Chapter 443 Zhou Qingfeng, Since You Are Here, Why Don’t You Dare to Show Up?

"If you say another word of nonsense, let Kong Jian do the sword. ░▒▓█►─═  ═─◄█▓▒░" Fang Xiu's calm voice sounded.

The old Taoist Wuwei's momentum stagnated, and he almost stumbled and fell to the ground.

Poor Fang Moli was looking forward to witnessing an important moment in his life, but was interrupted, and the light in his eyes dimmed a little.

At this time, Kong Jian also added a sentence in time: "Amitabha, in fact, my Buddhist sword of great light is also quite compatible with Xuanyuan Sword."

When the old Taoist Wuwei heard this, he stopped pretending and swung his sword quickly.

Swish!

With a sword, the sword energy spanned 30,000 miles, like the first ray of light when the world was opened, cutting through the darkness of the world. Wherever the sword energy went, it was indestructible and everything was broken!

"Ah!!"

The black god's eyes were bloodshot, veins on his face bulged, and he struggled violently.

"Move! Move!"

He fought desperately, trying to break free from the sword's lock and make his body move, but the combination of the sixth-level strongman and the Xuanyuan Sword was too strong.

The black god's mind flashed through a revolving lantern, and the past scenes came to his mind. When he was an ordinary black man, he was discriminated against and humiliated by ordinary white people.

Later, he became a black spirit master, thinking that he could get rid of discrimination, but he was discriminated against by white spirit masters again, until he met Mr. Zhou, he met the first ray of light in his life.

The new world described by Mr. Zhou made him yearn for it. It was a world without discrimination and everyone was equal, because people became weird, so there was no need to distinguish between skin colors.

"No! I can't die here! I want to witness the new world that Mr. Zhou said with my own eyes! How can I fall here!!"

Suddenly, the black god exploded!

The black flames on his body burned fiercely, his muscles bulged, his capillaries burst, blood oozed from his skin, and even his bones began to creak. With his strong will and unremitting efforts, he finally broke through the slightest restraint and moved!

He successfully shifted his body several inches and dodged the fatal sword, but he only dodged the vital part.

Swish!

The sword flashed, and one of his wings was cut off, turning into black fire and dissipating in the air.

When the sword was cut, the pressure around him dissipated instantly, and he finally resumed his movement.

Huh!

The black god was panting heavily, his eyes were still in shock, full of joy of surviving a disaster. Although he broke a wing and couldn't even repair it with the power of faith, at least he didn't die.

Wuwei Laodao was full of regret. If he had known earlier, he wouldn't have pretended to be cool and wasted time.

"Hahaha..." The Black God laughed up to the sky: "You couldn't kill me with your full strength sword, I want to see who else in this world can kill me!"

Looking at the arrogant Black God, Fang Xiu frowned slightly. He felt something was wrong, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.

"Amitabha, there is also a poor monk." At this time, Master Kongjian stepped forward and took the Xuanyuan Sword from the Taoist Wuwei.

The Black God's smile stopped abruptly. This time he did not sit and wait for death, but the whole person attacked Master Kongjian like teleportation, intending to snatch the Xuanyuan Sword.

Kongjian's face changed slightly, and he retreated quickly. Although the Xuanyuan Sword was powerful, it would always be a little unsatisfactory to force it, and it needed to accumulate power, which gave the Black God time difference.

"Wife." Fang Xiu called softly, and a beautiful figure suddenly appeared, rushing towards the Black God like a ghost. The sharp nails scratched lightly, and a blood line instantly appeared on the neck of the Black God.

He was horrified and retreated quickly, trying to use the power of faith to recover, but he found that the power of faith was useless and he could only rely on his body to recover.

In this time, Kong Jian had already accumulated enough power, raised the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand, and slashed it fiercely.

The sacred and heavy sword intent gushed out, bursting with infinite Buddha light, illuminating the universe. When the sword moved, it was as if billions of Brahma fires fell from the sky, vowing to burn all the weirdness in the world and purify all the sins.

The black god's body froze and fell into the revolving lantern again, and then relied on his amazing will to avoid the vital points again, and another wing was cut off.

Although he lost his wings and suffered heavy injuries, he was constantly supported by the power of faith. His current state was definitely stronger than Wuwei and Kong Jian who had consumed too much energy.

"Hahaha... Who else! Who will come and cut a sword for me to see?" The black god laughed wildly. The two sixth-levels were seriously exhausted, and he felt that no one could threaten him anymore.

"And me!" At this critical moment, Fang Moli stepped forward, picked up the Xuanyuan Sword, and his eyes were full of sword intent.

However, the black God did not take him seriously at all. A small fifth-level wielding the Xuanyuan Sword was not enough to scare him.

In the depths of the hell, Fang Xiu's brows were getting deeper and deeper, and the strange feeling of something wrong became more and more obvious. He wanted to verify his guess.

"Just you, a small fifth-level?"

Fang Moli took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "Yes, just me. I will let you know that true strength has never relied on levels..."

Before he finished speaking, the world shattered and everything returned to silence.

Fang Xiu committed suicide.

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"Fang Moli, give the Xuanyuan Sword to Wuwei."

"Wuwei, remember, after seeing God, don't say a word of nonsense, use all your strength to kill him."

"It's the captain!"

The scene reappeared, and this time Fang Xiu led everyone to attack the Garden of Eden again.

"Who is it! Who dares to come to the Garden of Eden!" The figure of the black god soared into the air. After seeing Fang Xiu and others, he was stunned for a moment and then became furious: "Fang Xiu! It's you! What are you doing here? The antique has already..."

"Purple Star Sword Intention, Emperor Star Shining Alone!" Wuwei Taoist directly slashed with a sword without any hesitation.

The black god's face changed wildly in an instant, and he directly transformed into the original angel form, trying to dodge, but it was useless.

But just when he was about to die under the Xuanyuan Sword, as if history was repeating itself, a strange thing happened.

He broke free from the restraints again, moved his body horizontally for several inches, avoided the fatal sword, and had one wing cut off!

"Ah!!! My wings!" The black god screamed miserably, and he looked particularly funny with only one wing left.

"Hahaha, you deserve it, what level are you, you dare to use the same wings as my brother Xiu!" Yang Ming mocked on the side.

Seeing this scene, Fang Xiu's eyes flashed with cold light, as expected!

He glanced around fiercely, trying to see the figure he had never seen before, but he could not see him at all.

"Zhou Qingfeng, since you are here, why don't you dare to show yourself?"