Tripod Reverses the Heaven

As a demon star, is it really over?

Of course not!

While Le Xingcheng continued to blow his 18 fists, he secretly revived the 18000 array in his body.

No one noticed that with each punch of Le Xingcheng, the ancient wind's body was slowly glowing.

Just as Le Xingcheng blew out the last punch, Gu Feng pointed to the sword. With an extremely fast technique, he directly poked it into the center of Le Xingcheng's eyebrows.

This refers to the sum of the ten Dharma powers in his body, which is his most powerful blow.

As soon as he poked his finger, the roar of Le Xingcheng stopped immediately. His fist stopped in front of the ancient wind.

Le Xingcheng's body stood in place, his eyes wide open.

Compared with speed, Gu Feng was one step faster after all, and took the lead in poking the last blow into the other party's holy palace.

At this moment, their bodies seemed to be frozen, and the voice of the whole audience stopped. They all opened their eyes and looked at the battle platform.

That's it? Le Xing's achievement died in Yan Feng's hands?

This is a question on everyone's mind.

Gu Feng's face was ferocious, and his fingers were still deeply trapped in Le Xingcheng's head. And Le Xingcheng's fist stopped in front of the ancient eyebrows. They didn't advance or retreat, so they stood in place.

"Ha ha, Le Xingcheng, you are still a little tender after all!"

Finally, Gu Feng made a sound. After a vicious smile, he forced his arm and pushed forward again, which would completely crush the yuan God of Le Xingcheng.

However, just then, his face changed wildly. Immediately pulled out his palm and flew back.

But when he saw the frozen Le Xingcheng, he laughed wildly at this moment. A drop of bright red blood essence rushed out of his forehead and went straight to the ancient wind.

It turned out that what he burned just now was not the whole drop of blood essence, but most of it was hidden in the holy palace by him.

After the ancient wind poked his finger in, he was almost hanged on the spot by that drop of blood essence.

That drop of blood essence wrapped around the terrible power, rushed out of the eyebrows of Le Xingcheng, and then rushed to the ancient wind.

Before they could react, they only heard a loud bang. The blood essence was blown open on the spot.

The blood essence exploded, just like ten thousand tons of explosives. The terrible energy first destroyed the battle platform under your feet, and then spread rapidly. Both ancient wind and Le Xingcheng were robbed in this explosion.

Their bodies were swallowed up, and endless flames flooded everything, and nothing existed anymore.

The energy of blood essence explosion spread wildly, both the rostrum and the whole square were affected.

For a moment, the figure flew, roared and screamed.

In this big bang, I don't know how many people were robbed. Even several great saints on the podium had to use the power of saints to resist the terrible aftershocks.

The fire spread, the noise soared to the sky, and everything turned into nothing.

"Dead? It's over? Two people died together? "

This is the question in everyone's heart. After people settled down, they all stared at the still burning battle platform.

"No, Yan Feng..."

Lvping, who had been hiding in the distance, cried completely after seeing this scene again. Gu Feng was the first man to move his heart. If he agreed to take himself as his wife, how could he die like this?

"Dead? All dead? How could you just die? What am I going to do when you're dead? "

On the other side, Nie Qian, who was wearing a black hat, murmured softly. Her purpose today is to kill Le Xingcheng and Gu Feng. If they really die together, why is she still alive?

Now the only power to support her to live is to kill Gu Feng and Le Xing and become Mao Dalong's revenge.

Everyone was staring at the fire, and everyone was shocked.

Even many people are completely discolored and simply can't accept such a result.

Li Mingyang can't accept it, Xiao Huo can't accept it, and the people in Zifu can't accept it

However, at this time, a very familiar hearty laugh came out from the sea of fire: "ha ha, Le Xingcheng, you want to die with me, you are not qualified!"

This voice is very familiar. Who is it if it's not an ancient style?

When the words fell, I saw a very embarrassed figure staggering out of the sea of fire. Who is it?

As soon as he rushed out of the sea of fire, he could no longer control it. Immediately, a big mouthful of blood was sprayed out.

"Not dead, Yan Feng not dead, he won!"

I don't know who roared and detonated the whole audience on the spot.

Cheers continued, and even tears rolled in many people's eyes.

At this time, although the ancient style is ragged and embarrassed, it is still alive.

His face showed a sad and cruel smile, which was very manic. No one knows how he survived except himself.

Poof!

Another big mouthful of blood sprayed out, and the tragic smile on Gufeng's face remained unabated.

He wiped the blood stains on the corners of his mouth, and the ancient wind said with a wild laugh: "ha ha, Le Xingcheng, I'll give you a green hat. What's the matter? I'm your lifelong nightmare. Have the ability to live and fight again? "

At this time, the ancient style gives people the feeling that it is evil and uninhibited.

How can a good man stand in the world without some romantic debt?

What's more, the green hat was given to his enemy, so there was nothing to say.

Cough!

While the ancient wind was laughing wildly, in the sea of fire, there was a continuous cough again, even if it attracted everyone's attention.

"What's going on? Is it that Le Xingcheng is not dead? "

All the people watching the war stared at each other because the cough was too familiar.

Sure enough, after a while, another ragged and shaky figure rushed out of the sea of fire. Who was it, not le Xingcheng?

"Ha ha, ha ha, Yan Feng, Yan Feng, I can't think of it. I survived!"

Similarly, Le Xingcheng was badly hurt. After a word, even a big mouthful of blood coughed out. He is worse than the old wind.

At this time, Le Xingcheng did not have the previous fierce momentum, that drop of blood essence dissipated, and he was completely rolled back to his original shape.

The resurrection of Le Xingcheng really shocked the whole audience, and everyone looked incredible.

At this time, Xing Qiuyun, the great saint of Xingchen Pavilion, laughed wildly and proudly: "ha ha, my successor of Xingchen Pavilion is not weaker than others!"

When his face was cold, Xing Qiuyun immediately drank: "Le Xingcheng, I order you to cut him immediately!"