The Spirit of God Million Domain

Chapter 179 Swords and Deaths (Three More)

Hey!

Xu Feng’s slap, which contains one-third of his power, flew Pan Qingchuan directly out of the ring, and could not climb again.

Wan Liang body, the killings broke out, his eyes glared at Xu Feng, he did not expect him to open Xu Feng to stop, Xu Feng not only did not stop, but also smashed him in front of him, while hitting Pan Qingchuan Flying out, this is equal to the face of everyone, playing his face.

"The courage of this kid is really big. It is a man who dares to collide with the elders."

"But I think he is so irritated and has no benefit to him."

"His strength is good, and there is still a long way to go to compete with Wanliang."

"When Wan Liang really killed him, he was also punished at most."

Looking at the face of Wan Liang, many people replaced Xu Feng with a cold sweat.

"Kid, I will let you know that it is the biggest mistake of your life to provoke me." After that, the spiritual power of Wan Liang began to surge.

On his body, a sword is filled with it.

He cultivated the swordsmanship, and the power of the artistic conception broke out. It was the kendo artistic conception, but he did not touch the true kendo artistic conception.

"Don't you like people in Dongzhuang who like to talk about shit?" Xu Feng looked at Wan Liang and said: "I remember correctly, the two wastes in front of you, do you say that?"

"court death!"

Wan Liang didn't expect Xu Feng to be so mad. At the same time, he slammed out one step at a time, and one hand was very quick to grab the sword wrapped around his waist.

laugh!

The silvery white light flashed, and the next sword of Wanliang was about to fall on Xu Feng's body.

Many people looked at Wan Liang’s shot and couldn’t help but raise their minds. Some worried about Xu Feng.

"Mr. Lin Shi, do we want to shoot?" I don't know why, when Dong Ling Ling looked at Wan Liang's shot, her heart produced deep concern, even she did not understand.

Didn't she always want Xu Feng to die? However, he could not help but worry about the safety of Xu Feng.

Lin Xiaoxiang has become dignified. Although the strength of Wan Liang is not worth mentioning compared with her, Xu Feng is only a five-pronged king.

Immediately, she shook her head and looked a little curious in her eyes. "Look at the full strength of this guy first. If he really can't do it, then we will not be late."

The five spirits are released and the golden light flashes.

Xu Feng moved his feet, his body opened, and he immediately avoided the attack of Wan Liang. At the same time, he shot one hand toward Wan Liang's sword.

Wan Liang’s sword fell through, and some of them surprised Xu Feng’s eyes.

He did not expect Xu Feng to escape his first sword.

He claims that a sword is invincible, because there are few people who can survive a trick under his sword.

However, Wan Liang’s look was gloomy. Even if Xu Feng escaped the first sword, he did not believe that Xu Feng could escape the second sword.

"Your strength really surprised me, I can escape the first sword, and the second sword will die." While Wan Liang stood firm, the sword in his hand slowly lifted up.

The silvery light began to condense on his sword. The fierce sword front made many people feel chilly. The space under the sword edge seemed to show signs of rupture.

"The original so-called sword is invincible, but it is just that." Xu Feng's mouth sneered out, Wan Liang in front of his former two brothers Yao Jiuzhou compared, the two are simply not in a grade.

The swordsmanship of Yao Kyushu is elegant and elegant, and the killing is swaying. If a sword is shot, the opponent will be seriously injured if it is not dead. That is the courage of the sword in the sword.

"Damn!"

Wan Liang’s low roar, the sword in his eyes flashing, the spiritual power constantly rushing toward his sword, and Jianmang began to tear in all directions.

A sword figure began to gather around Wan Liang's body. This time, Wan Liang's swordsmanship was not fast, but became very fierce.

"The sky is a sword."

The sword in Wan Liang’s hand shook, and the body had already rushed out toward Xu Feng. When a sword swept out, the body was flashing within five or six meters.

"I don't think that Wan Liang actually displayed this sword method. This is the best spiritual skill at the prefecture level." Someone knows the swordsmanship that Wan Liang displayed, and exclaimed.

Wan Liang and Xu Feng were the second move, and they showed his swordsmanship, and the people around him might not be surprised.

A sword stabbed, and the swordsman shot in a random way, wrapped in Xu Feng from all sides.

"It’s good to come, but your sword is too weak, otherwise it has some meaning.” Xu Feng’s eyes are hot, and what he wants is to fight against the strong.

The Pan Qingchuan stream just now has no challenge to him. Only when he really fights with the same genius, his strength will be accelerated.

"My swordsmanship is going to attack, and you dare to distract yourself. It’s really a dead end." Wan Liang didn’t expect Xu Feng to be so arrogant, his sword had already been attacked by him, and he dared to distract himself. .

"Cracking the stars!"

Just after Wan Liang’s words were just finished, the dragons shouted.

Xu Feng’s body twisted and seemed to know that his sword was falling. He cleverly escaped his attack and let his swordsman impact the ground not far away, leaving a huge dent.

