God level funny comparison system

The night was hazy, and the sound of the waves continued to roll.

When Zhang Long raised his head, a dozen meters in front of him, outside a collapsed wall, was already full of people, all of them men in black.

The black robes swelled, forming the sound of hunting, and the two sides faced each other quietly for a while. The seemingly quiet air was silently stirring under the aura of both sides, blowing the dust on the ground from time to time, blowing up the dust in the air. Scroll randomly.

Leading the group were four men in black with jumpsuits and hats on their heads. The black robes swept the floor, and there was a bloody crescent-like mark in the center of the hats.

And behind the four men in black, there are more than 30 men in black, but they are not dressed like this. Although they are all in black robes, they don't wear hats, but wear a strange mask on their faces. The mask, a pure black human face mask, only has a blood-colored crescent moon drawn horizontally on the forehead.

All the more than 30 people, except for the leader who was empty-handed, the rest were all carrying silver-white long swords.

It was dawn, the sky was hazy, and the countless silver-white long swords glowed with a layer of bright white light, and the vision of both sides became more real.

"Are you Zhang Long?" came a hoarse and gloomy voice, and one of the four leaders spoke.

Hearing this rather familiar voice, Zhang Long grinned, "Oh, what a coincidence."

It's really a coincidence, judging from the voices, these four people should be the four people who almost killed Zhang Long in Shuojing.

But these four people were not interested in coincidences, the eyes of the man in black were hidden in the darkness under the hat, and the hoarse voice came again, "It turns out that the outsider who killed Xing Hai and went to the Fengling Islands, both It's you?"

"You guessed it right." Zhang Long smiled evilly, standing upright.

From behind, Meng Hongchen and a group of students surged over and gathered behind Zhang Long, with their long swords on the stage and murderous aura, they stared at each other covetously.

"Meng Que also died because of him. This kid is not easy to deal with." At this time, a black-robed man among the four whispered something to the leading companion.

Although it was a whisper, but the voice was not deliberately lowered. Zhang Long heard it clearly. He cast his eyes on the man in black, and immediately understood that this guy should be the subordinate of the Dark God Sect that he had met twice.

"It seems that everything is here today, just in time, so I won't have to look for it." Slightly raising his head, Zhang Long said loudly with a look of arrogance.

"You seem to be very confident. In Shuojing, if the members of the General Union of Science and Wushu were not in the way, you would have died." The man in black's hat moved, and the hoarse voice came again, as if he was still using ventriloquist , the two gazes under the hat were locked on Zhang Long as if they were actually swords.

"One moment and another moment. If you do it again, it's not certain who will die. Let's take the move."

"Shuh... roar..."

Said leisurely, Zhang Long made a move, and in the silver-white scabbard behind him, the Burning Flame Demon Sword seemed to feel the breath of battle, and it automatically rose into the sky.

One of the black and red swords soared up, sixteen spars were brightly lit, and the red fire rushed up, leaving a red flame in the sky in an instant, brightening the night.

"Bang!" Zhang Long stepped on the ground, followed Feitian, reaching a height of hundreds of meters in an instant, and then held the sword in both hands.

"Li, hate, God!"

The third form of Chiyue Seven Slashes.Hate is as strong as it is powerful.

"Roar..." The sound of howling ghosts and wolves was mixed with the low roar of the Scorching Demon Sword, like the voice of a devil, a huge skull transformed into the rising flames of the Scorching Demon Sword, and the next Seconds later, a flame-condensed sword light rose into the sky, reaching a length of tens of meters, and then slashed down in the air with Zhang Long's hands.

Everyone was stunned. When they looked up at the sky, their eyes were filled with red flames. In the fire, Zhang Long stood upright in a black school uniform, holding a sword in both hands, and danced with the flames all over the sky.

Staring at this scene, the four leading men in black frowned obviously, and took a step back involuntarily, and the 30 people behind them scattered even more.

It's a pity that there was no time to dodge, that red light, like a shooting star carrying a fire, crashed down like a crushing meteor.

The sound of hula-la made the ears tremble, and the tens of meters long red sword light streaked across the void, the sky and the ground trembled, and the void shook countless ripples, like a spring breeze blowing across the sea, and the real sea, at this moment, also The air waves on the flat ground kept churning.

"Boom!" Caught off guard, the red sword light tens of meters long hit the ground with a curtain of fire, and a white light erupted from the hard ground, like an earthquake, and a deep crack burst out , spread rapidly towards the front, and the earth trembled more and more violently.

The sky is like a rain of fire, and there are flocculent flames everywhere.

