Chapter 147: Famous Traditional Chinese Medicine, Windy Family 35

"What is it?" Zhan Ling Ao and Zhan Lei Yan exclaimed at the same time. They only saw that the domineering bright silver light turned into a galactic waterfall and shot towards Zhan Ling Ao in an instant. When Zhan Leiyan saw this, the mountain-like body immediately moved away, with a loud noise and the floor of the feet stepped out of a big hole and then the doll was big. He roared towards the summer wind.

Xia Feng's eyes were always calm, and the hall was full of energy, and a violent momentum permeated the surroundings, like a hurricane, and the face of the person was cut like a knife.

Zhan Leiyan's body had moved, and he didn't even wear his trousers. He jumped over with his bare buttocks, which was comparable to a rock-like whip. The air was swept away by this strong sweep, bang, which was simply shocking.

But Xia Feng didn't even watch Zhan Leiyan, which really made him feel a little heartbeat. It was that guy!

"I want to use your head as a chamber pot!!" Zhan Leiyan's body finally arrived beside Xia Feng. Xia Feng, who had always been silent, was shooting out of the silver needle, attacking Zhan Ling Ao. This guy suddenly appeared, which naturally made Xia Feng angry.

"Noise! Get out of here!!"

Xia Feng scolded angrily, and then the big slap and a hurricane brazenly took a picture of Zhan Lei Yan.

"The Troll Destroys the Palm!" Xia Feng suddenly shouted in his heart.

"The Troll Destroyed the Palm" is one of the many immortals or physical arts in the immortal world. At the beginning, in the heyday of the summer wind, when this move was used, ten miles of mountains could be driven into the ground and turned into sieve powder!

However, the original Xia Feng condensed could not be used in the later stage.

But now it has reached the peak of condensation, and you can barely use the power of one ten, but it is enough to make Xia Feng hit the other party hard!

Xia Feng's palm rose straight against the wind, as if wrapped in a layer of black flames, wrapping his whole palm. Then the thunderbolt caught the thick calf of Zhan Leiyan and grasped it fiercely. Then there was a crunchy sound, and the leg bone was broken. Then Xia Feng patted the void of Zhan Leiyan.

The "Troll's Destroyed Palm" hit the chest of Zhan Leiyan with a whimpering whistle. His ribs were broken and spit blood and flew upside down, and even there was an unconcealed horror in his eyes.

How can this thin guy be so strong? He is also a man of the ancient martial arts family? How can it be that his power is so huge? I'm like an ant in front of him. Who is he? Summer breeze? It's impossible. It's impossible that I haven't heard of this kind of young genius!

When Zhan Leiyan vomited blood and flew backwards, his mind changed. The blade at Zhan Ling's waist had already been pulled out, and the long sword in his hand turned into a sword in his hand and the eight silver needles fought fiercely. Xia Feng sneered and said flatly, "Don't you like to enjoy it with that thing? Then be a eunuch for the rest of your life!"

After saying that, Xia Feng waved his hand, and two silver lights appeared in the palm of his hand again. Then he waved his sleeves, and the silver needle turned into two silver lights in the blink of an eye.

"No! No!!"

"Gulu..."

"Bastard hiss...Bastard, ah!!!"

Zhan Leiyan covered his **, ** was full of hot blood, but the "root of life" was cut off by two silver needles. The severe pain made Zhan Leiyan twitch all over, his eyes turned white, and the roar of his brain was full of deep fear...

"What is this?? No!" Zhan Lingao felt that the whole hall was full of momentum, and the top of his head was like a layer of clouds. When Zhan Lingao looked up, he had already noticed that on the top of his head, a palm half a foot in size wrapped in black flames, pressed down on him with a fierce hurricane.

Zhan Ling Ao completely lost his mind at this moment. The sword in his original hand was a pause. Then his body was instantly pierced through eight holes by the silver needle, but when Zhan Ling Ao didn't have time to feel the pain, he screamed at Xia Feng: "Who are you? Are you..."

Zhan Ling Ao had a thump in his heart and finally understood why the young man in front of him could kill the enemy. It turned out that he was...

Before he said anything, the "Troll Destroyed Palm" touched his head mercilessly. In Zhan Ling's endless sadness, shrill and regret, the head splashed like a watermelon. Before the blood could splash, it was dried by the black flame wrapped around the big hand. Finally, "Troll Destroyed the Palm" was fierce. It was printed on the floor of the hall, and the original living person also disappeared at this moment...

There is only a pool of black blood on the ground, and a big pit that was smashed by life. The big pit is more than 30 centimeters deep. It can be seen how terrible the power just now is. As for Zhan Ling Ao...

The whole three souls and seven souls were smashed by the black flame... Maybe by this time, they have arrived at the hell.

"How can it be..." Lin Fengyuan, who was hiding in the corner of the hall, was naked, revealing the white* that had not yet sagging and her buttocks, which still proved that she was still young. However, Lin Fengyuan looked at the scene in constertion at this time, as if she had lost her mind.

All this was like a dream for Lin Fengyuan... Originally, she expected that Xia Feng would be beaten to death by the two ancient martial arts families. When she was good, she praised Lei Yan, so that she continued to turn over the clouds and rain with the other party, but... Such a shock completely made Lin Fengyuan shudder... ...

The children of the Zhan family just now actually disappeared... What's going on? Lin Fengyuan lost her mind for a while, but when Lin Fengyuan recalled the recent degree of Xia Feng's glory in the Li family, her heart suddenly trembled... Can such a group of bad children who can compare with the two geniuses of the Li family be compared?

Xia Feng took a deep breath. In the war just now, he did use all his strength... It seemed that he was extremely relaxed. If he fought closely with Zhan Ling Ao, I'm afraid that Xia Feng would be cut under his sword within 30 moves. Fortunately, he entered the peak of condensation, otherwise...

I'm afraid that a sword waved by the other party is enough to crush his silver needle, and at the peak, he used the fairy skill of "Troll Destroyed the Ground", which is also the key to his victory! If Zhan Ling Ao's combat experience is richer, in fact, he can completely retreat, and then inspire Jian Gang to break his immortality.

But... fighting, sometimes it's a mistake. It is the loss of life.

He glanced at Zhan Leiyan, who was lying on the ground and howling and was stunned by the majesty of immortality just now. Looking at Li Binglian, who could move slowly at this time and showed his chest, coupled with Li Binglian's messy hair and tears on his face, Xia Feng's abdomen also ignited an evil fire, but it was still alive. I have endured it.

When he arrived at Li Binglian, Xia Feng pointed to Li Binglian's eyebrows, and then his consciousness suddenly entered her head in Li Binglian's constination, and then checked Li Binglian's memory ten minutes ago and browsed it...

"It's right to kill him, it's not as good as a beast..." Xia Feng glanced at the location of the big pit on the ground and muttered to himself. Kill yourself, there is no burden!