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When the son Xi Chun saw Luo Feng beheading the young man with a broken arm, a gloomy expression appeared, and he sneered coldly: "Waste, even a few unknown generations cannot be killed."

"Hahaha ... he is now a nameless person, but it won't be long before the achievement will surely catch up with you. Even the farther you will be, the famous Zhenwu 6 will be!"

Zang Lei was bathing in blood, and the fighting spirit in his eyes was burning like a flame.

He said these words from his heart.

The old patriarch taught Zhentian Quan to Luo Feng. This is an unparalleled value. Zang Lei has always been curious. What is so special about Luo Feng that he can impress the old patriarch who has never received any disciples for thousands of years, so just now The gap between the wars paid attention to the battle between Luo Feng and the youth with broken arms.

What happened later gradually solved the doubts in his mind.

How many people in the world can defeat the top masters of True Realm with the Seven Realms of True Realm. Even if the strength of the opponent is compromised, it is only equivalent to the Real Realms of Eight Realms. Xiu Wei will regress because of injuries, but experience and martial arts will not retreat because of it.

Especially with the last sword of Luo Feng, Zang Lei almost forgot that he was just a mid-seventh-level warrior in Zhenyuan Realm. With that sword, he felt a dangerous atmosphere, which was extremely extraordinary.

Hearing Zang Lei's words, Xi Chun's eyes narrowed:

"People, there is so much talk. Rest assured, since you are so optimistic about that kid, after I killed you, I will send him on the road with you so that you will not be too lonely on Huangquan Road."

With a smirk, Xichun's eyes flashed coldly, and he pointed out.

"Black Wind Fingers!"

Black means that the volley sky skyrocketed into a black hurricane and stormed towards Zang Lei and Zidian Flying Tiger.

boom!

Zang Leifei took a punch, blasted the air, shattered his fingers, and exploded backwards, caught by the Purple Electric Flying Tiger.

Wiping off the blood on the corner of his mouth, Zang Lei looked at Xi Chun, and laughed: "Not enough, not enough! Boy, do you have that strength, itching is almost the same."

Xichun's face was slightly heavy, and he could not fight for a long time. With the tragic death of the young man with a broken arm, he was quite annoyed.

However, the barrens forged from a young age focused on defense and strength. His black wind breaking fingers were characterized by flexibility and paradox. The power was not very powerful. The nemesis was a forged warrior with a very high defense.

No matter how much you change, what's the use of not breaking the defense?

"Dead duck has a hard mouth. If you want excitement, I will give you excitement!"

Xichun's eyes flickered, and a black air flow burst on him, forming a whirlwind, covering him inside.

"The Black Wind is smashing!"

The cold gaze shot out through the black whirlwind. As Xichun the son drank coldly, the black whirlwind suddenly burst into ten strange shadows, stood in the void, and pointed out at the same time to Zang Lei.

Uh ...

The ten fingers were divided into volleys, and each finger was divided into ten. In a blink of an eye, hundreds of whirlwind fingers appeared in the sky, tearing the air, shrieking and shooting at Zang Lei, covering the sky without the slightest clearance.

Zang Lei had no plan to dodge at all. When fighting, the barbarians always thought that offense was the best defense, and there was no concept of dodge.

Hum!

Zang Lei's palm was clinging to the back of Zidian Flying Tiger, a trace of blood-red breath appeared on his body, and the thick thunder that was born on the wings of Zidian Flying Tiger merged. One.

"Tiger Thunder!"

With Zang Lei's roar, Zidian Feihu stood up, and a bright thunder condensed on his right paw, like stepping down, he stepped down suddenly.

boom!

The entire sky was shaken violently. As the purple electric flying tiger took a claw, it exploded countless thunders within ten feet of the body. Between heaven and earth, a huge thunder network appeared, swept out, and approached Hurricanes were flaming and kept blowing.

Huh! Huh! Huh! Uh ...

After all, Zang Leixiu was a short shot. After the Thunder power grid shattered most of the whirlwind fingers, it gradually dissipated. Some fish that missed the net hit Zang Lei and Zidian Flying Tiger.

For a time, one person and one beast were completely submerged by the black hurricane, blood holes continued to appear on his body, and the air was filled with strong **** gas.

"Haha, happy! It's been a long time since I fought!"

Although covered with blood, Zang Lei's expression was not fearful, but he was extremely excited, but his voice was weak.

"There are more happy."

Seeing that Zang Lei was not dead, Xichun's face was gloomy and watery, his eyes flashed coldly, his figure disappeared instantly, his **** in his right food became dark, and he aimed at Zang Lei's throat.

Is planning to end Zang Lei's life, Xichun son suddenly felt an unprecedented chill in his heart, his face changed greatly, the figure suddenly increased, flashed out.

Hey!

He had just left, and a sharp crystal sword qi suddenly appeared, with a sturdy and imposing manner, beheaded and killed, tearing a kilometer-long sky with a horrible crack visible to the naked eye.

"Instantaneous killing of sword gas, did that disciple of the sword tomb have broken through!"

Xichun's face changed again and again, and he looked up in the direction where Su Zhuyun was before, and wanted to find out.

At this moment, a cold and bland voice suddenly sounded beside.

"you guessed right."

"what!"

Xichun's face was terrified. When someone approached him, he didn't even notice it!

"Black wind cracks!"

Without hesitation, Xichun's son immediately exhibited his escape method. Numerous black shadows burst into his body, and he shot in all directions. The real body was hidden in it and he wanted to escape.

"late."

The cold voice sounded, and for a moment, an astonishing sharp air burst into the sky, a sword light appeared, and then the volley suddenly split into thousands of sword air, spreading out on all sides, forming a sword air cage, covering thousands of meters of space. , Suddenly collapsed.

"This is Wuliang Jianqi!" Luo Feng's eyes were surprised. Wuliang Jianqi had seen Su Zhuyun and Jiang Fengfeng perform several times, but never once. It was as amazing as this time, as if he had transformed the world into a sword cage. Unable to break free, the only thing to do is to kill the hand.

Huh!

"what!"

The sword light was closed, and Xichun's slightly screaming sounded. His right chest had a sword hole coming out through his back, and there were several non- shallow sword wounds on his body. The blood flow was more than just a pair of eyes. Jian Guang gathered in the direction with deep fear.

"One yuan of robberies, thousands of divisions. Wuliang Jianqi! This is Wuliang Jianqi of the Tomb of the Sword! You ... you have broken through the Yuanhai realm."

Jian Guang gathered in a tall figure, it was Su Zhuyun.

Standing with a sword, Su Zhuyun's snow-colored dress fluttered with the wind, and the temperament of dust was like a fairy. A pair of beautiful eyes looked at Xi Chungong without any emotion, "The rude words you just said to my sister and sister, I heard them all. "

Jiang Fengfeng looked at Xichun, and hummed, "Sister, kill this gangster!"

"Black Wind Fingers!"

Hearing Jiang Fengfeng's words full of murderous intentions, Prince Xichun didn't dare to hesitate any more. He pointed to Su Zhuyun, not to urge the true elements in his body like a lightning bolt.

"Can you escape?"

When Su Zhuyun talked, her wrist moved slightly, and the silver sword disappeared instantly.

Huh!

The air flow violently between the heavens and the earth, a condensed crystal sword gas chased after Xichun the son, and suddenly disappeared in the middle of it, then appeared without any warning beyond a kilometer.

Huh!

Jian Guang flashed, a head flying high.