Tripod Reverses the Heaven

Long Junxi didn't have any unnecessary nonsense. As soon as he came on the stage, he released his powerful power. A golden giant sword killed Gu Feng on the spot.

"Stand back!"

Huoli's face was heavy. He pulled the ancient wind down behind him and greeted him with a long gun in his hand.

"Dang Dang!"

The huge sword collided with the long gun and sent out a series of sparks. The terrible aftermath of the battle spread everywhere, quite terrible.

These are two men of equal strength. They kill each other so hard that they have attacked each other for more than 100 rounds in the twinkling of an eye. Both of them are seriously injured.

They were covered with blood, and every attack took all their strength, but the result was gradually overdrawn.

Gu Feng's mouth showed a sneer, and then roared: "poisonous dragon drill!"

Ow!

A loud dragon chant immediately rang through the whole battle platform. A green poisonous dragon roared in the air, then violently rotated and went straight to long Junxi.

"Hum! How dare you make a fool of yourself in front of me? "Over measure your strength!" Long Junxi didn't see the ancient wind's attack in his eyes, but waved a palm at the rapidly coming poisonous dragon in his busy schedule.

I thought my palm strength would easily defeat the poisonous dragon. I didn't know that the poisonous dragon broke through the palm strength and blew directly on his body.

For a moment, he was stunned. He only felt that his body was rapidly torn. His so-called unbreakable gold body was pierced by the poisonous dragon. Before he could react, the fire from one side stabbed him again, right in his heart.

Huoli immediately shook his hand and immediately brought a large amount of blood. The nearest ancient wind saw clearly that long Junxi's heart was crushed, and some fragments were brought out by the gun head. The picture is quite bloody and scary.

Poof!

Long Junxi spewed out a big mouthful of blood and his eyes stared round. He knew that he didn't die in Huoli's hands, but under the light enemy. The realm of ancient customs seems to be only at the beginning of the French sea, but the real combat power is probably still above Huoli. He died unjustly.

Long Junxi knelt down and stared round. He didn't close his eyes and kept staring at the ancient wind.

Being stared at by a dead man like this, Gu Feng felt very uncomfortable, and then kicked his head out, causing an uproar.

"Hee!" The sword is dusty and painful. Long Junxi is his closed disciple. He has the strongest strength in the whole golden body realm. Unexpectedly, he died in the hands of ancient wind and Huoli.

"Who killed those two?" The sword roared with dust, and his beloved was beheaded. He had lost his mind.

"I'll go!"

"I'll go too!"

"I'll go too!"

From the Tianjian sect camp, even if three people jumped up, they also had no redundant nonsense. Three giant swords rushed out of their bodies and went straight to the ancient wind.

The strength of these three people is much weaker than that of long Junxi. Don't say they haven't been seen by the ancient wind. Even Huoli is sniffing. Without using the ancient style, the three men were soon ambushed and killed. The three heads were stabbed to pieces by long guns, causing an exclamation.

Gu Feng glanced at other battle platforms, then rushed away from the fire and said, "be careful. If you can't, you'll have a rest first!"

With that, Gu Feng left. He ran to another battle platform, where the talented elites of the white lotus sect and the changsun family were killed.

The disciples of the changsun family are so powerful that they can't stand killing the disciples of the white lotus sect. If they continue to develop like this, the disciples of the white lotus sect will only be killed on the spot.

The ancient style is very careless. As soon as he came on the stage, he blew an incomparably fierce punch behind the disciple of the changsun family. The man only felt a chill on his back and turned around. It was too late. He couldn't hide. He was killed on the spot by the ancient wind.

Boom!

The audience was not calm and began to stir. Up to now, people have finally found that the ancient style is not as simple as it looks on the surface. He only shot it three times, and all three times made his opponent hate on the spot.

"Ah! It's the thief again. Who will kill him for me! " There is a disciple of the changsun family who vomited blood on the spot and was just killed by the ancient wind. He is a real elite and a real genius. It's not easy to train such a disciple. Unexpectedly, they were attacked by ancient customs, which made them crazy and bleeding.

Whoosh!

There are three more figures on the stage. They are all elite and talented disciples of the changsun family. These families have survived for thousands of years, and their heritage is quite profound, so they have trained a lot of talented disciples.

"Elder martial sister, go down!"

Gu Feng was worried about the comfort of Bai Lian sect disciples and took the initiative to let them rest. The disciple of the white lotus sect was not pretentious. She couldn't bear the continuous high-intensity fighting.

"Younger martial brother, be careful!" She ended up leaving the battle platform to the ancient style.

"Thief, you killed two talented disciples and two elders of my changsun family by despicable means. Today we want you to pay for your blood and accept your life!"

"You're missing one! But it doesn't matter. Now there are three more! "

After saying that, the ancient wind's body glowed, lifted up a golden halo, and immediately punched a man.

Then

Boom!

An extremely frightening scene appeared, and the body of the disciple of the changsun family burst into pieces in a moment, so that there was no residue left.

Boom, boom!

Until this time, the ancient wind really showed its terrible strength, so that everyone couldn't believe it. People's heads hummed and their hearts trembled.

Is this still a boy in the early days of France? How can anyone in the early days of Fahai territory smash a golden body territory peak disciple with one punch?

However, the ancient style did. His realm was really just the beginning of the French sea. He pioneered and completed a feat.

Run!

This is the only thought of the remaining two people, but their footsteps are no longer obedient, and an invisible force imprisons them in place.

A fist appeared in their eyes, magnified rapidly in their extremely frightened eyes, and finally made a loud bang. The world was quiet and they were permanently liberated.

Gu Feng smashed the heads of the two people with two punches in a row and detonated the whole audience again.

The tyranny of the ancient style immediately made the blood of the people in your camp boil. Today's battle was too fierce, and all parties suffered heavy casualties. It was not until this moment that they took a bad breath.

After Huoli cut off his opponent hard, he took a look at the ancient wind, showed an extremely complex look, and then came to an end.

Just now, he thought that the ancient wind was fooling around. Unexpectedly, the ancient wind was so strong that it was abnormal.

Just think that he had scolded the ancient wind in a cold voice. At this time, he had an impulse to find a ground crack to drill in.