The camp of the men in black was cut out of a passage in the middle, and the four leaders retreated quickly towards the two sides and survived. However, the subordinates on both sides of the passage were not so lucky. In the middle of the sword glow, with their heads in different places, there were a few who were blown far away with their bodies covered in flames. After hitting a few walls, they fell to the ground and burned motionless. The rest of the people who were far away, They were all rushed far away by the huge waves brought by the sword light before stopping.

"His cultivation has improved again!" The black-clothed man who had met at the Demon Sect exclaimed in shock.

"Wow, are you afraid too? Ahaha..." Zhang Long laughed nervously, and saw a flame suddenly rushing down a hundred meters above the sky, and the black and red sword glowed straight as if it was burning red. Pointing to the front, followed by a large tail flame, it really looks like a shooting star.

"Let's go together." The hoarse ventriloquist came, and the four men in black who had retreated to the rear of the camp retreated tens of meters again, and then flew into the air.

All of a sudden, Zhang Long fought with the four of them, staying away from the battlefield here.

"Om..." Before reaching the four people, the void in front of Zhang Long suddenly trembled, feeling the sudden danger with his tyrannical mental strength, Zhang Long swung his sword across without any hesitation.

"Crack..." Four huge sword shapes appeared in the void, lined up. Unfortunately, before they had time to attack, they were hit by an arc-shaped red light that swayed from the Scorching Flame Demon Sword. Instantly, The red light and the shape of the sword all exploded, and the flames and bright fragments flew, while Zhang Long forcibly smashed through the dense energy fragments, and killed the four people again.

The fiery red and crystal bright energies were shattered more finely under the violent collision, but Zhang Long was safe and sound, and his speed was still like a red lightning.

"How can this person's cultivation improve so fast?" Among the four men in black, one man in black couldn't hold back the astonishment in his heart, and cried out aloud.

The last time I saw Zhang Long in Shuojing, I found that this young man's cultivation was extraordinary. I didn't expect that after seeing him for half a month, his strength was beyond what four people could handle. It was incredible.

"Ah ha ha... look at the trick!" Zhang Long was full of excitement, holding the Flame Demon Sword in his hand, feeling that the whole world was stepping on his feet, allowing the slaughter!
"Whoosh!" A stream of light flashed, and Zhang Long threw the Scorching Flame Demon Sword out.

"Hiss..." The man in black who spoke just now stared at the flaming sword flying towards him, gasped, his eyes trembled, and a huge sword instinctively appeared in the void in front of him. Collided with the Scorching Flame Demon Sword.

There was a cracking sound, like a piece of paper being torn apart by a tiger. The transparent sword shape, under the flame demon sword, had no power to resist, and it was shattered in an instant, but the speed of the flame demon sword was not the slightest. Undiminished, passed through the sword shape, and continued to shoot ahead.

"Woo...uh..."

The body of the man in black standing in mid-air suddenly stiffened, and a painful groan came out of his throat.

"Hiss..." Their gazes turned to their companions, and the other three men in black also raised their heads slightly, gasping for air, and the shock in their eyes turned into fear.

The man in black who got the trick slowly lowered his head and looked at his chest. A straight sword mark as long as two palms was clearly visible on his chest. It was left by the burning flame sword passing through his body. The traces gathered by the red-hot sparks are rapidly spreading towards the surroundings of his body. Wherever the traces pass, all the flesh and blood, including clothes, are all turned into fly ash and swirled up.

"what……"

When the entire chest turned into a large pile of sparks scattered, the man in black finally raised his head and let out a stern roar. Unfortunately, before his voice fell, the fiery red eyes covered the top of his head, and at the same time, the flames below were also blown away. Its entire feet are covered.

With a whimper, the whole person turned into fly ash.

"Shua!" Turning their eyes back, the other three men in black looked at Zhang Long again, with a hint of anger in their eyes, and the large void around the three began to stir, with ripples layer upon layer.

The three of them were angry, and they also felt the danger. Today's Zhang Long is indeed beyond comparison with the past.

And the battle on the other side has also begun.

More than 80 people including Meng Hongchen rushed into the camp with less than 30 people left, and it was also a destructive formation.

After these days of hard training, Zhang Long and his brothers have made considerable progress in strength. In addition, they all use the spirit snake sword technique. The masked man in black who condensed his spiritual power could not be blocked at all.

The sound of killing was loud, and more than 80 people were like an invincible iron army, majestic and majestic, harvesting people's lives like chopping cabbage. In less than a few minutes, more than 30 people were all strangled.