Cultivation In Troubled Times

Just when the five fingers of Shenwei were about to touch the three flyers, suddenly his heart was alarmed and his arm was frozen. A piece of golden light comes with the sound of wind and thunder!

With a deep drink, the bone flute of Shenwei's left hand burst out three yellow lights, shooting at the golden light. At the same time, his right arm soared, his giant hand opened, and he grabbed sanfeibang.

"Chi Chi Chi" three sharp sound, the golden light suddenly disappeared, replaced by a crazy volume of silver. Shenwei only felt a pain in his right hand. If he was bitten by a snake, he could not help but loosen his five fingers and drew back.

In the glittering silver, a strong murderous force made Shenwei cold through his body. Then he urged the bone flute in his hand. A yellow sound wave rushed to the incoming silver.

"Boom"

The void shakes wildly, and the energy is strong. Under the great power, Shenwei stepped back several steps, his chest was stuffy, and his Qi and blood surged like waves, which made his internal organs ache.

With a click, the broken end of the bone flute in Shenwei's hand peels off a small piece, and then with a bang, it turns into a wisp of powder and dissipates.

Frightened, angry and frightened, Shen Wei looked forward and saw Wang Feng's copper armor wrapped around him, a pair of giant wings whistling wind, his left hand holding a colorful spherical object, and the other hand slowly bringing the three flying boards into the storage space on the copper armor. A silver bow without strings was floating beside him, silver flowing like a waterfall or a spring.

"Damn it! I knew that this bowless silver bow had an extraordinary origin. That day, in Zhenxu Valley, I didn't get it. Instead, it was damaged. What's the origin of this bow Shenwei stares at Wang Feng and looks at the silver bow. He is jealous and resentful. He watches Wang Feng calmly bring the three flyers into his bag.

"The three flyers are mine! Give it back to me Shenwei's eyes are like knives, flashing with a sense of madness, hoping to eat Wang Feng raw.

"What you say is yours is yours?" Wang Feng sneered with disdain and glanced at Shenwei, "now it's mine! With your dog's life, it's mine

With that, Wang Feng took the silver bow in his hand. Without saying a word, he bent the bow and coagulated the arrow. In the roar of the void, the silver sharp arrow was aimed at the astonished and inexplicable power. Mori Han's killing machine, lock it firmly.

In an instant, Shenwei made a reaction, and his body suddenly retreated. At the same time, his right hand turned over, a yellow shield blocked his chest, and four forces were crazy. The bone flute of his left hand shot several yellow awns. He decided to launch a full counterattack against Wang Feng when he flew back.

With a sneer, the five fingers of Wang Feng's right hand loosened, and the silver arrow roared out. It disappeared in a flash. When it reappeared, it had been shot on the light shield held by Shenwei's right hand.

"Boom"

The silver rain is splashing, the light shield is also a rapid change, almost to dissipate, and the tiger mouth of Shenwei, under the great power of the silver arrow, has burst.

"Another piece of wasteland?" Wang Feng was shocked. Unexpectedly, Shenwei's family is so rich. At present, he has two pieces of waste utensils in hand. Although they are not intact, they are far beyond the existence of empty utensils.

In the blink of an eye, several yellow awns shot in the turbulent flow. Wang Feng bent his bow. In a burst of "crackling" sound, it was completely blocked. At this time, Shenwei, with a flute in one hand and a broken bowl in the other hand, is about to disappear.

"Look at you... The Vientiane!" Wang Feng a deep drink, left hand ball Vientiane under a flash, has been integrated into the void. He himself, however, fants his wings wildly and goes after the divine power.

The Vientiane, whose carrier is nine color obsidian, has been integrated by Wang Feng with the complete laws of time and space. It is extremely against the sky and can evolve or synchronize.

The complete laws of time and space are some great powers of space, which they have never mastered. However, since they stepped into the space, they not only have the three mysteries of Yin, Yang and Hunyuan in mind, but also have created another space law, which is called the realm of space.

The realm of emptiness is not the same as the realm below, because it is another creation of emptiness, and each realm of emptiness has its own attribute or power. However, most of the space fields are still based on the laws of the original universe, or not completely divorced from the laws of space of the original universe.

With the improvement of Wang fengxiu's strength, the power and efficacy of the Vientiane also increased. Even in the twelve storey tower area, the law of time and space or speed can be fully displayed.

After urging the transport of the Vientiane, Wang Feng flapped his wings and swept away quickly, and at the same time, he repeatedly opened his bow. He didn't want to give Shenwei any breath, or let him turn around calmly. How similar was this scene to Wang Feng's first encounter with Hong Wu in Hongmeng's gate?

At that time, Wang Feng was just an ancient strength. In the face of Hong Wu's projection, he did his best. He even used Zixue's magic weapon and the fog of chaos and variation. After he lost the chance, he wanted to turn around and couldn't get it.

A master's skill lies in seizing the first chance. Life and death are only on the front line. Any tiny flaw, such as turning around and running away, will result in death.

Shenwei obviously knew this, so from the beginning to the end, he was facing Wang Feng and retreated suddenly. It's not that he doesn't want to turn around, but that he can't, or that Wang Feng doesn't give him this opportunity at all.

Three Silver Arrows burst into the air and shot at Shenwei in an instant. As a last resort, Shenwei had to hold up his shield. The bone flute in the other hand had lost its original power because it was far away from Wang Feng. As a result, Shenwei has been in a passive situation and has no chance to fight back.

"Why do you have to force each other when the three flyers are in your hands? As long as you let me go, this bone flute is yours... "Shenwei cried in secret, helpless. The so-called long guard will lose, if it goes on like this, sooner or later it will be pierced by the silver arrow. He had no choice but to discuss with Wang Feng.

"That's it? I don't want it Wang fenghan's voice comes back, his wings fan again, and the moment is approaching. The faces of the two sides have clearly fallen into each other's eyes.

"What do you want?" Shenwei roared with grief and indignation. His forehead was blue and his eyes were red. But the body shape suddenly retreats unceasingly, has not reduced half the score slightly because of the chanting power transmission.

"Your life! That's all His wings trembled, and two golden threads flashed out, cutting through the void. One left and one right appeared on both sides of Wang Feng, which was very eye-catching. At this time, his distance with Shenwei was a little closer.

"Then go to hell!" With a roar, the bone flute of Shenwei's left hand shot out a thick yellow awn, like a huge blade breaking through the air, cutting at Wang Feng from a distance.

Just at this time, a big colorful ball, tens of feet straight, suddenly appeared behind the retreating Shenwei, like a huge colorful wall, waiting for Shenwei to come.