Before he could react, Xu Feng’s boxing method was shocked. He wanted to return to the sword to stop it. It was too late.

Hey!

Only able to force the physical strength of the whole body, and resist the place where Xu Feng attacked.

At the moment of being hit by a fist, Wan Liang felt that his body was tumbling, as if he had suffered a mountain suppression, his feet continued to retreat on the platform, leaving traces of footprints.

"You can actually block my second sword. It seems that you have a little means..." Wan Liang clung to the sword in his hand and his look became dignified.

Xu Feng interrupted his words and smiled: "Do you want to say that you can block my second sword, the third sword you will die!"

Hahaha...

Many people heard Xu Feng's words, and then looked at Wan Liang's funny look, could not help but burst into laughter.

"Yes, the third sword, you will die!" Wan Liang can no longer endure the inner anger. He was repeatedly provoked by Xu Feng, and his spiritual power surged, causing him to rush his blood and his eyes became bloody.

"You must kill a sword."

Wan Liang shocked out and endured the injury he suffered. What he had to do was to kill Xu Feng before he could wash his inner anger.

"Well, this is the real killing of Wan Liang. I don't know if Xu Feng can resist it." A warrior who was trained by Ling Zong, looked at the third sword that Wan Liang showed, and exclaimed.

"Ha ha ha, Xu Feng is going to die, not self-sufficient, Wan Liang is the third strongest." Looking at Xu Feng not only did not die, but also occupied some advantages, Ye Gu face is very difficult to see.

After seeing the scent of killing everything in Wan Liang, with his intuition, he knew that Xu Feng would die, and this is the real killing of Wan Liang.

Oh...

Wan Liang’s killings, although there was only one trick, but the swordsmanship changed a thousand, and a sword and a sword smashed toward Xu Feng. He smiled and said: “The next step is your death.”

This sword contains the momentum of courage, and the power of the martial arts in his body is all condensed. His sword is enough to kill any warrior of the Sanpin Lingzong.

As Wan Liang’s swordsmanship became more and more fierce, the sword was shining.

Wan Liang's swordsmanship is only one trick, but his swordsmanship has many tricks. In two blinks, he has played more than ten strokes in the ring.

"Hahahaha, how do you know that my swordsmanship is so powerful?" Seeing his own swordsmanship suppressing Xu Feng, Wan Liang felt refreshed and said: "Now I am in front of me, from the exhaust I can't kill you."

"Hey, Xu Feng's talent is terrible, and he can cultivate spiritual skills into the realm."

"The time for him to enter the Three Rings is still too short, otherwise his talent, Wan Liang may not be his opponent."

"It seems that the hope of the rise of Xizhuang will be shattered. I don't know where Ye Liangchen has been promoted."

Many foreign disciples in Xizhuang watched Xu Feng gradually fall into the wind, and the expectations between the gods also shattered.

Wan Liang stepped on the ground, his eyes were condensed, and the sword in his hand was lifted up and roared: "Next, die!"

A sword stabbed, the blade turned, like dozens of sword lights, all rotated, stabbed toward Xu Feng, everywhere is Wanliang's sword shadow, nowhere to hide.

"Not good, Xu Feng is dangerous." Dongfang Lingyue and Lin Xiaoxiang both looked at each other. When they watched the sword, they wanted to help, but they were too late.

Xu Feng stood there, he did not panic, but replaced it with a well-informed momentum.

In his eyes, that is the momentum of a superior.

"Tenglong fell to the sea."

The first move of the Xingba XIII style is also the first move of Xu Feng’s cultivation since he was born again. It is also the first time he has exhibited the thirteen-style boxing method.

His hands waved, and between his fists, he condensed the illusion of two dragons, bursting out the horror of the horror, forming a circle of vortex.

He was flashing in gold and his power exploded.

Rumble!

The horror of the momentum rises to the sky, and countless people have changed their faces. Some high-ranking Lingzong felt the inner trembling when the fist was displayed.

From the punch that Xu Feng showed, they actually felt the dangerous atmosphere.

Feeling the momentum of Xu Feng's boxing, Wan Liang also showed fear in his eyes. He waved the sword inside his hand and wanted to resist the fists and whirlpool around him.

But the sword light that his swordsmanship rushed out, just hit the moments of the boxing, and disappeared, leaving a moment impossible.

"Hey!"

The impact of the fist smashed above the sword in Wan Liang’s hand, the sound of the cracked sound of the long sword sounded, and the crisp sound made countless people feel shocked.

Between the stunned look of Wan Liang, countless whirlpools drowned Wan Liang.

He had not had time to make a snoring sound, and at the moment when the boxing shadow dissipated, he slowly fell softly on the ring.

The third, the fourth word, is equivalent to the other five, my daily guarantee is three, those who say two more brothers, touch your conscience! Haha! Finally, ask for a ticket and ask for a reward!

(End of this chapter)