Chapter 413: Losing
The ground steps are really extraordinary!
The comparison between the third-order superpower warlocks and the ancient martial arts of the ground level is simply a gap between the sky and the crazy momentum, which vaguely catches up with the peak strength at the beginning of the Jindan period.
Around, the power dances wildly.
Zhanchuan's attack is a dead move. He does not intend to show mercy. He is domineering and wants to split Zhan Ming Geng in half...
No one could have thought that there would be an ancient martial arts here!
In the whole ancient martial arts family in China, their proportion of ancient martial arts is simply less than that of pandas. At the beginning, Zhanchuan, who was counterattacked under his feet, was so strong that Zhan Minggeng's heart was particularly uncomfortable and complicated.
"Get out of here!!"
When Zhan Minggeng is ready to use the magic to fight hard.
Xia Feng's figure flashed and came to him. The gray light of the Xumi ring flashed, and the halberd suddenly appeared in his hand. The tip of the halberd was picked up fiercely, and suddenly the sparks sneered, and the sonorous sound rippled around, and the eardrums of the people were painful.
"Come and die by yourself. I'll let you go to Huangquan Road and wait first!" When Zhanchuan saw that his killing move was stopped, his murderous eyes were angry, his eyebrows were raised horizontally, and he shouted in a low voice. His legs jumped and jumped more than ten feet high, and his hands suddenly held dozens of kilograms of steel knives made of 1.5 meters of fine steel and cut them off with one knife.
"Woo-hoo!"
The air is full of ghost-like whimpers, which makes people's scalp numb. The huge figure, and the ferocious Zhanchuan flashes bloodthirsty, temporarily blocking the not very strong sunlight.
......
"Ba Zhan!!"
Like a roar of Zhanchuan falling a meteorite, the true qi running in the body is running in wisps, and the huge power condenses on the steel blade, coated with a layer of gas!
This layer of strength is very gloomy, but it makes the long knife a little heavier out of thin air.
" Zhanchuan, you want to die. Do you really think I'm afraid you won't make it?" Zhan Minggeng was frightened when he heard the word "Ba Zhan" and roared, and his hands were printed and urgently used the spell.
He looked urgent and urgent, and hurriedly said, "Xia Feng, flash! This move is very powerful. Even if it is a small mountain, it can be cut off!"
Zhan Minglei's feet were full of thunder and lightning, dodging desperately around like a thunder snake. Nine fierce underworld guards kept attacking and killing him. Among the spells taught to him by Xia Feng, there was a footwork of speed bonus. Now, after being transported in freely, he suddenly threw away the nine people who followed him. The thunder bow was removed, with a steel waist and a plate, and the long bow was full. In the month, the whole thunder bow was tightened, and a fierce spear and thunder arrow condensed in an instant, aiming at Zhanchuan, and the crazy power leaked out in an instant!
......
Ba Zhan brazenly split down, and Wan Junli fell down suddenly.
Xia Feng narrowed in his eyes, and a wisp of murderous tiger's eyes appeared. He clenched the halberd and raised it up to kill it.
"Dong!"
After only one-third of Xianli circulated in his body, he was in pain in his heart, and his limbs seemed to fall apart, and the hidden wound relapsed!
At the beginning, when he crossed the disaster, Thunder damaged his body itself. In addition, he used immortal power to save people in Hehong's company. He only ate nearly ten Zengyuan elixirs every day to barely suppress it today.
A moment of Xianli's guidance.
The purple thunder is Wang Qing, the legendary fourth-order power warlock!
The power is so horrible that you can attack in the air without seeing a real person.
Wang Qing was still merceful. A thunder only repelled Zhanchuan for dozens of miles. There were some skin and flesh on his wrists. It was all skin injuries that didn't matter, but it still made Zhanchuan gray. His hair seemed to have been burned and stood up one by one.
Zhan Chuan was shocked, and his eyes seemed to sweep around, trying to find out who came out.
"Who!" Zhanchuan scolded around in horror.
The Zhan Ming brother came to Xia Feng anxiously and was relieved to see that he was fine. Xia Feng's face was a little pale, the wounds in his body were turbulent, and the power of the outbreak became more and more terrible. If he didn't take care of it.
The horror will affect the foundation of the cultivation of immortals.
It is urgent to find fairy grass alchemy.
"Xia Feng, are you all right?" Zhan Minglei asked anxiously.
"Dam, come on, I'll kill him!" Zhan Minggeng's head was the source of light, running the power, and roaring, but he was suddenly hit by a silent purple thunderbolt the source, and suddenly turned into a shining light and retracted back into his own body.
It's still Wang Qing's action.
"It's okay. The old injury has relapsed." Xia Feng waved his hand and said with blood in his eyes.
For the first time, he was so aggrieved!
Did you actually suffer a loss in people's hands? Let him be very annoy, if he hadn't been hurt. Xia Feng had been twenty-five or eighty-two for a long time, and he took the halberd and unloaded the man eight pieces.
"Are you going to take the life of Xia Feng?"
A ethereal word came from all directions.