Cultivation – Stand above the Heaven

Chapter 408: What can't the enemy do?

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"You also come from Daomen World?" Ping Feipeng came back to Shener for a long time, and asked Shen Sheng.

"Having Dao, must have come from Daomen World? Huh! Self-righteous idiot!"

"You ... do you dare to scold this seat?" Ping Feipeng asked with an angry gritted teeth.

"Don't talk about scolding you, what about killing you?" Wan Dong's expression was cold, tightly step by step, and the edge was even more revealing.

"Ignorant and arrogant little beast! Do you think you are so angry, you can't help you here? Die!"

Ping Fei Peng was not an open-minded person, and was so angry at Wan Dong that he immediately became furious. Regardless of whether Wandong came from the Daomen World, whether there was a backstage, he could not provoke it, just a loud roar, and the whole person used his hands together, and he rushed towards Wandong murderously.

Ping Fei Peng who is serious is not so good to deal with. The silver-grey demeanor is like a silver dragon, entwined around his body, so powerful, it is really for the warriors of the world, only the part of hope.

Ping Feipeng's demeanor is indeed not as good as Wandong in level, but he is more victorious. In a blink of an eye, Wan Dong felt that he seemed to be surrounded by thousands of troops and horses, and pressure came to him from all directions like a tide, as if he could be squeezed into a patty at any time.

Wan Dong hurriedly gathered his qi all over the body, waved his palms out constantly, and offered a golden radiance, resisting the silver energy that kept going in front of him. This is undoubtedly an extremely passive play. Not only is it extremely mentally consuming, but the speed of the passage of Dao Qi is also amazingly fast!

This pressure should be at least twice that of the cold frost that Wan Dong faced. After a while, Wan Dong's whole body was almost soaked with sweat.

In contrast, Pingfeipeng is more and more courageous in the Vietnam War, the easier it is.

"Hahaha ... That's right, you really did not come from the Daomen World. You are empty of Dao Qi, but you have no rules, and you have not even reached the first level of the Yellow Seed. This seat is really curious, you are a pure Dao. How did you get angry? "

Suppressing Wan Dong in the whirlpool of Dao Qi, Ping Feipeng is already a CAO winning ticket, sneering again and again.

"Yellow seed?" Ping Feipeng's words, Wan Dong couldn't understand it, but thinking about it, it should be a division of power in the Daomen Great World.

At this time, Wan Dong had no time to pay attention to what Ping Feipeng said. His current situation was difficult, even if he only had a slight distraction, there was a danger of losing his life on the spot immediately.

"Little doll, Grandpa will send you on the road!"

Feel the bottom of Wandong. There was no more tension in Ping Feipeng. With a scream, the palm wind rose up suddenly. A rolling silver-grey spirit was like a sea dragon, shaking its claws and swinging its tail, sweeping straight to Wandong ’s chest. Come.

Unconsciously, all the retreats of Wan Dong have been blocked by Ping Feipeng. If they don't want to be put to death, there is no other way but to face the hard way.

At the juncture of life and death, Wan Dong has never flinched, and this is no exception. With a bite of steel teeth, the body's qi burst, and in a blink of an eye he shrouded his entire body in a golden light. Although under the silver-gray light all over the place, it seemed a little weak, but it revealed an unspeakable expression. Stubborn and persistent!

"Why, don't you want to give up? Boy, today, this seat will let you know that people can never compete with heaven, and this seat ... is heaven!"

In the thunderous roar of Ping Fei Peng, the overbearing silver-grey spirit was powerful and mighty, coming from the sky.

boom!

A trembling pain in the eardrums came suddenly, and in Leng Yuecui's horrified eyes, Wan Dong was like a kite with a broken line. Go out.

Pieces of misty blood rain were left in the air, and the red was fascinating and eye-catching!

Leng Yuecui only felt that he was the whole person, as if he had suddenly fallen into the ice cave, all over his body, from the inside out, breathing out everywhere everywhere. I couldn't believe my eyes at all, and couldn't accept the facts in front of me. Leng Yuecui didn't even dare to step forward and look at Wan Dong's situation.

"There is only one end to the enemy, this is death!" Ping Fei Peng flew to Wan Dong, Ping Feipeng's face was full of arrogance and fierceness.

"You ... you killed him?" Seeing Wan Dong didn't stand up, Leng Yuecui's heart suddenly panicked, her body trembling.

"When he speaks badly about this seat, he should think of such an ending!"

"You ... how can you kill him? How can you!

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