Chapter 136 Instant Kill

The way of magic power suddenly collapsed, which surprised the two people who fought.

"It's not good. I didn't expect that he could break my pupil. The eight sects are really powerful." Wu Pengwei was slightly shocked. For the first time in his life, his pupil was smashed by the other party's magic power.

The magic power is invalid, which is not the first time. On that day, he fought fiercely with the Zen Yin, and the other party could also break the magic power of the nightmare mirror, but he could only break the first weight, and gave Wu Pengwei a good opportunity.

But today, this Mr. Yinfeng did not break his magic power, but used his own magic power to defeat his magic power in one fell swoop, although his own magic power was also destroyed in the end.

This made Wu Pengwei hold the sea-burning spear tightly in his hand.

In fact, he did not know that the shock in Mr. Yinfeng's heart was even greater at this moment. The ten thousand books he practiced was one of the magic power of Haoran Sect. Although he only got the entrance to the Dharma, he was invincible and had never failed.

This magic power has been cultivated to the extreme. It is said that it can suppress a star. Mr. Yinfeng once used this magic power to kill a master at the level of soul generals, but today he was crushed by the other party's magic power.

Only one of the five hundred divine Taos in the infinite secret book is possible to fight against its own sect.

When I thought of this, there was a burst of ecstasy in Mr. Yinfeng's heart.

"Kill him, kill him and you can get his martial arts."

Mr. Yinfeng looked up to the sky and laughed. He rose to the sky. His body burst and turned into a gloomy wind sweeping over. In the gloomy wind, there was a sword and a dark sword.

Above this long sword is a dark soul beast, which is shaped like a cow and a tiger. Countless yin winds spewed out of its huge mouth, and the sound is like the wind tearing the iron sheet and rustling.

"Wind cow? The soul beast ranked 49th?" Wu Pengwei's eyes tightened, and the gun in his hand suddenly picked up. A little golden light burst out. In an instant, it soared to a huge golden snake with two-colored golden wings on its back. The golden snake was dozens of meters huge, surrounded by infinite golden fire. Between the spitting, the sunlight was dim.

The wind cow is against the feather snake.

In an instant, the wind and fire stirred. Within a radius of ten miles, the strong wind spread in a circle. Wherever it passed, it was a scorched black and desolation.

The two of them are equally divided again.

Mr. Yinfeng's temper was not good, but he couldn't take the other party. He immediately shouted angrily, and the soul sword in his hand shook. The huge wind Newton hissed for a long time. The roar cracked the sky, and the wind and fog spewed out of his mouth suddenly intensified. It was as sharp as thousands of strands of swords. The wind and fog hit like a sword silk, and the ground was blown away. Rice.

"Wind Sword Fog"

There was a storm out of thin air, and the dark sword fog was like a curtain that could not be rolled up, covering it lightly.

Wu Pengwei suddenly felt a murderous atmosphere above his head, and the air was torn to pieces by the black sword fog.

He held the gun in both hands, and then held the gun to the ground fiercely.

"Boom............"

A golden flame rolled up, and the fireworks were spread on the whole ground in an instant at a speed that was difficult to track with the naked eye, like a golden sea of fireworks.

"Burning the Sea of Fire"

Wu Pengwei's power of qi and blood surged out, and 70 real dragon light and shadows were all thrown into the sea of fire on the ground. The warmth of the dragon of qi and blood in the sea of fire rose up and swept straight towards the infinite sword fog pressed down.

“Boom..................”

There was another wild noise. The sword spirit touched the sea of fire, entangled to death, turned into a huge pillar of fire, and rose to the sky.

There is a big hole in the ground for no reason.

In the big pit, Mr. Yinfeng floated up, and there was a trace of blood on his cheeks, and the green silk was also much blackened. Half of it burned away, and his face was a little embarrassed.

Wu Pengwei half knelt in the middle of the pit, holding the sea-burning gun in his left hand, and the flesh and blood on his right arm were blurred, which was injured by the other party's sword fog.

Mr. Yinfeng's face was cold. He scratched the top of his head and stroked a large handful of scorched black hair down. He smiled ferociously and said, "Well, it's the first time someone can hurt me like this. In the Maha Star youth, you are the first person."

Wu Pengwei raised his right arm and smiled: "Similarly, you are also the first one."

"I'll give you a chance to submit to me. Cat Xiaojiu, I'll give you a wild girl. Even if you follow me, you will have the opportunity to enter the 'Haoran Sect', one of the eight sects, and become a real master, longevity."

"Dream about you, you will never have this possibility." Wu Pengwei looked at Mr. Yin Feng coldly, and his eyes were full of disdain.

"Idiot, you asked for everything. Go to hell." Mr. Yinfeng took a deep breath, and fifty real dragon lights and shadows on his head cracked out of the air. The power of qi and blood burned to the extreme, and the dark sword fog shrouded the hole again.

Wu Pengwei looked at him coldly and said only one sentence.

"Kill you, I only need one instant."

"Okay, it's crazy. I'll let you know that it's really awesome." Mr. Yinfeng raised the "Yinfeng Soul Sword" in his hand, as if he were as heavy as a mountain.

"The scholar uses a sword, and the focus is on taking the road. The road is more than the sword, and the road has no edge."

Mr. Yinfeng raised his sword and slowly sank.

In the sword, a huge book appeared. The book is as powerful as a mountain, and even the sharp yin wind sword is extremely thick.

With a sword, it made a thunderous roar.

