Asuru God Soul

When Chu Xingyu's words came out, the pupils of the five Tianlong shrank slightly.

"Chu Xingyu let Leng Feng go? Did I hear wrong?"

"I heard you right. Chu Xingyu really let Leng Feng go!"

"Leng Feng's accomplishments have reached the later stage of the seventh heavy in the martial arts realm. Where did this boy get his courage?"

After several Tianlong confirmed again and again, they finally confirmed that Chu Xingyu had just challenged Tianlong's first cold front.

"Does the boy feel arrogant after escaping our joint attack?"

Five days ago, Lengfeng united with other Tianlong to attack Chu Xingyu, but he didn't kill the waste.

They don't think Chu Xingyu will survive their joint attack.

After all, the combined powerful strike of the six heavenly dragons is as powerful as the strong ones in tianwu territory.

Even if the cold front is hit, it will turn into dust on the spot. Chu Xingyu can't survive.

The only explanation is that they missed!

After the deviation, the space energy afterwave bombarded out instantly threw Chu Xing rain far away.

The lethality of the original position attack did not spread to the Chu Xingyu who was thrown out.

The energy afterwave saved the boy's life,

Therefore, he was able to survive under the joint attack of the people.

Chu Xingyu survived, which does not prove his strength.

On the contrary, all Tianlong at this time still think that Chu Xingyu is a trivial mole ant.

Before Leng Feng entered the dreamland, he was in the middle of the powerful seven fold of the war martial arts realm. Now, his strength has been upgraded to the later stage of the seven fold of the war martial arts realm.

With such strong strength, these Tianlong take the lead.

Don't say it's resistance, even dissatisfaction doesn't dare to exist.

The boy is so brave!

Even they dare not disobey the cold front, Chu Xingyu will even launch a challenge.

Isn't he afraid of death?

In other words, Chu Xingyu thought he was already a dead man, so he said such words.

"Boy, I'm Leng Feng. I haven't met anyone as arrogant as you for many years!"

After hearing Chu Xingyu's words, Leng Feng was also slightly stunned.

Immediately, in his cold eyes, there was a strong sense of killing.

"Now, I will destroy you with my own hands!"

The energy in the sky, at the moment when the cold front's eyes are cold, is tense in an instant!

In the palm of his hand, a mass of brilliance is slowly condensing.

Dong!

With the cold front's right foot stomping heavily on the ground, the energy in the sky immediately accelerated and poured into his palm like water.

At this time, there was a light fog on his palm, and the lightning of toothpick was beating out of his palm.

How strong!

All Tianlong's eyes trembled slightly.

This is Leng Feng's Fengyun palm. When I saw him use it last year, it didn't have such powerful power. Now, it's more than doubled.

"The young man's strength should be the strongest among the people. The young man in white will die!"

"It's a pity that the young man in white finally got the green dragon order, but now he's going to give it away."

On the holy peak, when a group of Warcraft saw the power of cold front, their hearts were also secretly frightened.

In the world of the law of the jungle, looting can happen at any time.

Although the young man in white won the green dragon order unparalleled in the world, he was the strongest cold front.

It's an eternal truth that the world is dominated by martial arts and the strong is respected.

When the Warcraft on the holy peak talked one after another, the cold front moved.

"Go to hell!"

The cold front surged out like a strong wind.

The energy of his palm surged with the roar of his eardrum.

At this moment, cold front's palms seemed to beat with two groups of white light.

Boom!

The violent momentum is superimposed layer by layer with the sweep of the cold front

This palm is powerful and powerful. If it hits Chu Xingyu, the boy will die!

Facing the stormy wind and cloud palm, Chu Xingyu felt that there was a huge mountain in front of him and pressed himself.

However, there was no panic on his face.

Chu Xingyu, who has mastered the heart of the sword, can release the sword without a sword.

After drawing inferences from one instance, Chu Xingyu understood the palm technique of the heart.

The "ice fire magic sword palm" you understand in different space is not necessarily weaker than the "wind and cloud palm" of Leng Feng.

WOW!

The left hand of the Chu star rain, a flame, shining like the scorching sun.

Right hand, ice breath, as bright as moonlight.

Left hand water, right hand fire.

This scene made the eyes of the five Tianlong shrink together.

"What is this?"

"I don't know, but it doesn't seem weak!"

"Not only is it not weak, but its energy is also faintly more than the wind and cloud palm of the cold front!"

The white cold light and red fire beating on the palms of the young man in white make them a little incredible.

But what they don't know is that there are fine swords shuttling through the sun on the left hand and the ice on the right hand of Chu Xingyu.

This is the ice fire magic sword palm created by Chu Xingyu after he combined the ice fire martial soul and suddenly realized the heart of the sword.

"Don't play tricks here. Take my palm!"

Seeing Chu Xingyu's strange palm technique, Leng Feng was not frightened away. Instead, he shot it more violently.

At this moment, Leng Feng's palms came with a bang.

Chu Xingyu's palms are also more cold front together.

Boom!

When the palms of the young men in white hit each other, the swords in the palms of the young men in white shot out like dense arrows.

The power of a sword as big as a silver needle is unmatched.

The energy from the cold front Fengyun palm was like a balloon, pierced by the sword.

Whew! Whew! Whew!

The palms of the two people close together were filled with white light.

It was the sound of the sword cutting through the palm.

A blood stain flew out of Lengfeng's palm.

"Get out!"

Chu Xingyu whispered, the vitality in his hands burst out, and a magnificent force came out!

Pen!

The next moment, Leng Feng was blown away by the boy's powerful ice and fire magic sword palm.

This scene stunned everyone.

The cold front's wind and cloud palm not only did not turn the Chu star rain into ashes.

On the contrary, Chu Xingyu was not injured, while Leng Feng was repulsed in the eyes of everyone.

Pop!

The cold front fell on the flat ground, and his eyes were cold.

His drooping palms were covered with flesh and blood.

Tick!

A little blood, from the palm, dripping to the ground!

"Leng Feng, is that what you said to let me die?"

The corner of Chu Xing Yu's mouth evoked a mocking smile.

Weak!

Cold front is too weak!

"Boy, pick me up again...!"

Before Leng Feng's words of miraculous corruption were finished, he was interrupted by the cold sound of Chu Xing's rain:

"I didn't take you!"

"But you... Take me!"

As soon as the voice fell, the boy suddenly made a move!