One person is the ancestor of all Dharmas

Chapter 19 The Strength of Ten Guys

pat, pat.

A few ice slags fell to the ground, rolled around a few times, and then were kicked away.

Jia Zhengyu swayed, his body was still affected by the cold, the biting chill was attacking his body, it seemed that other things were mixed in it.

Lao Hu and Tan Chang were knocked unconscious by the air bomb.

Yuan'er didn't have time to escape, and was completely sealed in the ice layer.

And I was only spared because of my quick reaction, but I was still not unscathed, my right calf was covered with frost, and even Yun Qi couldn't dissolve it for a while.

It was just a fight between a few breaths, and I was the only one left on my side.

This guy is trickier than expected.

Huang Sheng landed leisurely, shook his sleeves, and confirmed that the opponent had almost no fighting strength.

The elf still didn't make a move.

Have you noticed it? You are so keen...

No, probably not.

Then there is only one possibility, its mission has been completed, and the Lord is coming.

Whoosh!

Huang Sheng stretched his waist, and felt a gust of wind blowing over his head. A pair of ghost claws just flew into the air, and then dispersed in the air.

Not far away, there was a white-haired boy standing there.

It wasn't Feng Zhenghao, but the fourth son of the Feng family, Feng Xingtong.

"Where's your father? I'm afraid it won't be enough for you to deal with me..." Huang Sheng smiled a little eccentrically, without changing the color on his face.

Feng Xingtong didn't reply, he was still walking forward slowly, his eyes had already become pure black, a little piercing.

One type, devouring array.

Huang Sheng noticed the movement of the opponent's Qi, and couldn't help frowning slightly, as if the source was still his own shadow.

A face emerged from the shadows again.

An invisible force enveloped his body, tightly restrained, unable to move a centimeter, even under such pressure, even breathing became difficult.

But it is not unbreakable after a little support.

"Your companion has been captured. If you honestly hand over Yaya, you will end up fighting against the Tianxiahui." Feng Xingtong's tone was gloomy, and his killing intent could no longer be concealed, as if he was influenced by the spirit possessing him.

But it seems that the elf is still relatively weak, so it shouldn't be able to reach this level.

"Hehe..." Huang Sheng chuckled twice, still calmly.

Sure enough, that guy Liu Yanyan was arrested again. After all, he couldn't escape because of his lack of strength, but it shouldn't be a big problem.

After erasing part of her memory, she gave her the command to attract firepower for herself, and I don't know if those living corpses have been defeated by me, the little girl will cry miserably...

Hahaha, just think about it.

As for becoming a captive, anyway, there will be no mistakes after the memory is processed, and after Feng Yaya is sent back safely, she will probably be fine.

I just hope she doesn't talk too hard and can suffer less. Fortunately, Tianxiahui is also a serious alien force.

"What are you laughing at?" Feng Xingtong was a little displeased, and frowned.

Although the enemy was under control, the hand felt a little wrong. What was worse was that the uneasiness in his heart was getting stronger and stronger, as if it was about to gush out.

The scene he saw in the next moment shocked him even more, and he saw that the spirit devouring array controlling the other party began to dissolve by itself.

And the elf that made up this pose actually got on the opponent's body.

"Tch, almost..." Huang Sheng's eyes turned dark, feeling the changes in his body, he felt that the increase in strength was not that great.

This elf is kind of bad.

In the next moment, his figure swayed, and he was already a hundred steps away, standing in front of Feng Xingtong.

The two looked at each other, and they both felt the ferocity mixed in the other's breath, and their fists collided, causing a huge wave of anger.

The turbulent air waves raised dust all over the sky.

Huang Sheng still had the upper hand in this punch, but Feng Xingtong was not to be outdone, and refused to give up an inch.

He still wanted to fight back, but he couldn't make up his mind for a while, and he also realized that the opponent's strength was not weak.

More importantly, he has confirmed that the method used by the other party is not other witchcraft, but a genuine Juling dispatcher. Their Feng family's Juling dispatcher is a level higher than his own.

This discovery made Feng Xingtong a little surprised.

At this time, Jia Zhengyu, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, seized the opportunity and shot out the dragon pecking cone in his hand, directly hitting the opponent's goal.

Although one leg was blocked by ice, and his walking energy was somewhat blocked, he still had the power of a single blow.

The dragon-pecking awl that the other party had taken before also snatched back the control, and it was hard to believe that he could block the two dragon-pecking awls at the same time.

Two black lines go straight to the target.

But at the next moment, it seemed that time slowed down a lot at a certain moment, the hands just picked it up in the air, and the two dragon pecking cones were both disconnected.

Jia Zhengyu's throat was sweet, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Thank you very much." Huang Sheng didn't forget to thank him, and stabbed at the boy in front of him with his double cone.

puff!
The dragon pecking awl pierced through the young man's shoulders, picking and pulling out, although he deliberately avoided the vital points, but still crippled most of the opponent's fighting strength at once, and then raised his foot to kick him out.

Feng Xingtong let out a muffled snort, and flew out backwards.

boom!
Finally fell heavily to the ground.

Huang Sheng waved his hand lightly, and pulled out the elf in his body, but he was still not quite used to this method.

This guy is really difficult to deal with, he almost got caught in the road, as expected of the Eight Wonders, he is a bit evil.

It shouldn't be too much to pay back for a minor injury.

Otherwise, there is really no way to deal with this guy. Feng Xingtong's mastery of the Eight Wonders is beyond elegance, and even the current self needs to concentrate on guarding.

"Huh?" Huang Sheng frowned slightly, the elf that had been hiding in the surrounding environment seemed to finally show its feet.

However, the behavior seemed a little weird, as if he was inducing himself to attack.

Naturally, Huang Sheng wouldn't be fooled, but he still tried to test it out, planning an escape route, to see if he could get rid of him this time.

And the next moment, a coercion that was several times stronger than that enveloped him, making it inevitable for him to avoid it, so he could only bite the bullet and take it.

boom!
There is another elf in the shadow.

It finally made a move, and it was really Feng Zhenghao who came back.

One type, devouring array.

boom!
"It seems that President Feng's heart is not so open..." Huang Sheng smiled bitterly and stabilized his figure, but his feet sank half an inch and sank into the soil.

Compared with Feng Xingtong, the power of the same move is completely different, and it is even more difficult for him to use the same method to solve it.

The same method has completely different effects in the hands of different people, and this is the gap.

At this time, Huang Sheng understood one thing. To deal with this person, if he didn't show his housekeeping skills, it might not be so easy to get out of the body.

It is even more ignorant to send generals to play tricks in front of this one.

The pinnacle of contemporary aliens.

This is ten guys.

(End of this chapter)