Fairy

Dark clouds made the sky very low. Standing on the top of the mountain and looking from a distance, the sky and the earth seemed to be connected together. At this time, a spring thunder exploded, and thousands of raindrops fell from the sky. The room is full of pouring rain.

A blue shadow flew over Qingfeng Mountain, his face was gloomy, and he flew towards Guilin Mountain through the rain.

"Gu Feng, I want you to pay in blood." Chen Qingfeng flew to the sky above Guilin Mountain in a blink of an eye.

It was pouring rain outside, Wang Xian's spiritual consciousness was released, watching the heavy rain, comprehending life, suddenly sensed Chen Qingfeng's arrival, and said to himself: "Chen Qingfeng is here, it seems that one of me and him must perish. Hmph!"

Wang Xian sacrificed his magical talisman and plundered out of the cave, hanging in the void opposite Chen Qingfeng.

"Gu Feng, today either you die or I die!" Chen Qingfeng said coldly.

"I hope you don't let me down like those eight Qingfeng Mountain disciples with your loud voice and weak strength." Wang Xian raised his head and laughed, his arrogance soaring to the sky.

"Zulan Hook!" Chen Qingfeng made seals with both hands, grabbed in the void, and grabbed two magic weapons with blades and hook heads. This is his long-famous eighth-level magic weapon Zhulan Hook.

With both hooks in his hands, Chen Qingfeng was full of incomparable confidence. He swung his double hooks and shot a series of aggressive hooks towards Wang Xian.

Facing thousands of hook qi, Wang Xian manipulated the magical talisman to wrap around his body and stop those hook qi.

"Supernatural power talisman, I don't believe that my double hooks can't break your supernatural power talisman." Chen Qingfeng swung the Zhulan hook, smashing the air, and the rings of hook lights whizzed and shot on the supernatural power talisman.

The clanging sound was endless, and the magical talisman blocked one after another, like a fortified fortress, with invincible defense.

Chen Qingfeng fired his true essence and shot the Zhulan hook, as if madly attacking the supernatural power talisman, but the supernatural power talisman was refined by hundreds of years of cultivation by the old monster who transformed the gods. Ninth-order magic weapons may not be able to break the magical talisman refined by the old monster of Huashen.

"Humph! Humph! Humph! Humph!" Chen Qingfeng's frantic actions temporarily stopped, he looked at Wang Xian with gloomy eyes, and said in a deep voice: "Normal attacks can't break the magical talisman, it seems that I can only use the magical power of fighting cattle across the mountain gone."

"Shooting cattle at Geshan!" Wang Xian's eyes turned cold, and he was a little worried. He learned from Gu Feng's memory that the supernatural power of "smashing cattle at Geshan" is a magical power that can bypass the defense and directly attack the opponent's body, which is extremely harmful.

"Beat the cow across the mountain!" Chen Qingfeng shot ten thousand hooks with his double hooks, turning into a storm and rushing towards Wang Xian.

Wang Xian covered his body with layers of Gang Qi to protect him, and his eyes were fixed on the Wan Dao Hook Qi flying towards him.

Chi!Chi!Chi!Chi!Chi!Chi!Chi!Chi!Chi!Chi!Chi!Chi!Chi!Chi!Chi!

Wan Dao's hook qi hit the supernatural power talisman, and immediately, as the hook qi flew along a mysterious trajectory, the space was distorted for a while, and the hook qi went directly through the supernatural power talisman and bombarded Wang Xian's body.

boom!boom!boom!boom!boom!boom!boom!boom!boom!boom!boom!boom!boom!boom!boom!Wan Dao hook qi shattered the shields of stellar energy laid down by Wang Xian, and bombarded the golden defense formed by the golden real demon body.

The golden true demon body stopped the attacks of Wan Dao Hook Qi in waves, and gradually broke apart. After being attacked by more than a hundred waves of Wan Dao Hook Qi, it could not bear the huge attack force and collapsed.

When Wan Dao Hook Qi was about to smash Wang Xian's body in one fell swoop, the eight dragons on Wang Xian's body turned into dragon patterns and directly sucked Wan Dao Hook Qi into the dragon patterns.

"Hahahahahahaha!" Wang Xian laughed when he saw the dragon pattern formed by the eight dragons on his body devouring the energy of ten thousand hooks, "Chen Qingfeng, your Geshan Striking Bull Magic Ability and Zhulan Hook are nothing more than that.

"You were just lucky enough to break the Ten Thousand Hook Qi, let's wait and see." Chen Qingfeng became cruel, and sprayed out the golden core, which shot out streams of fire mist.

Chen Qingfeng waved the Zhulan hook with both hands to stir up the fire mist, forming firebirds that went directly through the magical talisman along the mysterious trajectory and blasted towards Wang Xian's body.

Firebirds chirping Ɣ