Wu Pengwei half knelt on the ground, like a statue.

Until the other party's thick and mountain-like sword is about to cut his head, the virtual air pressure drops like a real thing, and the hair on his forehead is cracked inch by inch, and then moving forward half a centimeter. No matter how strong Wu Pengwei's body is, he can't stand such a huge sword pressure, and his body will be shattered into pieces.

Suddenly, a golden gun mark flashed like a dragon.

The burning sea gun was like a little golden light, tearing up the sword fog pressed down. No, it was not tearing it, but a glimpse of a gap in the sword fog. The gun body forced in, and the golden fireworks quickly expanded the gap like ice marks, and finally collapsed.

buzz............

In one percent of his breath, the tip of the gun pierced the body of Mr. Yinfeng and broke his stomach.

"How is that possible?" Mr. Yin Feng looked at the gun body that had fallen into his chest in disbelief, and spit out a mouthful of blood.

Wu Pengwei flashed behind him like a ghost and said in a low voice, "Because you are a fool and mistakenly made bad friends."

Mr. Yinfeng's eyes widened.

not far away, a red-haired red sword is falling from the sky, with cold eyes like two knives.

"It's you..." Mr. Yin Feng was shocked.

"Yes, it's him. It's a pity that you realized it too late." Wu Pengwei smiled in a low voice and suddenly pulled out the golden gun behind Mr. Yinfeng. The gun body burst out with blood, and in an instant it was burned into ashes by the golden flame erupting from the gun body.

The next moment, the golden fireworks bloomed like sunflowers in the body of the wind.

The next moment, Mr. Yinfeng's body turned into a golden fire.

Wu Pengwei rolled his sleeves and silently rolled these golden fires into his sleeves. He turned around and sucked this piece of golden fire quietly into his mouth between his sleeves. Then, he quietly looked at the Red Sword, who was suspended in the air not far away.

In the golden sea of fire, there is a yellow universe bag falling, and there is a dark sword.

The two flashed at the same time, as fast as two smokes.

With a bang, the two of them staggered through the air and breathed one percent. The two stopped again, but they changed their positions with each other.

"Good shooting, very sharp."

Mr. Red Sword has a soul sword in his right hand. On the blade, the light and shadow of the wind cow is like a shadow, roaring in the air.

Wu Pengwei also put the yellow Qiankun bag into his sleeve with a smile at this time and said lightly, "Your sword is also very fast. It is a famous weapon."

For Wu Pengwei, although the five-grade soul sword is sharp, it is nothing. Forging the soul sword is his best thing. Killing and grabbing treasure, the collection of Mr. Yinfeng made him feel moved.

Mr. Red Sword looked down at the dark soul sword in his hand and flicked his fingers.

"For me, the sword is everything."

"So you want to kill this Mr. Yinfeng, not only for his sword, but also because he is too talented to make you dim." Wu Pengwei said lightly.

The red sword raised its head, and a red red hair root stood up, like a sword rain.

"Don't you think you're too smart? Some words have long been said that they will lose their lives, and even die.

Wu Pengwei smiled coldly: "Red sword, don't think I don't know. You have long had the intention to kill people with a knife, and you don't want to leave a living, right? I advise you not to kill me, because as long as I die, in less than a day, the owner of Yinfeng City can know who killed his son. . "

In the canopy, a dark fireworks are silently forming behind Wu Pengwei, and one hand is less than an inch away from the back of Wu Pengwei's head.

Just hearing this, the dark hand shrank back.

"Ky, don't play tricks." The voice of the red sword was cold, and the hand holding the sword was clenched.

Wu Pengwei took out a white crystal ball from his arms. When he threw it in the air, a scene was reflected in the crystal ball. It was the scene when Wu Pengwei and Mr. Red Sword met the day before yesterday. Even the voice came out word for word, which was clearly audible.

"Pictorial crystal ball? Damn it!"

The red sword's eyes suddenly tightened, and an invisible sword spirit came out, and immediately tore the crystal ball of the sound painting into pieces.

Wu Pengwei said lightly, "It's okay. You tear me up. Even at the moment you kill me with your sword, I can guarantee that in less than half a day, someone will give the same sound and painting crystal ball to the Lord of Yinfeng City."

"Bunno, are you threatening?" The red sword lost its calmness, and its red hair rose like a sword again.

"No, it's just an insurance." Wu Pengwei turned around without looking back, and a pair of qi and blood wings appeared behind him. With a move in the air, he suddenly flew thousands of miles away and flew to the direction of the Red Sky City.

There is only one sentence left that makes the red sword regret.

"Red Sword Prince, people say that it is a big net in the sixth world of Shennian. I hope that the news of killing Mr. Yin Feng should not be leaked. If something happens to me, it will be difficult for you to escape from the same network line. Thank you very much."

The red sword was furious and wanted to catch up and kill it.

Only at this time, a black fire came out of the void. In the black fire, there was a face as thin as bark.

"Red sword, you underestimate this son. It seems that he has the pupil magic power that can reproduce the scene. In this move, you are very stinky, but don't worry, since the uncle is here, he will remove this scourge for you, but not now, now, what you have to do is to eliminate all the traces of Mr. Yinfeng was killed."

The old man in the black fire is indifferent, but there is an unbelievable pressure.

(I'm very upset today. I had a conflict with the website and was deducted and clicked. I didn't brush it. Do I need to do this? I'm very angry and in a bad mood. I just updated it now. Please forgive me.)