. His special attributes greatly weaken the enemy's offensive.

Coupled with his five-genus resistance of close to 20,000 points, and a golden body that has completely restrained the power of the five elements, it can be said that he is unharmed.

But the bad is bad, the time chosen by the leader of Prajna is too thief!

It is when the old force is old and the new force is not yet born.

"Damn chopsticks, let's bury the tens of thousands of elite members of the old Prajna teachings!"

Seeing that He Xiaotian is inevitable and inevitable, the leader can't help feeling ecstatic in his heart and shouted angrily.

"Old miscellaneous hair, you want to be beautiful!"

"Five Elements Great Escape"-Golden Escape Technique, launch.

With a squeaky sound, He Xiaotian disappeared into the air in the dumbfounded look of the Prajna leader.

There are five types of escape techniques: metal, wood, water, fire, and earth. Except for gold escape, the other four elements cannot get away in time.

Since returning to this world, He Xiaotian has made a ring and put it on his hand.

The purpose is to prevent unexpected events, so that you can escape in an instant and get out of danger.

Now it seems that he is too witty to congratulate someone!

Although it will be injured, it is not a big price compared to his own life.

"brush!"

Roger stared at He Xiaotian with a dull expression on his face, who escaped from the bronze lamp above his head.

"Hey, what a coincidence."

He Xiaotian greeted him with strong pain in his body.

It’s no wonder that the supernatural powers are deliberately indicated in the analysis, once used, it will fall into an injured state.

It's just a side effect, it's too huge, right?

After he escaped from the bronze lamp, he only felt that his whole body was pierced by sharp arrows.

He didn't have any injuries to his body, but the heart-piercing pain was clearly transmitted to his mind from the nerves.

Had it not been for him to be considered as having experienced strong winds and waves, he might need to vent by howling at this moment.

Roger looked at He Xiaotian, who was grinning, with bitterness in his heart.

Without him, the Prajna cultists have already killed here.

In particular, the expression in the eyes of the leader can't be described as a thousand swords, and he stared at himself with coldness.

"Why don't you run away?"

"Escape? What do you think of me!"

He Xiaotian has always had a grudge against him on the spot, otherwise he would not be at ease when he went to bed in the middle of the night, for fear that his enemies would come to him.

"goodbye!!"

Seeing the head iron surnamed He, Luo Jie took a sentence and opened his two long legs. The wind generally rushed in the opposite direction to the Prajna cultists.

He knew his family's affairs, and the other two heads had reminded him that none of the people who had killed him were below the energy level.

This pot really doesn't move, let's run away first.

"He~~~, tui!!!"

Counsel.

"Why don't you run?"

He Xiaotian spit on Roger, and the next second he turned to look at Zhang Cheng, the current Deputy Minister of the Magic Capital.

I saw him crying and squatting.

"I, I, I... I, my...legs, legs...legs move...can't move...can't move... ..."

He Xiaotian suddenly realized that he was too scared to move.

For a long time, you are a bully worse than Roger.

Zhang Cheng looked at her contemptuous eyes and was about to cry.

Among the thousands of Qi-Eating Realm, there were several Hunyuan Realm, and a super powerhouse who was obviously beyond the Hunyuan Realm, and they were killed head-on.

How many ordinary people can escape calmly without changing their face and heartbeat?

He is just a 30-year-old baby, how could he have seen such a battle!

There is no frightening to pee, but the quality is excellent.

"Brother, ask for more blessings."

He Xiaotian patted him on the shoulder, then...then slipped away.

Zhang Cheng, who was left alone, sat in a chair with a face full of love.

Seeing the Prajna cultists keep approaching the stands, his whole body began to tremble, shaking like chaff.

"Help—"

A stern cry for help rang through Xigu Town.

Without waiting for Zhang Cheng to continue, the figure of He Xiaotian appeared in front of him again in the next second.

"?!"

"I suddenly remembered that you seem to owe me a loan of 30 billion yuan. If you die, who will pay it back?"

"Sure enough, it's you!!"

Zhang Cheng had long suspected that the weird man who removed his thigh at the entrance of the Scavenger Headquarters building is most likely He Xiaotian.

