Chapter 77 vs. the King of Hmson
Ye Feng is proud and proud! Entering the virtual immortal is to reach the realm of immortals. Now Ye Feng has the aura of stepping on the feet of heaven and earth!
"Ji Jie, it's time for the king of thee to know the sharpness of our witchcraft." The thin old man was sarcastic and suddenly stepped forward and went straight to the king of death.
At this moment, the majestic ghost power of the king of hell came from afar.
"Huh! The noise is just a group of witches who survive, and they dare to be rampant here!" The king of hell sarcastically showed his ghost power all over his body, swept a hundred miles of land, and searched all the people on the field!
At this moment, Ye Feng felt the strong man who exerted the ghost power of the hell, but he was not moved at all. In order to save the people of the Kunlun faction, Ye Feng walked up with his hands on his back and walked in the void step by step.
"Boom!"
As the voice of the king of hell fell, the ghost power rushed to the air, and it was cold! There is no taboo, sweeping Ye Feng and the witch people!
At this moment, the thin old man, a witch, in the eyes of a pair of red ghost fire, the ghost fire flashed, showing hatred.
"Hum!"
The ghost fire flashed, and the two red ghost fire eyes seemed to be sobbing, straight to the bottom of Ye Feng's heart, in the depths of his mind, tearing to the soul of the king of hell!
Soul attack, silently, go straight to the depths of the soul!
Weizard witchcraft has been passed down in ancient times. It is inexplicable and cannot be underestimated!
"King of the Wild, you can also pick me up!" In Ye Feng's eyes, the golden light appeared, and a pair of eyes turned into golden eyes. The two golden lights converged and melted into a golden brilliance in the sky, and suddenly shot into the king of death!
At this moment, the king of hell showed anger on his face, and his whole body was more powerful.
"Boom!"
A magnificent ghost power swept the world.
"Bang!"
With a crisp sound, the witch's thin old man's eyebrows were a little, the blood hole exploded, and he hummed, and his eyes flashed with ghost fire, which was extremely humiliating!
The thin old man's eyes were full of red ghost fire. He had just settled down for a long time, and his face was extremely cold.
With that, the old man's infinite fierceness soared, and his thin body seemed to be inflated. In an instant, he turned into a reckless man more than three meters tall and stared at the king of death!
At this moment, a solemn look appeared on the face of the king of hell. It seemed that this witch would use some secret method, which made the king of hell afraid.
"Bang!"
Two fists against each other, as if thundering, bowing down and looking at the king of death.
"King of the world, let you see the power of witchcraft and the ancient stars!"
"Boom!"
In the roar, a foot stamped down, a hundred miles of ice and snow land, trembled, the thick and solid, condensed the lower ice field of millions of years of soul rhyme, so that cracks were cracked!
"Kkakaka!"
The Mang Mang Icefield, which was originally in the vast land of ice and snow in the extreme north of China, carries the charm and weight of the ice and snow in the far north for millions of years, and is condensed within this hundred miles! However, the thin old man, full of fierceness and evil spirit, turned into a reckless man three meters away. When he stepped down, it was the ice field that cut through the cracks!
"In ancient times, the witchcraft of the heavens and stars!"
Now the thin old man has turned into a middle-aged man, leaning over and looking at the king of death, roaring.
"Even if it's just fur, it can crush you!"
"Pup my witchcraft, open the power of the sky!"
The roar shook the ice field. When you raise your hand, you can tear up the starry sky and turn into a big axe that opens the sky. It splits down vertically. The axe wind falls down, and the ice has its own marks!
At this moment, the king of hell's body is infinitely ghostly condensed, ready to resist this blow.
"Taixu magic armor, Tiandao lotus platform, protect my body, fight against the sky!" At this time, Ye Feng also roared angrily, and the infinite golden light in his body broke out, like a god wearing gold armor. He clenched his fist, like the golden sun in the sky, which also hit the king of the desolation.
"Boom!"
The roaring sound is like thunderstorms in the clear sky, and the starry sky shakes for it!
The ancient witchcraft is really strange. Under this axe, the power can open the sky, and it is blown out with Ye Feng's anti-sky boxing, which is unparalleled!
"Kkakaka!"
Ye Feng punched as hard as he could, bumped into the sky with an axe, trembling and buzzing, sweeping out, bursts of split sound, and the field was finally completely cut!
"Wow!"
He gathered his fists and stood, and his golden body was full of endless golden light. Ye Feng was like a golden armor god. His field was cut. Everyone returned to a sea of golden fire again, and countless ghost winds gathered around him!
"Papa!"
The hot hand patted the dozens of ghost winds from the siege, and the strong witch man buzzed.
