Thunderbolt of the End of the World

Using his fingers as a sword, Lin Feng used the "Essential Sword Technique" to double-hit with Salihan's two spears. With a flick of his fingers, Salihan's hands went numb and took a step back. Then he suddenly jumped up and kicked Lin Feng in the face. .

"I don't know where to go."

Lin Feng waved his hand, and Pang Ran Zhenyuan turned into a wall of air.

"Bang~"

With a muffled groan, Shalihan stepped back again and again, feeling like she was kicking the steel plate with all her strength, and her entire right leg was about to be scrapped!

"stop!"

Lin Feng and Shalihan only fought in the blink of an eye. The Arbiter of An Ji saw that Lin Feng was able to handle it with ease, apparently not doing his best, and hurriedly stopped.

But will Lin Feng listen to him?

Of course not, Sarihan was knocked out with one palm, and then instantly appeared above the Arbiter of Anji, stepping on the top of Arbiter of Anji with one foot, like the top of Mount Tai, and instantly stepped on the ground, revealing only one head.

Shalihan and Anji Arbiter were hit hard one after another, and Han Yancui was obviously taken aback and retreated.

"You...don't come here!"

Lin Feng smiled wickedly and said: "Little girl, she looks handsome, give me a smile."

"Rude people, yongxuefeixu!"

Han Yancui turned to donate an umbrella and cast a different technique. In an instant, white fluttering fluttered in the sky. It seemed harmless, but once it was inhaled, it would fill the body, and it would be useless to recover.

"Tips for carving bugs!"

　Lin Feng was fearless and fearless, not to mention that these flying foxes could not break through his protective air shield, and even if they entered the body, they could not cause damage to him.

"What do you want?"

Seeing that his methods could not work, Han Yancui suddenly felt powerless.

At this time, Pixiu was also tired of playing, and bit the evil hunter into pieces, swallowed it, burped happily, and then turned into a kitten-sized runway Lin Feng Hold big in front of you. Legs are cute.

"How about it? Hmm! Is that a question?"

Lin Feng touched his chin, Han Yancui in front of him was Sister Wang's future princess, and it would not be a pleasant thing to report to Sister Wang in the future.

……

hundreds of miles away.

The King City of Fire House Buddha Prison - Jumang Red City!

The gloomy hall looks very simple. The cursed world master in black robes is half lying on the throne, supporting the big bald head with one hand, thinking about how to strengthen the Buddha prison.

The living environment of the Fire House Buddha Prison is harsh, and the lack of resources cannot even meet the basic survival needs.

The people in the Fire House Buddha Prison who are unable to eat will starve to death even if they do not fight. In order to survive, they even kill each other. Instead, it is better to declare war to the outside world, and they can snatch some materials to ease the situation in the Fire House Buddha Prison. And those who died in battle can be regarded as decompressing the fire house and Buddha prison, and at the same time, they can also establish a consistent external belief.

But it is not the way to go on like this, because there is a killing. Slaughter Island is not a role to be messed with. After years of fighting, the Fire House Buddha Prison has not taken any advantage, and it has been miserable haha!

"kindness?"

The curse world master of Jing Si suddenly felt a rush of energy, and there was a hint of coldness in the eyes of the lunar calendar.

"Jaling, a guest is here!" Cursed World Lord stood up for a moment, a power of darkness surged, looking at the capable warrior standing on the right: "Come with me, welcome the guest."

"Yes, King!"

The guardian Jialing has white hair and red robes, with a mighty figure and an eight-foot-long spear on his back. He has a red-patterned diamond-shaped spear head with spikes on the left, and the other side is shaped like a dragon wing. Jialing is the most trusted subordinate of the Lord of the World. He is resolute, taciturn and calm, loyal to the curse world master, never doubts about the task, and has a strong strength that is close to the three princes.

At this moment, a sexy and charming palace-dressed beauty walked into the palace. She was one of the three princes, Prince Taixi, Xieyu Mingfei. Facing the curse world master, he bowed: "...Taixi Gong, I have seen the king, and just now I was injured by greed and evil..."

"Fumu, hum, you must pay a price for provoking the Buddha Prison!" Hearing this bad news, the Lord of the World was furious. The Fire House Buddha Prison was already poor, and now there are people who destroy the national treasures in the Fire House Buddha Prison. It was unbearable, the Lord of the Cursed World was able to give up and hurried towards Lin Feng's place. Jialing and Taixigong saw this and followed closely behind.

The strength of the three is also ranked among the four worlds, and the distance of a hundred miles is only a moment away.

When the three of them rushed to find their breath, the Arbiter of An Ji and Shalihan had already been beaten by Lin Feng to the point of being unable to take care of themselves, and they lost their ability to fight in a short period of time.

"Princess... thunder and lightning!"

The guardian Jialing saw that Lin Feng seemed to be teasing Han Yancui, and was immediately angry. Xie Shou had always had a crush on Han Yancui, but he never expressed his opinion. He only kept this feeling silently in his heart and guarded him for life. At this time, he saw Lin Feng bullying his heart. Goddess, the fire of diaosi, suddenly burned.

"The image of God's destruction. The above formula. The scene of God's destruction!"

"The Scroll of God" reappears, the majestic power can cover the sky and cover the earth, and the blood vortex is endless for a while, and the momentum of swallowing the sky and destroying the earth (Nuo Zhaozhao) rolls up all things.

"It's not good, it's the martial arts scriptures." Seeing this, the master of the world made a great move to protect the general Jialing.

"The Scroll of Crack. The Supreme Style. The Destruction of the Cracked Sky!"

I saw the two swords of the curse world master "Jumang" merged into one, the evil power shrouded, the four directions were low, the sky was split, and the ground was split, like an eternal curse, which cannot be broken.

"Cracked Scroll. First Form. Cracked Yu Zhitao!" Tai Xigong used "Cracked Scroll" to cooperate at the same time, and he didn't feel ashamed because he played more and less.

"Boom~"

The extreme moves collided, and the sky and the earth shook in an instant, the land collapsed and the ground split, and the three people, one king, one prince, and one general, were unable to fight against Lin Feng's vast divine power, and he vomited blood and retreated.

"Pfft~"

"Pfft~"

"Pfft~"