Killing the King and Shafeng: Miss Seven

Although the huge lotus handprint is colorless, the fluctuations of the air flow are distorted, and the range is so wide that many people can see that Fan Tianluo is about to use that powerful soul force combat technique for the last move.

Fan Tianluo's speed was extremely fast, the air fluctuated even faster, the sky was filled with clouds, and the sky gradually darkened. Everyone felt a feeling of incomparable fear coming again.

Hailan's face was solemn, holding a crested ax in both hands, looking up at the colorless but seemingly tangible air pressure, he felt something overwhelmingly pressing down on him.

The powerful purple light on the crested ax suddenly burst out, hitting a huge ax on the top of Hailan's head, slashing fiercely at the colorless surging air, and the purple light hit the lotus finger immediately, and everyone saw that huge finger was Press down on Hailan forcefully.

Before facing this move, Wang Tu had no choice but to take it passively, because the fingerprints were too big, making it too late for him to escape under the huge pressure, but Hai Lan used a counterattack. After all, his strength is stronger than Wang Tu's. powerful.

According to his own estimates, even if he can't smash the huge lotus finger with his giant axe, it will definitely slow down its fall, giving him a chance to escape, maybe, maybe he can still follow it completely.

Who knew that just as he thought this in his heart, the lotus finger above had collided with his giant purple axe, and there should have been no sound of energy explosions at all at this moment.

Everyone only saw that the lotus finger print was like entering no one's land, and the momentum of slowing down did not even stop for a moment, and it was directly under the giant axe.

Hailan's complexion changed drastically, he found that this force was completely beyond his expectation, and a dangerous breath permeated his heart.

All the fighting spirit unreservedly charged on the crested axe, trying to block the speed of the lotus finger, but found that even if he exhausted his whole body fighting spirit, he could not change this powerful force.

This force seemed to destroy heaven and earth, making him pale as paper, feeling like an ant under these giant fingers. At this moment, he deeply felt Wang Tu's feeling of despair that he couldn't escape.

Too strong, the power of this soul power is really stronger than him, according to his estimation, it is more than twice as strong as his peak two-star martial saint, because even he has no strength to fight back.

A sense of powerlessness and frustration rose in my heart, that I was still too weak.

Fan Tianluo is too powerful, and his soul power combat skills are too powerful, which makes him feel ashamed.

"I admit defeat!" A helpless but loud voice shouted from Hailan's mouth. At this moment, he had been pressed by the fingers of the lotus until the purple light of the crested ax dissipated, and his back seemed to have bent quite a bit.

With the sound of his admitting defeat, the huge lotus fingers finally stopped and slowly dissipated under everyone's horrified eyes. The fluctuations in the air became invisible, and the huge pressure disappeared, which seemed to make the surrounding air a lot cleaner all of a sudden.

"Phew!" Hailan let out a deep breath, wiped the sweat off her forehead with her hand, looked at Fan Tianluo with a wry smile and said, "Miss Fan's move is so powerful, I'm ashamed of myself."

"Master Hailan is polite, please accept." Fantian Luoqiao had a faint smile on her face, but she was amazed at Xiaojin's strength in her heart, because the blow just now contained a wave of Xiaojin's soul power, and the superposition of power was completely overwhelming. He even felt that his strength was enough to destroy this square just now.