God-level Stealing System

"Only you?"

The killing intent of the Demon Sect was overwhelming. He recognized the silence and hated the silence as much as Lin Ran. If it hadn't been for silence, he would have led him to attack the Zidang Mountains and broke his unparalleled Jedi array.

Another person dragged dozens of martial artists in the Heaven-Stopping Realm. How could he fail in the battle of the Zidang Mountains?

"Just rely on me!" Silently nodded slowly.

Mozong sneered, his body suddenly disappeared, and he wanted to go straight to Lin Ran over the silence.

There was a sudden thunder on Ziran Peak, and the silence suddenly appeared thousands of feet above the sky.

The Demon Sect changed direction, broke through to the left, silently followed resolutely, not allowing him to pass himself.

The demon sect changed direction again, the speed was extremely terrifying, smashing the sky, blowing violent winds and waves.

Silence broke through the wind, cut open the big waves, and the purple thunder pierced through the afterimages, chasing after the demon sect.

The two walked faster and faster, and the entire Ziran Peak became their chase ground. The sky and the ground, six and all directions, were full of their phantoms.

Such a rapid speed made the ordinary disciples of eleven sects stunned. Even some true disciples of the Eighty and Nine Heavens in the Profound Origin Realm could not tell the real body of the two.

Moxin, Yu Xiu and others were still in a stalemate, and did not fight, they distracted and watched Silence's chase and battle with Mozong.

The seven major disciples of Lingbei County and Jiangtian County were shocked. They had only heard about the battle of the Zidang Mountain Range, and realized that if they held an army of five thousand warriors, they would not be inferior to silence.

At this point, they are still a bit naive. It is not difficult to hold five thousand warriors in their hands. The difficult thing is how to hold everyone's arrogant warriors!

Yu Xiu kept staring at Moxin, and he did not dare to be distracted.

Zhao Yuyao stared at the silent back, her eyes glowing with brilliance, this man is indeed extraordinary.

He Xiao could also faintly follow the silent afterimage, which made the limelight flourish, so she was a little bit arrogant and restless, could the Profound Origin Realm really be so strong?

"silence?"

The eyes of the devil's heart flickered, and the corners of her delicate lips provoked an evil smile. She originally thought that there was only one man in the three counties, Lin Ran.

Unexpectedly, there is another funny little guy.

"Is it still a short line? It's not a martial skill that suits you, it really doesn't work..."

Silence blocked the Demon Sect, and the speed was so fast that only the Xuanyuan realm tenth heaven martial artist could barely keep an eye on his true body, but Silent knew that he was not fast enough!

In terms of the level of cultivation technique and proficiency in martial arts, he and the demon sect are at the same level, in terms of combat experience, the state of confronting the enemy on the spot, and the feeling of battle.

However, he still missed the front line of Demon Sect!

Although the Mozong couldn't get past the silence for half a step, the silence would never catch him!

This made Silence more vigilant, and once again determined his future direction. He knew that the demon sect was stronger than him, and it was the trace of Taoism.

Martial arts practice to the extreme, it is close to Tao!

The process that is close to Dao is the process of martial artist comprehending martial arts, and the process of martial artist running into martial arts.

A kind of martial arts, two people cultivate, because of their physical, temperament, and talents, there will be slight differences.

This difference is not wrong, but it is precisely because of the existence of this difference that this kind of martial arts is only yours!

The Mozong’s "devil step" was his own cultivation to the level of proficiency, so he fits with him extremely well, and that silk Daoyun belongs only to him.

The silent "purple light step" was stolen from Zhou Qianshan. Although stepping on the footsteps of the predecessors could save a lot of time, the final cultivation was only Zhou Qianshan's purple light step.

It is not silence!

Although the power is still strong, it is commonplace to kill the enemy by the higher level, but if you face the real strong, you will be a bit short.

"Silence, you are looking for death!"

The Demon Sect looked gloomy and finally got angry. He avoided silence not because he was afraid of silence, but because he was more afraid of Lin Ran than silence.

So I wanted to kill Lin Ran before turning back to kill the silence.

No, Silence also has such a powerful footwork, and has cultivated to the level of perfection like him. Although not as good as him, he can't get past Silence.

