Chapter 705

In the field, Li Xiaofan remained unchanged in the face of the two strong enemies, with a surge of war in his eyes, a long roar and a generous thunder all over his body.

You know, the Lei emperor's Vajra body he cultivated is strong when it is strong, and the stronger it is in the Vietnam War. It is just like the power of the scorching sun.

This is Lei Di's profound, courageous and enterprising, and he will never retreat to the death!

It is said that in ancient times, Lei Di fought against 100000 demons alone, killing a river of blood and Howling ghosts and wolves.

In the end, since with his own strength, the 100000 demons who killed him fled in a hurry, Lei Di pursued them and even chased them to the yellow spring hell to kill them.

Since then, within the three realms, I was shocked to hear the name of Lei di.

"Thunder King Kong fist!"

"Lei Di Tathagata palm!"

"Ten thousand thunder destroy the world!"

Boom!

Li Xiaofan's whole body is full of thunder, and his fierce and domineering attacks are like the surging water of the Yangtze River.

High above the sky, there are dark clouds, thunder and lightning, and from time to time, there will be heavy and thin thunder and lightning in buckets.

Some monks who are close enough to avoid will be beaten into coke on the spot.

The crowd was terrified.

Until this time, they deeply realized how terrible Li taixuan was.

This seemingly harmless boy didn't expect to be so powerful.

After seeing this scene, Xu Xianwang was frightened to death.

I thought that before, I was lucky to earn a woman with such a murderous God. People didn't slap him to death.

Chu Jiulong frowned.

He now wants Li Xiaofan to die! "

In fact, from the beginning, he was jealous of Li taixuan. He rose too fast and had such unfathomable accomplishments at a young age.

I pity myself for having worked hard for most of my life. Compared with others, I'm like a cloud and mud.

"God, Li taixuan, I'm afraid!"

"Awesome!"

"Hum, I don't think it can last long with such a deadly play."

"Yes, soon his aura will be exhausted. At that time, he will die more ugly."

In the field.

William rice was punched by Li Xiaofan. Every time, he would be entangled by lightning and twitch his limbs.

Only the ancestor of the dead sea could deal with him, but he was beaten back and injured a lot.

Lei Di's body is very rigid and domineering.

Li Xiaofan's chest was filled with endless war, which seemed to make a hole in the sky.

Kill!

Kill!

Kill!

Lightning turned into a long knife, carrying the power of destroying the world, cut through the void and mercilessly cut at the Dead Sea ancestor. The air around was constantly turned and distorted by lightning.

Boom!

The reinforced concrete floors could not bear this pressure and collapsed three floors in succession.

In this way, the three hit from the 60th floor to the 48th floor, and more than a dozen floors were broken through. The rubble rolled and the steel bars continued to crack, which was shocking.

The boss of Baiyun Hotel is bleeding with pain and wants to cry without tears!

How much does it cost to fix it!

"Master Dead Sea, see if you can take my knife!"

Shua! "

The thunder knife with a length of more than ten meters fell from the sky, and the diffuse thunder instantly submerged the ancestor of the dead sea. The whole floor became a sea of thunder and lightning.

The ancestor of the dead sea was swallowed up by the terrible thunder in an instant.

Everyone felt that the Dead Sea ancestor had appeared outside the abbot.

It turned out that just now she could not hide. She simply burned her own blood essence and blinked, which barely avoided a blow.

Even so, many parts of the body were injured by lightning.

The Dead Sea master's face was gloomy and her eyes were resentful. Li taixuan's accomplishments far exceeded her imagination.

Wu Qingshuang was even more surprised. She hoped that Li Xiaofan would die now. She hated him so much that even if she poured out the water of the five lakes and three rivers, she couldn't wash it.

"Baron, if we don't play our cards, I'm afraid we'll capsize in the gutter. Don't keep anything."

"Join hands and kill the boy first!"

Then he took out a piece of Lingyu from the storage bag, bit the tip of his tongue, sprayed blood essence, and recited an ancient mantra.

"Call death Yasha with my blood essence!"

Suddenly, the breath of the Dead Sea's founder withered a lot. Wu Qingshuang's young and exquisite face was full of wrinkles and a lot of white hair grew on her head.

But in the blink of an eye, her vitality seemed to have been taken away for decades.

But she has no regrets. As long as she can kill Li Xiaofan, this sacrifice is nothing!

Soon, an illusory figure floated out of the spirit jade, dark all over, covered with black scales, fish bone spikes on the back and strangled wings. The monster looked three stories tall, holding a huge harpoon and two rows of sharp fangs in its mouth. This towering ferocity is several times stronger than the ancestor of the dead sea. Roar! The ancestor of the Dead Sea stretched out his hand and pointed to the God of death night fork behind him. The sharp harpoon in his hand stabbed Li Xiaofan like lightning. The speed was incredible. meanwhile. William rice would also roar up into the air. When he jumped to a certain height, his clothes suddenly burst. In the blink of an eye, he turned into a huge bat. His two eyes radiated bloodthirsty light, waved his two wings and set off hurricanes. A bloodthirsty breath filled the audience. Several monks who were close to each other were caught in the air by William rice. They drained their blood essence on the spot, turned into human beings, and fell to the ground, just like the mummies dug out from the ancient tomb. Many monks were shocked and retreated again. "Li taixuan, you forced me to show my dignity. I want to suck up your blood essence!" "go to hell!" after that, William Rice's huge wings spread out like a black lightning. In an instant, the void opened a long mark, and the moving storm shattered the falling windows of the building. The doors and windows fell down one after another, and there was a meteor shower. Cars parked in the street sounded alarms one after another. Even the thick floor tiles under our feet were lifted layer by layer. In short, these two terrorist attacks flew to Li Xiaofan in an instant, just like the raging waves on the sea. Even a cliff can be smashed. "Go to hell!" "today is your doomsday!" Li Xiaofan's dignified face was full of lightning. He slowly raised his hand and tied an ancient French seal. "Flying sword!" "cut!" the next moment, Wen Yang's flying sword, about three inches and three minutes long, flew out like a smart snake, turned around Li Xiaofan, and then flew to the two people in a flash. This Shu mountain flying sword was left by grandma Honghua, a congenital expert thousands of years ago. Although it has been handed down to this day, it is already broken and has little power left. But in Li Xiaofan's sea of Qi, the power has been restored by one-fifth. Click! First, the three prongs in the hand of death night fork were interrupted by a sharp blade. The flying sword trembled slightly in the air, and then shot at William rice behind like lightning, cutting off one of his wings. It's like cutting tofu with a knife, spilling blood into the sky, and the huge wings fall down, just like a stage curtain. "Ah..." Williams rice screamed, fell out and directly fell out of the back window. It's 50 stories high and more than 150 meters from the ground. If you fall, you have to break it into meat.