Chapter 170 Golden Monkey VS Golden Eye White Ape Next

Under the blood cloud, the space was twisted and broken, and a sound burst leaked out the unbearable pressure of this place.

Under the blood cloud is drowsy, I can't distinguish between day and night, and only the rolling momentum makes people tremble.

The shadows of sticks all over the sky directly threwung the sky, and the silk-like space cracks cover the sky and the sun.

The sword spirit is like the autumn wind sweeping the fallen leaves. All the stick shadows are cut off from the waist, and sometimes the sword spirit is submerged by the stick shadow.

The stick shadow and the sword shadow overlap with each other, and the momentum of the demon period is extremely terrible. The golden and white figures that are difficult to distinguish with the naked eye are constantly colliding, sometimes close to the body, sometimes attacking from a long distance, and countless remnants compete with the bloody sky.

A long sword above Han Fei's head spans the world. The black sword body flows with the breath of the ancient black dragon. In addition, Han Fei's arrogant sword, confronting the golden figure.

Neither of them really took action. Hou Jun has seriously recovered a monkey face, and his golden pupils are full of solemnity, staring at Han Fei's ice pupils.

He has put Han Fei as a master at the same level, and regarded him as a great enemy of the same period.

In the golden stick above his head, there was blood-red energy. With the support of his mind, the shadows of the stick collided with the sword.

And Han Fei, Bing Tong has been staring at Hou Jun. He doesn't have to put part of his mind on the long stick like Hou Jun. His best fairy sword has a sword spirit and can fight independently.

The black dragon sword is sometimes Huawei young people. The ten fingers move, which is hundreds of sword spirit. The power of gossip is derived. The sword spirit is like a rainbow, like fire like ice, like wind like thunder, like mountains like water.

The five elements of thunder than the cow's head are not at all, and it is more powerful.

If there is divine help in the sword spirit, every time it hits a stick shadow, it is stacked layer by layer, like stormy waves, and it rises.

The sword spirit is like a long rainbow through the sun, like a flying meteor, which oppresses people.

The stick shadow was suppressed in an instant. Only countless sword qi flew. At a glance, the sword qi was organized in eight directions. The sword qi was long and short, thick and thin, which was a huge image of gossip.

That's all. Surprisingly, thousands of swords are condensed together and converge into sixty-four hexagrams of change. Each hexagram has the meaning of infinite change. It seems to be ordinary, but it can kill people in an instant.

For example, the hexagram is clearly sword spirit, but it contains the law of infinity. The heaviest is the law of fire. The law of fire is evolved from the eight trigrams, which is vivid and powerful.

Li Gua is like a burst of fire. As soon as the sword is urged, there are countless flames burning, and the sword spirit really has the nature of fire. When it bursts, it is like a piece of glass. At the age of one, it is thousands of glass slag, shooting in all directions.

Ruolan sat on the stone with her white and delicate legs, ignored the two or three greedy eyes in the distance, and looked at the sky.

"Sure enough, I hit my husband, hee hee, the law of gossip in dreams and prophecy, the ultimate power of kendo, and the evolution of thousands of laws. Thousands of years later, who will be the enemy of your sword in the world?"

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And the provocative of Shi Yanshan's cold flying, his regretful intestines were blue at this time. His forehead was sweating coldly, and his eyes were full of fear.

However, he was more grateful that he was blocked by the oxtail. Otherwise, he would be against Han Fei. I'm afraid he would die without a few moves.

Hou Jun is suppressed by the body of ordinary immortals and exquisite and mysterious sword skills. It can be seen that Han Fei's strength is already at the peak of the immortals. This peak is also the peak of the demon. It should be noted that under the same realm, the demon is much stronger than the immortals.

Niutou and Niu Guan looked at Hanfei, and their eyes were full of respect. At this moment, they knew that the cold wind was so strong that they could fight with Hou Jun's golden monkey demon body without falling behind.

You know, in the past, the two could only fight hundreds of rounds with Hou Jun.

The oxtail's eyes are full of pride: this is the little brother I taught!

As for the four half-step immortals, they are taken for granted. They are all ancient beings. Naturally, they know the horror of sword immortals and how terrible the sword immortals with demon bodies are.

In the same realm, only two words can be described. That is: invincible!

As Han Fei's frontal opponent, Hou Jun's face was extremely grim. He was wearing a golden crystal armor, a seven-star golden crown on his head, and the golden monkey claws grabbed the golden stick and swung fiercely. Suddenly, a golden mountain fell from the sky. The mountain seemed to appear from the blood cloud, which was extremely huge.

"Damn it, Tianjin Mountain! Is it true or not?"

The oxtail jumped up and shouted incredulously.

Tianjin Mountain bombarded and fell, and the cracks in the surrounding space tore apart from top to bottom like running water.

The golden mountain is full of earth-shaking momentum, which is beyond the scope of moving mountains, because this golden mountain is the real divine mountain. There are countless arrays on it, and the weight is not comparable to that kind of mountain peak.