This made him no longer hesitate. He reached out and took out a pitch-black seven-foot long knife. Under the blade, even the space was distorted.

This is a truly treasured sword with the power of law poured into it!

"Avenue Demon Slash!"

The Demon Sect slashed out, and a thousand-zhang magic knife suddenly appeared on the Ziran Peak. The magic knife did not show the slightest power, and it was all restrained on the blade. This even more manifested the horror of the knife.

Under the magic knife, the rich heaven and earth vitality on Ziran Peak was quickly evaporating, and the incomparably sturdy space became thinner visible to the naked eye, like a lotus root that was broken by force, and the mysterious lines became more and more slender.

This is a sign that the space is about to collapse!

"Promise swordsmanship, ten thousand swords into one!"

The expression of silence was solemn, but not in the slightest, the Purple Cloud God Thunder Sword pierced out, and countless sword auras were condensed into one body, compressed into three feet length under the control of silence, facing the magic knife.

Compared with footwork, silence may be worse than Demon Sect, but if it is attacking martial arts, silence's comprehension of Promise Swordsmanship, although it has the shadow of Zhou Qianshan, has already walked its own way.

In the prefecture-level inferior martial arts, he does not lose anyone!

The moment the sword collided, Zhao Yuyao and the others suddenly shrank, because between the point where the sword and the tip of the sword intersect, an extremely thin...black crack appeared!

"I thought he was the only one in Xuanyuan who could break the space, and at most one Lin Ran...that silence..."

The devil's heart gradually became serious. Generally speaking, only the strong in the law realm can have the strength of Shattered Void.

The collision between Silence and Demon Sect does not mean that they have reached the level of the law realm, but the sharpness of the local weapons occupy the main factor.

But when the two of them were in the Profound Origin Realm, they were able to break the space, which I have to admit, it was amazing!

"court death!"

In the huge explosion, the Demon Sect vomited several mouthfuls of blood, but became more and more mad, forcibly stopped the regressive body, and killed himself in silence.

Silence did not succeed. After silently reciting the Bing Xin Jue, he kept absolute calm and removed the remaining prestige of the explosion, and saw the blade forced by the Demon Sect.

The Demon Sect came with rage, and completely suppressed the silence for a while. The silence could only be elusive. From time to time, there was an extra wound on his body, which seemed to be in the line of life and death.

Every time it collided, the Purple Cloud God Thunder Sword in his hand would knock a gap, and even half of the sword tip would shatter in the first collision.

Morey hadn't broken through the law realm yet, and the Purple Cloud God Thunder Sword was not a real local sword after all, and could not compete with the magic sword of the Demon Sect.

Silent without joy or sorrow, as if not seeing the injury on the body, only silently saying in my heart: "Four, five, six, seven..."

After the ninth move, the gap on the Purple Cloud God Thunder Sword was repaired, and even the broken tip of the sword grew again.

The silent brows suddenly frowned, because his brother had bumped ten times and didn't cut the sword of the Demon Sect?

"Ding, the first collision, stealing the character's magic sect's treasure sword, the one-hundredth rule of magic!"

...

"No, your sword is weird!" After thirty moves, the Demon Sect suddenly shouted, a trace of panic flashed in his eyes, and finally realized that something was wrong with the sword in his hand.

"It's late." Silent eyes were cold, and said lightly.

The long sword was cut, and the purple thunder exploded.

Supernatural powers, purple qi is coming from the east!

In fact, Mozong had been guarding against the silent supernatural powers. At this moment, his mind was lost and he was finally silenced to seize the opportunity.

Countless purple sword qi exploded in his body, and the Demon Sect instantly became a blood man, falling from high altitude.

"Silence, you really...damn it!"

The demon sect roared fiercely, swallowed a pill, and his decayed aura immediately returned to its peak.

And surpassed swiftly, and once again burst toward stronger!

That's... the earth-level middle-grade pill, the heart demon pill!

When the Demon Sect fell to the ground, a huge pit with a radius of several hundred meters suddenly appeared on Ziran Peak. He rose into the sky, and the speed was several times faster than before!

Silent heart beats wildly, a huge life and death crisis enveloped him, holding his sword to block him.

Click!

The Purple Heaven God Thunder Sword, which absorbed the material of the magic sect's local treasure sword and the law of the small half magic way, broke off!