Tripod Reverses the Heaven

Jia Zhengjin had Mo Yu to hold the array. He was not afraid of the ancient style. He swung his palm and attacked and killed the ancient style.

"Die!"

Gu Feng was already upset that the great art of killing life failed to work. Unexpectedly, Jia Zhengjin killed under the guise of tiger power at this time and just won it.

I saw a faint golden light on the antique fist and attacked Jia Zhengjin at top speed. It was extremely fast and powerful, and the sound of "crackling" sounded in the air.

Gu Feng used pure physical strength. At this time, he would no longer be polite to Jia Zhengjin and wanted to make a quick decision.

Unexpectedly, the punch was empty. Jia Zhengjin's legs were wrapped by magic and his whole body flew into the air.

"Ha ha! Boy, you're far from dealing with me. "

When you get to the French sea, you can fly. At this time, Jia Zhengjin took advantage of this strength and let the ancient style punch empty.

Seeing the other party flying high in the air, Gu Feng was not annoyed at all. At that time, a great killing skill came to Jia Zhengjin, who was still shaky.

"Poisonous dragon against the sky!"

Oh

A green dragon appeared again and went straight to Jia Zhengjin in mid air.

"Ah... Ancient customs are cruel to you!"

Jia Zhengjin, who was barely flying, was in mid air and had no power to parry. He was badly injured and nearly fell. After spitting out a mouthful of blood, he turned and left.

"Jia Zhengjin, see you on the battlefield tomorrow!"

Gu Feng didn't pursue, because there was another great enemy in front of him.

"Hehe, you have such skills at a young age. It's really amazing. It's just a pity that I won't let you leave alive tonight. "

Mo Yu smiled and stood opposite the ancient style. Although he was shocked by the talent of the ancient style, he was not afraid at all.

He is a master in the middle of Fahai, and the ancient style is just the peak of true Qi. There is no level between them at all.

At this time, Qin Haiyun, who fell to the ground, also woke up and said hard, "younger martial brother, you go quickly. You're not his opponent."

"Elder martial sister, how are you?" Gu Feng was so anxious that he wanted to rush to Qin Haiyun immediately, but it was a pity that Mo Yu was in the way.

"Leave me alone. Go back and report to the elder."

"Hum! Can you go? " Mo Yu's face turned cold. He can't let go of the ancient style today anyway. If you let go of the ancient customs, he will be punished by the pope in the future.

However, Gu Feng did not intend to retreat, and Qin Haiyun had to be rescued. The ancient wind clenched his teeth and said angrily, "accept your life!"

Hoo Hoo!

A small fist with pale gold went towards Mo Yu again, bringing bursts of wind. Knowing that he was defeated, Gu Feng made a decisive move.

"Hum! A small skill! " Mo Yu filled his palm with mana and punched Gu Feng directly.

Bang!

With a dull hum, the old wind's body retreated for several steps to stabilize, and his small face turned white immediately.

The blow came down. Gu Feng was not a fundamental opponent and almost suffered internal injuries.

"This man is stronger than Wufeng, the eldest grandson!" The ancient wind whispered in his heart.

But the ancient wind did not shrink back, and shouted again, "fallen leaves are flying!"

Soon, the palms were flying all over the sky, all of them shrouded in Mo Yu.

"Hahaha, how dare you show off such gadgets?" Mo Yu laughed wildly and didn't take it seriously at all.

To put it bluntly, although the quality level of "return wind and fallen leaves palm" is very high, it also stops in the field of martial arts and is suitable for people in the real Qi realm to practice. Mo Yu easily shuttles between palms and shadows, and doesn't take ancient customs seriously at all.

Being so despised by the other party, Gu Feng was not angry and still focused on his palm technique.

"The wind returns to the soul!"

The ancient wind shouted again, and countless ghosts rushed towards Mo Yu. With the strange cry of "yiyiya", they affected people's mind and spirit.

Under this move, Mo Yu appeared an obvious stupor. The ancient wind seized the opportunity and drank again: "falling leaves return to their roots!"

Suddenly, all the palms and flying ghosts were attributed to one point, condensed into a palm and printed on Mo Yu's belly.

Bang!

Poof!

Mo Yu got a heavy blow and flew out upside down. He lost a move and lost under his carelessness and belittling the enemy.

However, the strength between the two is too big after all. Although Mo Yu was recruited, his injury is not too serious. After wiping the blood of a quarrel, Mo Yu showed his ferocious face and said, "son, how dare you hurt me? Die! "

Mo Yu was angry. Gu Feng was just a little ant in his eyes. However, the little ant hurt himself and vomited blood at the moment.

When Mo Yu was angry, the overwhelming offensive came, and the ancient style changed greatly.

"No, younger martial brother, let's go!" Qin Haiyun was also surprised. In his opinion, the ancient style was more dangerous and less auspicious this time.

"No one wants to go today!" Mo Yu made a fierce attack.

In the face of this overwhelming offensive, after a brief hesitation, Gu Feng waved his small fist and greeted it. It's a pity that his physical attack, which he has always been proud of, can't get in at all. Mo Yu, who was in a rage, formed an aura, and the ancient style could not break in at all.

Bang!

Poof!

Gu Feng got a blow on his shoulder and spewed out a mouthful of blood, then his body flew out upside down. Before Gu Feng stood up, Mo Yu's attack came again. He chopped down with a cold sword and vowed to cut off Gu Feng's head.

Obviously, Mo Yu is going to kill. He doesn't want to delay any longer.

At this critical juncture, only a "clang" sound was heard, followed by the sound of the broken sword landing.

It turned out that at this critical moment of life and death, Gu Feng finally took out the dark sword from his eldest sun Wufeng. When Mo Yu cut it, it was blocked by the ancient style. Then Mo Yu's sword broke.

"How is that possible?" Mo Yu was stunned and stared at the broken sword in his hand. He couldn't believe everything in front of him.

"Go to hell!"

Gu Feng seized the rare fighter, held a dark sword, jumped up high, and cut down with a sword.

"Ah... No..."

Boom!

The dark sword madly took away the mana in the ancient wind, and at the same time, it burst into a peerless style. A rainbow light swallowed Mo Yu in an instant. I only heard Mo Yu utter a half scream, and then the whole world calmed down. Mo Yu disappeared. He turned into a pile of powder and disappeared into the air.

An amazing ditch wall appeared again on the ground, which was extremely shocking.

Dong!

Gu Feng's small face was white and sat on the ground powerlessly. Because he just wanted to kill Mo Yu, he tried his best, and his mana was almost emptied.

Jia Zhengjin, who was hiding in the dark, saw this scene. He was excited all over, and a cold sweat came out behind him. He left quietly. In the face of such a murderous weapon, he was not sure to win.