Chapter 229: Auction 23

Bloody mountains and seas converge in the whole world, as if the original blue sky has been transformed into red blood, with a strong sticky and fishy smell.

The smell of blood that makes people feel distracted makes people's souls seem to be crushed.

"Puff...!"

This kind of soul erosion, the nightmare-like village makes people unsteady, and the red butterfly with poor body just feels that Mount Tai has hit his chest fiercely.

At this time, the whole delicate body was shattered inch by inch, and the mouth spit blood arrows. It was just that the bloody picture completely broke her three souls and seven souls, and her whole body was broken. He died on the spot.

When the red butterfly died, the sound made the war eagle, who was originally immersed in the bloody world and still trembling, suddenly woke up for a moment.

"How can it be! What the hell is going on? What was that just now? Never immerse yourself in it, otherwise I'm afraid that your mind will be completely destroyed, and even if you don't die, you will become an idiot from now on!"

When the war eagle flashed this, he carried up his internal force to be on physical alert and bit the tip of his tongue. The severe pain came suddenly, and there was a fishy smell in his mouth, and the blood curtain in the war eagle's mind seemed to be smashed, turning into fragments and disappearing in front of his eyes.

"Do you just react now? It's too slow!" The words of the summer wind sounded at this time, like a charm, which made people shudder. When the war eagle shuddered and felt the strong wind in front of him, he shouted loudly. With the feeling of luck, he kicked up the body of the red butterfly under his feet and rushed towards the strong wind.

"Xia Feng, who the hell are you!"

"Xia Feng, you despicable and shameless villain. Playing this kind of lost power trick is in vain for a gentleman!"

"Xia Feng, if you have the ability to fight with me, what kind of ability is this!"

War Eagle was in a hurry. What he suddenly suffered just now caught him off guard and even had no way to deal with it. Up to now, I'm afraid that the power that can be exerted is less than 70%, and 70% of the power in the middle of the mysterious level. I'm afraid that I'm barely at the primary peak of Xuanjie, and I'm naturally flustered.

As long as you drag this moment, even if you fight with Xia Feng at that time, he is not afraid of the eagle, and even has 70% of the confidence to win Xia Feng...

But! Everything changes instantly!

The body of the red butterfly rushed to Xia Feng's eyes in the blink of an eye. He was kicked by the war eagle fiercely. The strength from the body was more than 100 catties. Take advantage of this opportunity. The war eagle ran its internal strength rapidly. The gray light of Xia Feng Xumi's ring flashed, and the seven-foot purple sword suddenly appeared in his hand.

"Three flavors are really hot! Show!!"

When a low roar comes out.

The air crackled, the hot temperature soared, and the moisture in the house was swept away. After the high temperature swept away the humidity in the room, the wall was painted with white paint, but it was smoked and cracked and rolled up.

The war eagle also felt the hot power, and his heart was frightened. He recalled that Xia Feng was a power warlock. He immediately understood what was going on and screamed: "The power flame!! Xia Feng, if you have the ability, you can fight with me!!"

Legend has it that even a trace of the flame of the power warlock will turn into black ash in an instant.

Although I haven't heard of it, maybe the strength is not so exaggerated, but I'm afraid the power is also huge. I'm afraid it won't be uncomfortable if you stick to it by yourself.

At the same time, the three-flavor real fire instantly covered the whole purple sword. Although the temperature was hot, it had no effect on the purple sword. Xia Feng seemed to hold a three-color fire sword. In front of the body of the red butterfly, it was cut off with a sword, and the sword burst out, which was as easy as cutting paper. One and two halves. Then the body was stained with Sanweizhen and cremated into a pinch of black ash, which was shocking.

The smell of the body being burned to ashes rippled, and it was completely burned by the three-flavor fire.

But as an ancient martial arts Xuanjie, the war eagle's six senses** are many times stronger than ordinary people. As soon as he came out of the fantasy, the fragments and blood curtain was rapidly retreating, but nothing could be seen, and the horizon was blurred. When he barely smelled the burning smell of his body with a dog-like sense of smell, the war eagle was so scared that goose bumps came out one after another, and he couldn't imagine that kind of scene in his mind.

Xia Feng suddenly rushed to him, and the Ziyou sword cut out a lot of swords in a row. The sword suddenly cut the floor into a deep gully with his thumb, and the earth crumbs splashed around it. The deterrence caused by Jiangang is more like the explosion of firecrackers. The three swords are fierce. This Jiangang not only has terrible power, but also has a hot temperature, and the power has increased by three points!

"Hehe, don't worry. In a few years, the whole Zhan family will accompany you to hell. I will respect my supreme immortality with the blood of the whole family!"

After Xia Feng smiled softly, the Ziyou sword in his hand was even more crazy, and the purple sword kept shaking out. Although the war eagle had just walked out of the blood curtain fantasy and could not see the things in front of him, was he an ordinary person in the middle of the mysterious stage?

