Eschatological System

boom!

With a heavy step on the sole of the foot, the terrifying power erupted in an instant. With the sole of the foot as the center, invisible ripples scattered in all directions, and the vast divine power bombarded by the six white-robed old men was instantly annihilated.

Whoosh!

In an instant, Ke Bei appeared in front of an old man in white robes, and his bronze-colored fists blatantly struck out.

Others are going to kill him, so Ke Bei will naturally show no mercy!

The master of the Qingyue Pavilion wanted to silence Ke Bei and keep the secrets of the inheritance of the Star God and Demon Palace. Ke Bei also planned to take a step back at the beginning, but he didn't expect that the other party would dare to kill him. If this is the case, let's kill them all!

boom!

The bronze fist cut through the space, fell like a meteor, and hit an old man in white robe in an instant. The power of the peak of the middle world master realm, like a raging wolf, poured out in an instant, directly blasting the body of the old man in white robe became smashed.

With one punch, the white-robed old man who possessed the perfect cultivation of the lower realm master fell!

The gap between the lower realm master realm and the middle realm master realm peak was too great, Ke Bei directly exploded with all his strength in this shot, without holding back at all.

"Yunyang!"

The other five old men in white robes exclaimed at the same time as Pavilion Master Qingyue.

"died!"

"Yunyang is a perfect powerhouse of the lower world master realm, and a small powerhouse of the void realm actually beat Yunyang to death with one punch!"

Pavilion Master Qingyue's eyes widened suddenly, her white robe was windless, and a murderous intent burst out from her slightly emaciated body.

Shocked, stunned, unbelievable!

There is a complicated look in the eyes of the master of the Qingyue Pavilion. His mood at the moment is very complicated. In his eyes, Ke Bei is just a strong man with a perfect virtual realm. Ke Bei ranked tenth at best.

But when Ke Bei killed Yunyang, who had a perfect cultivation level of the lower world master, his calm heart suddenly caused an uproar.

At this moment, Pavilion Master Qingyue hesitated a little, should he kill Ke Bei?

With the talent that Kebei showed at this moment,

Even in Qianlongxing, where geniuses gather, it is definitely one of the best existences, no matter where such geniuses are. They are all treasures. If Ke Bei is killed, Qianlongxing will definitely pursue him. Once he finds out that he killed Ke Bei, even Ziyuedongtian will not be able to keep him!

Qianlongxing is the real overlord!

Although Qianlongxing does not have an actual site. It just occupied a living planet. However, none of the nine major alliances, including the Galaxy Alliance and the Illusory God Alliance, dared to provoke Qianlongxing.

"What should I do? Kill or not?"

Pavilion Master Qingyue gritted his teeth tightly. Just when he was hesitating, Ke Bei made a bold move. He killed three white-robed old men in succession.

"This kid's talent is too heaven-defying. I didn't give him face just now. Now he has killed three Ziyue Dongtians, and the beam has been formed!"

Gritting his teeth tightly, Pavilion Master Qingyue clenched his fists. A murderous intent suddenly flashed in the depths of his eyes.

"Since it's already like this, let's kill it!"

Taking a deep breath, Pavilion Master Qingyue finally made up her mind.

At this moment, Ke Bei stepped on the sole of his foot suddenly, and instantly appeared in front of another old man in a white robe.

"die!"

With a low growl, Ke Bei suddenly raised his fist and slammed it fiercely at the fourth white-robed old man.

"Go away!"

Just when Ke Bei's fist was about to hit the fourth white-robed old man, Pavilion Master Qingyue gave a cold shout and took a sudden step. Appeared in front of the fourth white-robed old man in an instant.

"Silver Moon Slashes Green Mountain!"

Pavilion Master Qingyue drew a mysterious arc with his palm, and a silver light flashed suddenly, which instantly turned into a small silver sword. With his two fingers together, he slashed at Ke Bei's fist.

Whoosh!

The silver light suddenly appeared. The small silver sword exudes an extremely sharp aura, and the invisible sword intent pervades the entire space. In an instant, criss-cross lines appear in the pale red void, and the space seems to be cut into countless neat squares. This is just the aura released by the little silver sword!

The real sword glow had already struck Ke Bei's fist.

Clang!

The little silver sword and Ke Bei's bronze-colored fist collided together, making a crisp sound of gold and iron.

"Crush me!"

Ke Bei yelled violently. The fist vibrated slightly, and countless punches were thrown out in an instant.

boom!

The small silver sword was shattered inch by inch, but Ke Bei's fist was not damaged at all.

After practicing eight or nine profound arts, although it is only the second level, his physical strength has reached the peak of the middle world master realm. What is more terrifying than strength is Ke Bei's defense!

Even those extremely powerful gods and demons in Qianhe Secret Realm can't match Ke Bei's defense.

"What a horrible body!"

The Qingyue pavilion master suddenly took a deep breath. He knew the sharpness of the silver sword very well. Even ordinary mid-level world masters could not resist it, but Ke Bei relied on his physical strength to shatter the silver sword.

"You back off."

Waving to the remaining three white-robed old men, the shocked look on Qingyue Pavilion Master's face gradually subsided, and he ordered in a deep voice.

Ke Bei's performance amazed him more and more, and made him more and more incomprehensible, but Qingyue Pavilion Master was only surprised and shocked, and Ke Bei's perfect cultivation in the virtual realm was not in his eyes.

As the master of the Qingyue Pavilion, he is the strongest existence in the consummation of the middle world masters. Even though Ke Bei's strength is amazing, even a little evil, he does not regard Ke Bei as an opponent in his heart.

"yes!"

The three old men in white robes looked at Ke Bei in horror, and immediately stepped back with their soles lightly.

"You amaze me more and more, but the more surprised you are by the strength you show, the closer you are to death!"

There was a ferocious smile on the face of Pavilion Master Qingyue.

"Yeah?"

Ke Bei shrugged, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, he said casually.

"However, if you're surprised just like that, wouldn't your jaw drop to the ground next? Hehe, it doesn't matter if the minibus falls, and you must not lose your face."

Intentionally or unintentionally, his eyes glanced at the other three old men in moon white robes. The Qingyue pavilion master wanted to kill Ke Bei, and Ke Bei also wanted to kill them!

"Hmph, let me show you the true power of the Ziyue Sword Code!"

Pavilion Master Qingyue's eyes froze suddenly, and he drew a circle in the air with his right hand, and a pair of small silver swords appeared in an instant.

Buzz~~

The small silver sword oscillated slightly, and slowly spun, with mysterious and unpredictable trajectories, gradually forming a sword array!

huh huh huh~~

In the center of the sword formation composed of small silver swords, a ray of purple sword light slowly appeared. With the rotation of the small silver sword, the purple sword light gradually solidified, turning into a small purple sword with a size of three inches.