How could there be such a coincidence in the world, he demanded compensation from the surname He on the front foot, and on the back foot he carried tens of billions of debts inexplicably.

Congratulations, now finally solved the case.

It was just that he hadn't waited for him to be happy, and suddenly remembered a very important fact.

What if he knew who did it?

You must know how many breath-eating realm masters were killed by He Xiaotian in front of Zhang Cheng not long ago!

Thinking of the consequences of losing his legs if he didn't repay the money, and he couldn't fall back on the bill, he cried on the spot.

"Uuuuu..."

He Xiaotian looked surprised, is this relationship so fragile?

I just returned to save his life, and all those who were grateful cried.

But then He Damangfu's face darkened.

"Brother, can't I call you bro? Go ahead and let me stay and wait for death. Three billion, I really can't get it out. Instead of removing my legs from me a little bit, it's better to die. ."

Zhang Cheng was clear in his heart, unable to produce evidence, and no one gave him an idea.

And even if it is taken out, there are probably not many characters who swell enough to stand on the opposite side of He Xiaotian.

Who dares to provoke thousands of great demon kings in the food state!

So he thought about it, it would be better for him to die.

If this is the case, is it possible that He Xiaotian can still go to the underworld and ask him for money?

"!!!"

He Xiaotian stared at the words.

Do you want to die?

Have you asked me this creditor?

"You want to die, don't you?"

"Um!!"

Zhang Cheng nodded repeatedly, not to mention how sincere he was.

"You are ugly, but you think it's pretty. Three hundred million, I'll take off your legs if one is missing."

When the voice fell, He Xiaotian pulled up the chair.

In his horrified eyes, he threw it towards the skyline with all his strength.

"what--"

A parabola appeared in the sky, and screams came from above.

"If you fall down from this height, you won't die, right?"

He Xiaotian looked at Zhang Cheng who was spiraling into the sky and muttered to himself.

If he had his braids up, he would have lost a source of happiness.

Zhang Cheng, who was constantly climbing, cried heartbreakingly, and the listener was sad and the listener shed tears.

People who don't know the truth think that something has happened in the family.

Otherwise, who can cry so badly?

In fact, he wished to fly as high as possible, so that the chance of falling and death would be greater.

Think about what happened to yourself since Roger and others returned.

The crying became louder and louder.

"Kill X!!"

Prajna cultists are about to arrive in the stands, and the leader is also close behind.

"Mad, do you really think that someone is a soft persimmon?"

He Xiaotian's eyes gradually became icy, and a biting cold wind was faintly blowing in the air.

He found a very huge problem. The Prajna leader does not seem to be as powerful as he thought.

"I knew that you are an old miscellaneous foreigner, but I should have killed all quarters in the general altar at the beginning."

Facing the congregation like a wave, He Xiaotian did not retreat but instead moved forward, taking a step forward.

"boom----"

The whole person's momentum rose immediately.

At the same time, the biting cold wind melted into the invisible, and a hot, violent breath instantly filled the audience.

This scene caused many viewers on the live broadcast platform to instantly hold their breath and stop making ridicules.

Sitting in front of the monitor one by one, for fear of missing any detail.

The hundreds of thousands of people who eat melons are quite chaotic, and they all stopped and watched in an instant.

The breath of wild explosion is really amazing.

"Taiyuan!!"

Accompanied by the violent shouts, a weird-shaped saber-cutting knife surrounding the Chilong appeared in He Xiaotian's hands.

The murderous intent is pervasive, and the cruel and tyrannical atmosphere rages around.

Makes everyone look back and forth, what an evil weapon.

"Taiyuan knife?!"

The head of the Prajna Guru was startled, and recognized the **** soldiers he once enshrined.

"Die all to Lao Tzu!!"

He Xiaotian held the knife in both hands and swung back.

Then immediately facing the Prajna cultists who came in front, slashed horizontally!

"boom----"

An unrivaled sword light, burning with raging flames, split from the blade.

The flames of the Seven Limits that swallow the heavens and extinguish the earth! !