Just by the flow of wind speed, he dodged the sword one by one. The window behind him was swept away by the sword, and in an instant, it turned into ruins and fell downstairs. The people living below the hospital didn't know what was going on. I only heard a shocking explosion upstairs, and the glass, aluminum alloy and even the curtains were scattered one after another.

The vehicle parked under the hospital was shot while lying down and was completely smashed into a carport by the aluminum alloy window.

Such a scene naturally attracted countless people to watch. The war eagle was finally able to see the vision in front of him, which was ecstatic for the war eagle, but when the corners of his eyes glanced at the fragmented behind him, it was cold from the forehead to the heel, and the war eagle was completely crazy.

The cultivation in the middle of the Xuanjie burst out, and the speed and power were more than enough at this time, even faintly one point faster than Xia Feng.

Instant reversal, when swimming away, the body was very slippery like a loach, and did not give the purple sword a chance to stick to it at all. At this time, the war eagle completely exposed his ferocious face: "Xia Feng!! Looking for death!!"

"The troll destroys the palm of the earth! Show!"

Xia Feng put away the purple sword in an instant, with a sneer at the corners of his mouth, and roared at the speed of the fairy power.

"The fixation technique!!"

"Reverse the five immortals, draw the ground as a prison, limit!"

At this time, Xianli is like a fast rotating wheel, desperately exerting all the power as much as possible. With a fierce wind in the palm of his hand, the void pressed hard on the war eagle, and then pointed to the war eagle, and the fixation skill roared out. The victory or defeat of a second decided everything!

The war eagle felt a sudden stiff body, and then Xia Feng put his hands together and painted the ground as a prison! It seems that I am completely limited to this position and can never get out. Even the body can't react at this time.

The Warhawk is really scared!

I'm completely scared! I feel the real fear in my heart.

At this time, a bright black fireworks cloud appeared above the head. The fire cloud was evil, and then the palm of the size of a grinding disc fell fiercely like the Buddha's palm. The palm of the hand is wrapped with a strong black flame, which is so terrible that it makes the war eagle tremble.

"Three flavors are really hot, I like it!"

It's far from over. As a fairy, Xia Feng, especially this kind of rebirth of him. Fairy art is simply inexhaustible, even if the speed of the war eagle is faster than him, and the power is stronger than him. In front of immortals, they are all empty.

"Xia Feng, who the hell are you!! This is not a power warlock, absolutely not!! Who the hell are you!"

"How is it possible, how is this possible! Ancient martial arts can definitely be like this! Even the legendary martial arts is absolutely impossible!"

"Xia Feng, I am the third young master of the Zhan family! The third young master of the patriarch, let go of me!!"

"You kill Zhan Shang, Zhan Lei Yan, Zhan Wen Wu, Zhan Ling Ao, Zhan Ming! These scum are far from comparable to me!!"

"I am the third young master of the Zhan family. How dare you kill me!! I have countless warriors. Who dares to stop me?

War Eagle is completely crazy. What's going on with such a strange spell? Death is not terrible. The fear before death is the real reason for his collapse. What's wrong with the black palm on his head?

When the war eagle was extremely angry, he looked at his plain face and stood on his back as if he wanted to watch himself gradually die, and he was unwilling. A roar is like a tiger roaring. The painting of the ground is a prison, and the body fixation technique is completely broken. The power of the middle stage of the War Eagle Xuanjie burst out. Although it was frightened and less than 70% of its power, it still bombarded towards the huge palm.

"Boom--!"

"Click--!"

"Summer wind, summer wind, I won't let you go if I am a ghost, and I will never let you go!! Wait, my warrior's revenge, Zhan's revenge!! You can't imagine, you can't imagine!"

Then there was a scream of numbness in the scalp. The troll destroyed the palm of the earth and crushed him to death, and then Sanwei Zhenhuo completely turned it into ashes... At this time, there was only a corpse of Zhan Ming in the whole box... Xia Feng looked flatly at the war eagle to die, and finally waved away the three flavors, took out half a wisp, and popped out with his fingers. In the body of Zhan Ming not far away, there was still a warm Zhan Ming, which instantly turned into ashes

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"Hurry up and see what's going on in Room 702!"

"It may be a terrorist installation bomb attack, quickly call the police. Do you have any patients in 702?

"Head, there is indeed a patient. The explosion just now is very powerful!"

"Hurry up and arrange a doctor and prepare for rescue. Hurry up!"

There were messy footsteps outside the door, and the noise gradually came. Obviously, the fight just now attracted a lot of people. Thinking of this, Xia Feng glanced coldly, and his body suddenly leaped into the wall and hid in it.

The door of the back room was suddenly kicked open, and the figures poured in in an instant.