Chapter 87 Overturning the River

A loud voice was heard in the iron horse, like a tiger roar rather than a tiger roar, like a lion roar rather than a lion roar, and more like a person shouting, but the human voice was not so loud. Xiong Feng waited for this call and felt a faint chill on his back. After this sound, the dark horse roared, and the man's roar was like a lion, a tiger, a leopard, a jackal, an elephant, an ape, an orangutan... It was indistinguishable for a moment, followed by the sound of hoofs, and the horses rushed together.

The male wind is the first to hit, and the "inextreme original palm", "three yin absolute palm" and "wrong bone palm" in the natural palm are hit one after another.

People turn over the horse! The screams were indeed the hiss of the black horse, and the large-scale palm of the majestic wind played a huge role in this big scene.

With the Xiongfeng's slap, the thirty iron riders were immediately disrupted. Not only did they not tear and bite each other, but they also ran east or west without chaos. At this time, Hunyuan passed in front of Xiongfeng. The speed of his body was really like lightning.

Hunyuan punched and saw that whether it was received or unable to catch the moves, he fell down one after another, and Hunyuan quickly shuttled through the chaotic horse array. The wind broke through the wind, and Xiongfeng didn't expect that these killers on the iron horse fell down so easily.

Xiong Feng said bluntly, "Okay, boxing!" After saying that, he suddenly heard the roar of the horse, and the horses actually parted ways to the strong wind without instructions. This time, the roar was not fierce, and the running was not fast. The Xiongfeng suddenly changed color and waved his palm, but the horse's action was extremely fast. It was difficult to resist such a black horse running from all directions at a time when the Xiongfeng palm force hit. I'm afraid that my palm wind didn't have time to hit out again. I was already twisted blood plasma! Xiongfeng shouted, "No, everyone, let's go!" The poor Iron Flute Beggar and the eight-step monk were trying to meditate and detoxify. Xiongfeng grabbed them and swept them into the valley. Do you think it should be safe now?

I don't know what height these horses can climb up. What kind of horse they are! This is not easy to deal with, so Xiong Feng has to keep waving his palms before he climbs up.

The scene is really spectacular! Several black horses hissed and were beaten down the valley. For a while, they fell horizontally and vertically, but many of them climbed up. After all, they were thirty riders, and they all protected iron armor, which was a treasure that could not be penetrated. Xiong Feng panicked and just thought that he didn't know what medicine the evil fairy religion took to give these horses so much.

Mixianyuan came to mention the iron flute beggar and swept back. Xiongfeng ran as fast as the fat monk as Hunyuan. A foot behind him was the shouting iron black horse giant and rushed straight to Xiongfeng's buttocks. The eight-step monk and the iron flute beggar are using true gas to remove the poison in the body for a moment. Once the internal force is transported, it will be eaten back by the toxin, and the consequences are unimaginable.

But there are the calls of dark horses in all directions, and the four people have been surrounded by horses. Le Yun whistled, and ten people pulled their horses from the village together, stood in five directions, pulled out their blades, and silently looked at the four people who were already surrounded.

With a roar, a white-haired man rushed to Hunyuan with his bare hands and grasped the momentum of tiger claws. Before the man arrived, the wind came first. Even the living tiger was not so majestic.

Hunyuan took a sliding step and retreated to the left. With a shout, another long blade swept from the left side of the mixed yuan. The white-haired man stretched out his claws and grabbed the end of the long soldier's blade in his hand. It turned out to be a steel stick with the thickness of an egg. His palm had not been clenched, and his arm was so hot that he hurriedly let go. His left palm quickly opened the steel stick. If it hadn't been for the fact that he saw the machine quickly, his chest had been at the end of the stick.

That's the vigorous palm.

The white-haired man was surprised. He didn't expect that such a young man would dare to underestimate the enemy for a moment. His right hand tiger palm and left hand tiger claws were also roaring palms and wanted to hit Xiong Feng. Xiongfeng sneered and thought to himself, "I want to try this palm to see the 16th power of the innate creation palm! Xiongfeng didn't dare to play for a while, so he had to recite the formula secretly:

Zhizai Kunyuan, ten thousand materials are born, and they are obedient to the sky.

Kun is a thick carrier, and his virtue is boundless. Including Hongguang University, and the goods are salty and prosperous.

The horse land is boundless, soft and smooth.

A gentleman is at stake. First, he will lose his way, and then he will be smooth.

If you have friends in the southwest, you will have a similar line; if you lose friends in the northeast, you will have a celebration.

The auspiciousness of Anzhen should be boundless.

The elephant said: The terrain is Kun, and the gentleman carries things with great virtue.

The sixth day of the first lunar month: frost, hard ice.

The elephant said: The frost is hard and the ice begins to condense. To tame it, to hard ice.

liu er: straight, square, big, no...

"Elephant snake looking for acupuncture points!" It was a transparent huge white elephant swinging its long nose and roaring at the white-haired man with its sharp teeth. The iron and black horse behind him became restless for a moment, and the white-haired man's palm collided with the transparent giant elephant of the majestic wind. Suddenly, the giant elephant howled and disappeared, and the white-haired man spit out his blood and fell into a circle of horses behind him.

"Drink and drink" The horse took the initiative to let it go. The white-haired man stopped falling to the edge of the valley, and the people of the evil immortal religion were shocked to see it! The white-haired man is about to fall into the valley, and he will die if he doesn't die.

Unexpectedly, the palm of the wind was endless, and another crystal snake scratched and pestered several tall horses on the opposite side. The horse suddenly turned over and fell down. This time, it really fell into the canyon, and the white-haired man who had just settled held his beloved horse and shouted in the valley.

Le Yun was shocked: "Sure enough, I'm not an idle person to take action!"

At present, he did not dare to hold it big. He choked the soldier's blade, but it was a pair of tiger-headed double hooks. The right hook of the fishing hook weighed 18 catties, and the left hook weighed 17 catties. It was really a very heavy and fierce weapon. The double hook turned into two yellow lights and fought fiercely with the long-bearded ghost's steel staff.

At this time, the mixed yuan protected the iron flute beggar and the eight-step monk, and fought with the ground knife that urged the ghost and the double guns of the fallen door ghost. Although the strength of Hunyuan is huge, and the moves of the two dead ghosts of the evil immortals are soft and powerless, but he can't use it when he roars repeatedly and has a divine fist.

Xiongfeng, who had gained an advantage, grabbed the iron flute beggar and took the opportunity to escape, and had no choice but to flee to the village.

But Shi Leyun shouted, and the horses roared up. Xiong Feng was worried and thought, "If this horse runs to the village, it must hurt the innocent. For a while, he has to be stable and play the 16th style."

For a while, the power of the "giant elephant" and "hidden snake" roared out by another 30%.

The horses suddenly stopped, but how can they have the power to counter their hands? He was immediately disrupted and had to be confused.

"Go!" Hunyuan shouted.

"No, we can't go!" Xiongfeng said angrily, and the anger in his heart ignited with heat. Xiongfeng knew that the flying tiger in his body was making trouble again. At this time, it was not a blessing or a curse!