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Chapter forty-seven fist broken magic knife

 "Demon, die!"

The sound of anger was like a dragon's roar, like a tiger's roar. The sound waves were empty, stirring the wind and clouds, resounding throughout the world, and rolling in.

Under dusk, the fields in Nanhe River, with this roar, the wind blew and the grass and trees rustled.

Everyone saw a purple figure on the mountain behind the demon stomped the hillside, jumped up, and pounced down from the steep mountain, like a ball of purple clouds, coming from the sky.

The wind roared, and the purple figure was like a floating light, sweeping quickly, and it crossed a distance of hundreds of meters in the blink of an eye.

A thousand meters behind the army, Commander Zhang Quansheng was shocked by the sudden roar. He had seen the defeat of the Yiren Feitian King, and was ready to give an order to kill the demon at all costs.

Just as he raised his hand and was about to issue the order to launch the missile, the purple figure roared, and a huge sound echoed through the sky, trembling people's ears buzzing, making his right hand raising stopped.

"Who is this? Another strange man? Can he defeat the demon?" Zhang Quansheng couldn't help but think, "Listen to his voice and look at his momentum, he should be another strange man king who is no less than the Feitian King, but there is no description of this person in the top 100 strange man in China! Who is this?"

"Yes, there are many masters among the people, and many kirins are hidden in the wilderness. After the changes in the world, all living beings are equal. Everyone has the possibility of rising. Some people like to be low-key, and it is understandable that they have not appeared in the public eye."

Zhang Quansheng has such rich experience in life. Based on the current situation, he immediately came up with a conclusion to convince himself. Then he waved his hand to call an assistant beside him and said, "Go now and check all the possible alien masters in several nearby counties!"

"Yes, the leader!" After the assistant got the order, he hurriedly left.

Zixia's magical power was activated, and purple mist covered the whole body. Xu Zifan quickly rushed down the hillside and ran towards the demon.

Originally, he was watching the battle on the hillside, and was still observing the strange monsters and powerful aliens after the changes in the world to broaden his horizons. As a result, the Feitian King suddenly lost and was about to die.

Although he is not an enemy or friend with both sides, he has his own principles. When demons slaughter humans and the Flying King fights against demons, he clearly knows what he should do and what he should do. This is the righteousness.

At this time, military equipment videos were broadcast live nationwide. At the moment when the purple figure appeared, professional equipment debuggers had recorded Xu Zifan.

The audience who watched the video saw that the Feitian King suddenly lost and was about to die, and was very sad and sighed!

Even some fans of the Flying King began to cover their faces, not wanting to see their idols being killed. Some girls shed tears and cried!

At this time, a sudden change occurred, shocking everyone. Everyone stared at the situation in the video.

"Who is this? The purple air all over my body is extremely fast. Which alien king is it?" Someone began to think about who this is.

"Is it not in line with the temperament of any expert on the Chinese Top 100 Indie Score? Is it a newly promoted king-level expert?" someone said.

At this time, Xu Zifan's magical power was at its peak, and purple mist filled his body, his figure was like a illusion, like a floating light, and also a glimpse of shadow. In an instant, he shuttled through several hundred meters away and appeared behind the demon.

The tree demon reacted as the moment Xu Zifan roared, and the two slender dark green eyes were strange and terrifying, becoming solemn again. From the momentum, it could feel that the person coming was no less than it.

“Woo…”

The sound of ghost roar sounded, and another dark magic knife of the tree demon was carrying heavy ghost shadows. The ghost roars penetrated through the void and slashed towards the purple figure flying towards it.

Xu Zifan was about ten feet away from the demon at this time. Looking at the strange face of the demon in front of him and the body shape of the demon with a strong yin energy, he was shocked.

In the world of Swordsman, although he has also experienced bloody killing, the people who fight him are all humans.

Now that I suddenly fought against demons and aliens at close range, I still couldn't help but feel scared and fearful. This is a psychological instinct that is fearful and fearful. As a person who grew up in modern society, although he has experienced the killing of the world of Swordsman and Proud Wanderer, the fear of demons in his heart cannot be removed in a short time.

A burst of purple true energy flowed, and suddenly Xu Zifan's mind was cool. He suppressed the fear in his heart. The purple divine light in his eyes burst into tears, and he shouted angrily: "Kill!"

At this time, his mind was already calm, and his murderous intent came out in his heart, sweeping around him. He wanted to try his best to get rid of the demons in front of him. This was his test for himself.

The Zixia magic power was at its peak, and Xu Zifan's figure further accelerated.

The huge black magic sword cut through the space, with a magnificent momentum and slashed at the extreme speed.

boom!

The magic sword was fierce, as if it was creating the world, and slashed towards Xu Zifan. The purple figure was scattered, and the magic sword slashed into the earth. The ground trembled, the earth burst, and the earth flew up, and a deep pit appeared on the ground.

"Hmm? What's going on? It's over? I was killed instantly as soon as I appeared?" The soldiers watching the game and the audience in front of the screen were surprised. They obviously looked like masters, but now they are really doing something, and they can't even hold on to a single move?

"No, what is that?" someone exclaimed, pointing to a corner of the battlefield on the screen.

The moment the tree demon slashed the purple figure, he knew that it was just a phantom, and then waved his sword and slashed out again.

It has been only a few seconds since Xu Zifan appeared. At this time, Xu Zifan had appeared next to the first magic sword of the tree demon, and this sword was about to kill the Flying King.

The purple mist wrapped around the fist, with great force and heavy force. It was the "Stones and Shatters" in Huashan Boxing Pu Yu Fist, followed by another move "Pink Stones and Shatters and Jade Broken".

Huashan Puyu Boxing, this boxing technique has great force and force. One punch is like an iron piercing rock and a giant axe breaks out.

At this time, Xu Zifan's physical strength combined with Zixia's magical power to use the Jade Fist, which had already exceeded the scope of ordinary martial arts. He could really break out of small mountains and was unparalleled in power.

At this time, the air was roaring under the force of his fist, and the strong wind brought out roared away.

Boom! Boom!

Two huge explosions sounded, and Xu Zifan's two purple fist lights slammed on the giant black magic sword, with energy everywhere, and the sky around him was exploding.

Click!

Suddenly, a broken sound came, and cracks appeared in the middle of the giant black magic sword where Xu Zifan's purple fist light hit. Then purple mist rushed in, dense, and extremely strong, dispelling the black ghost shadow.

“Woo…”

The sound of ghost roar sounded, and the black magic sword broke into two pieces. The blade in front turned into a black ghost shadow all over the sky, with yin energy surging. At this time, the ghost shadows seemed to have finally escaped from the constraints of the tree demon and flew away and dissipated one after another.

At this time, another person quickly ran out of the military front. The man was thin, had a bald head, dark skin, but his arms were more than twice as thick as his thighs.

The man looked at the battlefield ahead and his arms stretched out to dozens of feet in an instant, and grabbed the Feitian King who was still alive that was falling from the air. In a flash, his arms shortened and his pale face had been brought back to the man. Then several people quickly ran out of the army and rescued the Feitian King.
Chapter completed!
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