"The son of the sky, you and the witches can make me do it with all my strength, which is enough to be glorious!" At this moment, the strong man said in a low voice, but his face was extremely condensed, and he did not show any strange color!
The three-meter strong man, drinking in a muffled voice, suddenly rushed up, like a mountain, a pair of huge fists, like a meteor falling into the world, slammed down!
"Drink!"
At the same time, Ye Feng also shouted with a deep shout. The power of the nine volumes of Tiandao ran up, and the blood in his body was full, and the golden blood was full, reflecting the golden body on his body. He was ready to bombard the king of Yan with the witch.
"Hum, the witches, the son of the sky, even if you can open up the sky, I will break my strength by myself."
At this moment, the king of hell poured into his fists and fought against the witches and Ye Feng.
Unparalleled strength, golden blood, bursting out from the depths of Ye Feng's bones, golden blood, inexhaustible! Ye Feng's magic power is unparalleled, hard and extreme! Now there is more gold to protect each other! Coupled with the power of the people in the witch clan, Ye Feng and the people in the witch clan are together. Even the king of the witch has a greater aura!
"Bang bang!"
It seems that the power of the ancient demon god is unparalleled. One punch can open the sky and roar endlessly!
The two-person boxing wind passed by, the golden sea of fire was lost, and the ghost wind was also torn to pieces!
The two of them are like ancient demon gods, bowing their heads and obeying their orders without fear!
On this side, Ye Feng and the witch people work together to fight against the king of the underl! Over there, the people of the Kunlun faction and monks from all sides are blocking these attacks.
Kunwu sword is like the sun across the sky, and there is infinite sword spirit! Go through the ages and cooperate with Ye Feng to attack the king of the den!
The many monks are suppressing these magnificent forces! If it hadn't been for the exquisiteness and hard support of Buddhism, I'm afraid it would have been destroyed on the spot!
The light flashed in Ye Feng's eyes, and suddenly shouted, and the golden light flashed with his fists, forcing the ghost of the king of hell!
"Old thief, I don't have time to fight with you like this!" Ye Feng's voice subdued, and his whole body gathered with courage, and his hands were combined into sword fingers.
"Let's win or lose!" Ye Feng shouted coldly again.
"Rumble!"
A roaring sound, like the rise of the ancient mountains, Ye Feng is reckless and condensed, like the eternal existence, like the pillar of Optimus Prime!
The Kunwu sword in Ye Feng's hand is like a sword that pierces the sky. The sword is surging and the sword spirit flows.
"I turn into a heavenly sword with my body!"
"Hum!"
The shadow of the sword was heavy, and a buzz suddenly rushed into Ye Feng's body. In a moment, Ye Feng and Kunwu's sword were united, as if they had incarnated a golden sword between heaven and earth. Under the sky, the infinite sword flowed.
"King of thee, take me and win or lose!"
Ye Feng turned into a giant golden sword, the cold air turned around, the sword spirit flowed, and slashed down!
"Ye Feng, the son of the sky, I'd like to see how powerful you are!"
At this moment, the king of hell was full of fierce anger, and the ghost power was magnificent. His fists were clenched and smashed down, as if he were holding the fist of the sky. His blood all over his body erupted and bleed!
"Boom!"
The two fists collided with the golden sword, and the energy broke out. Within a hundred miles of the two of their bodies, the golden flames were extinguished, all the ghost wind swept away, and countless ghosts fell!
Time seems to be stagnant at this moment, with fists and golden swords in the sky, and the wind and clouds are motionless!
"The secret of sword against the sky, boxing against the sky!"
Ye Feng suddenly shouted loudly, and his body and Kunwu Sword were divided into two. Kunwu Sword was like an ancient pillar, like the sword of heaven and earth!
And Ye Feng's fists in his hand are like ancient gods.
"Boom!"
On top of Kunwu's sword, the sword spirit flows, and the sword spirit goes around!
The infinite ghost power outside, the power of heaven, integrated into Ye Feng's body, the anti-sky fist is extremely domineering.
The sword meaning of Kunwu sword is extremely surging, and the sword spirit is like a stack of waves, covering a wave!
At this moment, the witches beside him were also sending strength to Ye Feng. Other strong men, monks from all sides, also gave strength to Ye Feng.
"Break it for me!"
Roaring, like a long golden river rolled upside down, like an ancient giant peak, like a sword cut down from heaven and earth!
"Ah!"
With a sad cry, the king of the den flew backwards! Blood spewed out, like a venting ball!
"Puff!"
At this moment, a mouthful of blood spewed out again. Those witches looked gray and roared repeatedly.