War of the Three Realms

Chapter 2000 Time and Space Powerhouse, Dragon Domain Decisive Battle [-]
"Little beauty, you have completely aroused my anger, don't blame me for not being sympathetic, except for the woman who is pregnant, all of you will die!"

Hun Peng's angry voice was deliberately suppressed, causing people to feel an unspeakable fear in their hearts, and the chaotic space in front of them also suddenly froze following his words.

The previous frenzy was like an illusion, a figure slowly appeared from the soul power, stretched out his big hand, undulating like waves, and just touched it lightly.

A shocking thing happened, and everyone watched in disbelief that the sand sculptures in the riotous space just before had been touched, without leaving any traces in an instant.

Seeing everyone's sluggish appearance, he proudly looked at his palm and smiled arrogantly: "Do you see it? This is the power of a true god. You ants will never be able to understand it. Die!"

His smile seemed to freeze, and it was deeply imprinted in the souls of everyone.

"I'm here to stop him, you guys retreat!"

Lu Wu's eyes flashed sharply, his fighting spirit soared, and the emperor-level coercion sprayed out like a tide, causing ripples in the surrounding space, turbulent like being on the surface of a lake.

Pushed by a gentle force, Meng Gu's body landed directly next to Qing Lan, who caught her, and the two shot backwards together.

"Hmph! Bluffing, vulnerable! What's the use of just understanding the rules of space? It's still just a fish in a pond. Only by jumping out of the fish pond and turning into a fisherman is the real god. You are so bad Far!"

Hun Peng's voice was ethereal, as if it was coming from all directions, straight to the heart.

However, Lu Wu's face changed drastically, the Fire Cloud Sword had already slashed out horizontally, and sprinkled a ten-foot-long flame dragon in the midair.

At the same time, his body spun around in the air. Amidst the whistling sound, his left arm had turned into a terrifying giant claw, which was tens of feet wide, like a hill, squeezing the air so that it screamed shrillly.

boom!
The giant palm crossed the flame dragon, setting off a sky-rocketing wave, covering the space with a radius of [-] meters, and the violent energy burst out suddenly like oil poured into the flame.

Squeeze! Squeeze!

The space was shattered without any suspense, floating like a mirror, and all the substances in it were subjected to the baptism of the terrifying space storm in an instant.

Unlike the previous space storms, this time the range was controlled by Lu Wu within a hundred meters, and its destructive power was even more astonishing.

More importantly, this is a real collaboration between him and Ying Long.

(End of this chapter)