Chapter 110 Magic Fist Chaos

It turned out that Ling Feng turned into an airflow and drilled into a plum blossom, and the flying flower was inserted into Feng Mo's mouth. Then he got out of the stamens and flew dozens of feet away, looking at the big-headed ghost's dead face.

Feng Motou thought of this, and his head was excited. Only then did he wake up. He had to take the lead first. This is the only trick to survival. He held his arm with two fists and one push, and two flames rushed out like scissors.

"Pong!" Peng!" " Peng!" The two flames were hinged, and the fire tongue stretched quickly and cut off the standing position of Lingfeng.

Ling Feng's toes are on the ground, and he flies across the distance.

"Boom!" Boom!" " Boom!" Ling Feng's front foot rushed, and there was a violent explosion behind his buttocks.

In an instant, within Lixu, the earth slope rushed to the sky and the rocks flew four times, and tons of rocks shot all over the sky.

"Hulalah!" The rock rained down, blew up a beam under the hillside of Qinling, and moved its position again. The exploded mountains became large pits, with several public inclinations...

Ling Feng saw Feng's head punch through the mountains with a punch. His power was so great that it was rare in the world. He could blow up tens of millions of cubic rocks. This was not a joke. If he was not careful, he would be poisoned into a pile of corpses. Maybe it would turn into dust! He continued to fly into the air with true anger.

"Boom!" Boom!" " Boom!" There was another violent explosion behind Ling Feng.

In a moment, millions of cubic meters of earth and rocks were blown up.

Feng Mo's throat was locked by a plum blossom. He had to work hard in a hurry. Only by killing this outsider would the flower obediently put away the petals and loosen the locked throat. He could still breathe and use it for himself. He was still a plum blossom owner.

A plum blossom defected from the plum blossom gate. Now, under the command of outsiders, Ling Feng can't live without dying! If the throat is not loosened, sooner or later it will be a dead person, even if it does not suffocate, it will also die of hunger and death, and there is no sign of life.

"Pang!" "Pon!" "Oh!" Feng Mo's hands danced wildly, and his two fists flowed out. There was a burst of bombardment in the sky and the ground. If he didn't kill Ling Feng, how would it be lighter than to stop!

Looking up at the foot of the Qinling Mountains, for a moment, the firelight rushed to the sky and rocks flew, the wolf flames all over the ground, the black smoke was full of air, the magic flames were arrogant, the sky was scorched and odorous, the animals and plants were all scorched ash, and even the ants did not have a living mouth, the air was cracking and chirping, and the heaven and the earth were dark and chaotic, and the sky and the earth could not be seen clearly. Things......

Feng Motou measured the direction of his mind and scanned the direction of Lingfeng. He had only had one belief in his heart that he could beat this outsider into powder in exchange for his own life.

Under a fierce bombardment, Ling Feng had no time to fight back. He was only tired of running for his life. Once he was locked in the right position, he would not be able to stand it for a long time, and he would be blown up into pieces!

Feng Mo's head is full of underworld magic cultivation, which has already reached the infinite level of the power of the demon world. Between the "colorworms" in Bo Zhong, he was in a fierce attack in a hurry, which made the sky cold and hot, the earth shook and trembled, the air shook, and Qin Ling gasped.

Feng Motou poured out all his magic energy at once, hoping to succeed in one fell swoop!

A plum blossom emits a strong fragrance to interfere, resulting in Feng Mo's inaccurate direction, and the positioning is always biased. It's just a little bit. It always explodes behind Ling Feng's buttocks. Otherwise, the new owner would have died dozens of times!

This time, Feng Mo's head and fists were exhausted. He was not as lucky as he was crazy, "Papa!" With a sound, he fell down and fell down. His eyes were white and the holes were cloudy, and he couldn't get up again! It's a pity for this big brother in the demon world. He was just careless. He ate the shoe leather and slapped his head, and was stabbed in the throat by a flying flower. What's not easy to insert! For example, if you stuff it into your buttocks and lock your throat, it's really unlucky to drink cold water and stuff your teeth!

The Red Flower Club, which was created by Yin Xian, the "Taishang Demon King", was crazy in the world for a while. As a result, Ling Feng, who was passed down, fought a decisive battle in Liu'an and defeated the plum blossom branch led by Feng Motou. From then on, he stopped the pace of entering the world.

Feng Mo's head fell to the ground, and his mind did not completely fail. His mind was particularly clear. It was the way of outsiders. The other party's martial arts were not too strong. Ling Feng warned him! The person who often kills himself is himself, which is good!

Feng Motou knows best in his heart that epilepsy was secretly saved by Ling Feng, so he survived! This time, the outsiders will never let themselves stand up no matter what! At the thought of death, he was extremely unwilling.

"Gollum!" Feng Mo's throat rang, as if he was calling for help, but who would pay attention to him again?

It's not that a plum blossom called a stuck throat flies out by itself, so that you can return to your soul!

Ling Feng is not a big fool! Never refuse to do such a stupid thing. If you live, you will die. This kind of business of losing your life is not stupid, even if you don't do it. You think that everyone in the world is not as good as an idiot!

"Feng Motou, go to Huangquan Road and have a good journey! Don't blame this and that. It's just doomed. It's fate to die in the territory of Liu'an! This time, it's different! If you don't die, you will return to the mountain. My master will have to fall under the Qinling Mountain. Who can't live with his own surname!" Ling Feng was also dizzy, and he exhaled heavily and gasped.

Feng Motou heard this, which was obviously still teasing himself. His heart rushed sharply, "Kah!" A breath is squeaking in the throat. It's strange that the breath is not cut off! The white hole spread in his eyes, but he overturned the boat at the foot of Qinling Mountain. He didn't dream of it. He, the owner of plum blossoms, was turned back by a plum blossom on the door wall. His throat was deflated and he suffocated to death. At this moment, his fierce life came to an end of sin.

As soon as Ling Feng saw that Feng Mo's head was indeed braided, he raised his hand to a corpse.

"Wh!" A plum blossom, with the body of Feng Mo's head, soared to the sky and fell back to Ling Feng's side.

"Wow!" A plum blossom, bright red and dazzling.

Ling Feng's palm opened his fingers to the sky, and the flying flowers floated into his palm.

At this time, Chi Tuyan didn't know how to raise the opportunity, and he couldn't see the end of the world, so he came up to the scene! He thought that Ling Feng was not very capable. He used a "deceptive death trick" to pretend to fall into the mountain stream with the rock and hide it from Feng Mo's eyes. The eldest brother of the demon world was arrogant. Only then did he fall into the plan. The reason was that he killed himself! No one else is to blame.

Humph! The outsiders are blind cats and hit a dead mouse - they hit it! Feng Motou lost his life carelessly!