Tianjin Mountain came in an instant. Han Fei's face changed slightly, but it did not show weakness at all. The cold sky took it back, and there was a shadow of a black dragon on the sword.

The cold and ice pupils were calm and waveless, ignoring all this, and then, a sword was picked up insipidly.

This sword is almost a few points. It seems to be raised in a normal straight line, but in a vague, it seems to fly over countless space trajectories, erratic.

A dull thunderbolt, like a strong wind blowing, roaring, a cyan sword spirit bent like lightning, colliding with Tianjin Mountain with a bang.

And the huge sword around is twisted into the phase of gossip, Zhengua and Xungua flashed with cyan and white light at the same time, and poured into Han Fei's body with a shout.

Two horrible forces collided, and a strange and horrible huge shadow appeared in the sky.

I saw the huge golden monkey smashed down with a long golden stick. Below, a white figure stands proudly, ignoring life like a god, and the black sword with contrasting colors in his hand rises straight up.

Two simple attacks represent returning to the truth and the simplicity of the road!

There is no brilliant bursting flame like fireworks, no doomsday scene of mountain collapse, only a loud sound, and then the sky suddenly collapsed, and the power of riots emerged from the collapsed space, and in the blink of an eye, it recovered as usual under the law of heaven.

Four half-step holy immortals shouted at the same time, and at the same time unfolded a small world-like power of the Dongtian Fairy Mansion. Clouds of different colors hung overhead, and the Dongtian Fairy Mansion, which is far away from Baiwan, constantly subsidizes its horrible demonic power.

The sky became more stable in an instant, and even the blood and demons became sticky.

Others, except for Han Fei and Hou Jun, the space of the game has become heavy and depressing.

Everyone changed their color for the two people. The strong attack has the power of their 80% power, but for the two, it is just an appetizer.

This is, only two melodious, warlike roars resounded through the sky, and two scorching sun-like rays burst into the sky.

Hou Jun's body suddenly became huge, and the 100-meter-sized monkey stood in the void and stared ahead.

Opposite him is an ice-white giant ape, which is obviously different from the monkey. The muscular body, the saber-tooth-like fangs, the straight and pointed ears, the horrible claws, the roots are like swords.

The white ape wears ice armor, his eyes are white, and his forehead overlaps with two circles. The third eye is extremely conspicuous, because there is still a sacred light on it. This is the light of the ancient Buddha. Those who are covered by the light of the ancient Buddha are all sages.

The confrontation between the golden monkey and the golden-eyed white ape, everyone once again became interested and watched it.

At this time, no one is proud to think that they can fight against them. Even Niutou and Niuguan are pale.

Their two stupid cows are now suddenly clear that Hou Jun has been releasing water to them all the time.

A monkey and an ape stand in the air, looking at each other. The power in the body is constantly churning, and the few Xumi's power is condensing with each other.

"Golden Monkey Crazy Dance!"

Hou Jun suddenly shouted angrily, and the golden stick in his hand suddenly pulled out shadows and patted Han Fei in a chaotic manner.

"The wind from the fire!"

Han Fei also shouted, and the black sword in his hand danced wildly, but there was no sword shadow or residual shadow. Every trajectory was clearly visible, but it gave people a false feeling.

At the same time, a breeze blew, a sword spirit, and the sharpness was mixed with a bursting breath. Obviously, this sword was extraordinary.

If Hou Jun's attack is magnificent, there is a hegemony and fierceness everywhere. Han Fei's attack is the kind of planned backward movement, the kind of sharpness that stares at the world and breaks the face.

Is it cold flying to break the face, or to crush people with face?

What's the result? It's clear at first sight.

There was no explosion of fireworks, the sword spirit collided with the shadow of the stick, the black sword collided with the golden stick, and the bursting sky shook again, but it did not tear.

This further promotes the fighting spirit in the hearts of the two.

Suddenly, the two began to use strong attacks unscrupulously.

"Bat Tianshan with a stick!"

This stick is powerful and powerful.

"Kanshuig Mountain!"

The same two hexagrams combined blow, the same powerful and unstoppable.

Two positive attacks are full of atmosphere and domineering. In hegemony, it is like a natural law.

It seems that the stick is right to fight like this, and the sword, only such an attack, is correct.

There is also an unstoppable attack that blows everything away.

And, one sword after another, one stick after another, completely forget yourself, find the other party's trajectory, feel the other party's law, from the other party's weak points, positive, dignified attack.

"Boom!"

"Boom!!"

With a sound, cracks appeared in the sky again.

And the crack at this time looks like a beast's ferocious mouth. Although there is only a trace, it fiercely provokes everyone's hearts.

"It's getting more and more horrible. Is this still a demon?"

An idea arises in everyone's mind at the same time.

Ruolan sat on the stone, with a long blue veil covering the pair of delicate and white feet, staring at the sky in a daze, and her eyes were full of obsession.

"Yiyi, don't blame the teacher, this man, I really can't give up."

And Niu Yan, Shi Jue, Ying Feng and Hou Ao are also surprised and have strong appreciation.