Chapter 2077

The hands tearing the soul are naturally the hands of Nanfeng.

Tun Qing was killed very much. Originally, his strength was completely crushed by Nanfeng. Now, he was completely crushed by Nanfeng and killed by Gula. Even before he died, he didn't say a word.

"If it's not for the martial arts who major in physical body, there is no one who can compete with my physical body!" Shaking his hands, the south wind said, "this invisible fire palace has once again created a hunting battlefield for me!"

"The quasi emperors here are definitely the strongest descendants of heizu."

"Brother Nanfeng, will this be a high profile?" Mu Yihan said, "and once you are besieged, you will be in danger. Now Brother Nanfeng, you should not enter your world."

"Yihan, to tell you the truth, what I want is a high profile!" Nanfeng said, "if things here are known by heizu, I can't wait for them!"

Now the south wind, I really want that fake heizu no longer closed, so it will fight for more time for the emperor on the continent.

"It's dangerous!" Mu Yihan said.

"There is no comparison between my danger and the danger on land and on land. Besides, from the moment my identity was exposed, I have eliminated the two magic powers in the soul." Said Nanfeng.

"Even if I fall, it's OK!"

Through the stairs, Nanfeng continued to go up. In three days, together with natunqing, he killed three heizu descendants, but they were all powerful quasi emperor territory.

"With the swallowing of blood, the emperor of Qin, there are still six people!" The south wind killed me.

At this time, Nanfeng is also wondering, what's the difference between the limit of his body and the peak of zhundi? Or equivalence? Or beyond?

When he was on a ladder, he suddenly felt an inexplicable familiarity, which he knew very well.

Looking calm with serious, he walked along the familiar, slowly, a tall figure appeared, and finally met.

"Emperor Qin of all ages!"

At once, the seriousness in the calm became infinite killing intention, just like the roar of a beast.

"White hair, south wind!" The emperor of Qin roared.

If you want to say hate, it is the Emperor Qin who hated Nanfeng more.

What a great emperor wants to do is repeatedly stopped by a back of the south wind, and now it's even more like this.

Emperor Qin was almost completely transformed into a demon, which was directly related to his hatred of Nanfeng.

A Zhou Lu living creature, who wants to completely transform into a demon living creature, needs his own inner self-determination. I'm afraid that this will can be controlled by the undead spell.

Because of his hatred for Nanfeng, the emperor of Qin had his own will.

Otherwise, even if it is controlled by the fake heizu, it is impossible to transform it thoroughly.

"This time, you can't live again!" There was a cold south wind.

"Damn it!" Emperor Qin responded angrily.

Bang!

In the invisible confrontation of their anger and intention to kill, they directly shake together with their arms crossed, and the power of their tattoos also directly sparks.

Creak! Creak! The physical forces of both sides invade each other's bodies, destroying flesh and bones.

At this time, it's really because we can't break out a trace of Qi power, otherwise under such an angry collision, the space within tens of miles will be broken.

Even without the power of Qi, the whole surrounding area seems to be submerged by endless anger, which makes the origin and primitive power of magic fire more turbulent.

Between them, there is nothing to say, only life and death!

At the time when their eyes were most murderous, the strong physical anti shock force shook them back and made deep marks on the ground of the fire palace.

You can see that both of them have collapsed arms.

"It seems that my body now is as good as the emperor to be Nanfeng said in his heart.

At this moment, Nanfeng is also glad that Emperor Qin has been transformed. Otherwise, he has no chance of winning in the face of emperor Zhen's body.

In the face of the same enemy, Nanfeng can always break out stronger fighting spirit. The physical strength recovers the collapse of arms. All the flesh tattoos of Nanfeng seem to be burning the fighting spirit.

Compared with the south wind, the Emperor Qin was more dignified.

Emperor Qin knew the realm of Nanfeng.

"Can the middle quasi emperor have the body of the peak quasi emperor?" In his heart, the emperor of Qin said angrily, "a heaven and earth of Dharma prime minister, a golden body of the great wild sorcerer, can make the warrior have such a strong body?"

Although the four realms of the quasi imperial realm are not really divided according to the combat power, they can also be divided into two realms: the physical realm and the transcendent realm. Moreover, they are also quasi imperial realms. The emperor of the Qin Dynasty did not want to believe them.

But the fact is that Emperor Qin can only treat Nanfeng as an equal enemy.

"Roar! If you can burst out the power of Qi, you can smash it with one blow! " In anger, Emperor Qin roared in his heart again.When the collapse of their arms recovered, they collided again.

At this moment, any magic power can't be activated. It depends on whose fists are harder and whose bodies are harder.

Bang bang!

In the blazing waves of the original magic fire and the original magic fire, there is a dull collision sound. The two figures are constantly moving back and forth, interwoven, and the blood is constantly spilled in the waves, burned and absorbed by the magic fire here.

I don't know how long or how many times they fought. In a word, when they stopped again, their bodies almost collapsed and blood donation covered their whole bodies.

"Brother Nanfeng, are you ok?" Mu Yihan asked anxiously.

"Nothing, it's all skin injuries!" Nanfeng replied, "but the old man's body is really strong. It's definitely stronger than the general zhundi's body!"

"Brother Nanfeng, after all, he was transformed by the corrosive power of heizu, and his body was definitely tempered by the power of evil seeds, which is strong in reason!" Mu Yihan said.

"It depends on who can hold on to the end!" Said Nanfeng.

The next moment, the south wind on the flesh tattoo more war.

For him, this is not only a battle of life and death, but also a physical training.

Mu Yihan didn't say anything. She was clear about Nanfeng's character. At this time, Nanfeng couldn't let her do it.

It's absolutely easy to crush Emperor Qin and other heizu descendants here with the body of Mu Yihan's daughter.

Shake off the blood on the body, and the south wind rushes towards the Emperor Qin again.

Nanfeng still wants to fight like this, but Emperor Qin doesn't want to fight like this.

His eyes were covered with countless blood threads. The emperor of Qin raised his head to the sky and roared. The flesh lines around his body became thicker and thicker, and he went to the extreme. His body was more like the demonization under the power of Qi. In a flash, the emperor of Qin was filled with the smell of the emperor's body.