Chapter 1229

"A thousand birds thunder and chop!"

Milton made his third, and his most powerful.

A knife out, thunder gathered, like a thousand birds in the song.

At the same time, it's incredibly fast.

I saw a flash of knife light, the blade has come to Xu Renjie's chest.

When!

Xu Renjie's chest skin was sunken a little bit, but it soon rebounded again, with a shallow knife mark on it.

This knife finally broke Xu Renjie's skin.

"You're proud to break my skin."

Xu Renjie stretched out his right hand as if slowly and quickly.

Murmured miltorf, retreating.

Unfortunately, no matter how fast he is, he can't reach the speed of Xu Renjie's hand probing.

Holding the blade of the long knife in the hand of maituofu, Xu Renjie's right hand trembled slightly, and a strong force passed through the past.

Bang Bang Bang

Milton's blood mist exploded, and his spiritual power was annihilated.

If you don't show your magic skills, just rely on the power of the spirit, you will hurt Milton seriously. People are stunned for a long time. Even Yuan Wei is also stunned and can't speak with his mouth wide open.

"It's worthy of being the Storm Spirit Lord, worthy of being the 940 Spirit Lord in the list. It's worth asking him to come." Huang Shaobao laughs wildly.

The price he paid for inviting Lord Xu Renjie was very high. However, as long as he could win the bet and win the 100 trillion medium level divine stone, he would not lose, and even make a lot of money. After all, the price he paid for Xu Renjie was not 100 trillion middle level stone.

"Too strong, is this the strength of the spiritual master? How can it be compared? If you don't even use the magic skills, you can easily make the medium-sized spiritual master seriously injured. Moreover, it seems so light and light. "

"The Spirit Lord and us are not at the same level, and the Spirit Lord and Spirit Lord are not at the same level."

"Yuan Wei lost miserably this time, but he can only be blamed for his bad luck. Who would have known that Huang Shaobao was able to invite a spiritual master to the list of spiritual masters."

After hearing everyone's comments, both Yuan Wei and Huang Shaobao were dignified, especially Yuan Wei. He wanted to ask Li Fuchen whether he was sure, but he didn't dare to ask and was not easy to ask. This was an expression of distrust.

"The strength of spiritual power is seven, and the psychic index is 2 billion. The gap is too big."

Li Fuchen shook his head.

Under normal circumstances, the psychic index of a spiritual master is similar to that of a powerful superior deity, and the strength of the supernatural power is stronger. Of course, this is not necessarily the case. Some deities may not be stronger than the powerful superior gods.

The real reason why the power of the spiritual master is far more than that of the upper spirit is the spirit skill.

Many superior gods can't create superior spirit skills at all. They can only learn from others.

Or even if you can create a higher level of supernatural skills, you can only create a relatively weak one.

And the Spirit Lord, one by one can create the superior spirit skill, and the grade is quite high.

According to the strength and grade of the supernatural skills created by the superior spirits, the spiritual masters can be divided into different levels, such as ordinary spirit masters, medium spirit masters and powerful spirit masters.

Therefore, for the vast majority of spiritual masters, the spiritual power index is about 1.5 billion, not more than 2 billion, and the spiritual power intensity is five or six times. For example, Milton's spiritual power index is only 1.5 billion, and the spiritual power strength is five fold.

In contrast, Lord Xu Renjie of the storm has yet to display his spiritual skills, and he does not know what his level is.

But his psychic index and strength are amazing.

Its psychic index is 2 billion, which is 500 million higher than that of miltophor. The strength of its power is seven times, two times higher than that of miltophor.

The spiritual power index is twice as high, its strength is ten times stronger, and its strength is more than three times higher.

And if the strength of spiritual power is higher than one, the strength will be increased several times, twice, and several times.

In this way, Xu Renjie's spiritual power is many times stronger than Milton, so he can easily crush Milton.

"Ha ha, enjoy yourself!"

It is clear that he has already defeated Mier Tuofu, but Xu Renjie still doesn't stop. His spiritual power continues to flow out, and a whirlwind envelops him.

The whirlwind, like a meat grinder, cuts out horrible bloodstains from Milton's body and scrapes off layers of flesh. For a time, Milton's flesh and blood are flying everywhere, and it looks miserable.

People can't bear to see it. They have won. Why should they torture people like this.

"Stop it." Liu Heng rushed up.

Bang!

A bloody figure flew out, Liu Heng fell to the ground and couldn't get up for half a day.

"Do you like tormenting people?"

Li Fuchen shakes his head and shakes his body slightly.

Yan Beishan turns his head and is about to talk to Li Fuchen, only to find that Li Fuchen is no longer there.

The whirlwind dissipated, holding Xu Renjie's wrist in one hand.

"You've won. Why torture people like that."Xu Renjie said with a smile: "if you fail, you should be ready to be humiliated. I thought he was ready."

"Are you ready to fail?" Li Fuchen asked Xu Renjie.

"Me? There's someone here who can beat me. "

Xu Renjie began to work hard to get rid of Li Fuchen's palm.

Eh!

Suddenly, Xu Renjie finds that the palm of his opponent's hand is like a sacred mountain, which can't be shaken at all.

"No kidding."

Xu Renjie's spiritual power broke out, and the blue veins on his arm were exposed. A strong force was passed along his arm to Li Fuchen's palm.

However, Li Fuchen's hand is the palm of the gods. No matter how much magic power Xu Renjie erupts, it seems like a bullock into the sea, and there is no reaction at all.

Xu Renjie's psychic strength is as high as seven, and Li Fuchen's is as high as seven.

The difference is that Xu Renjie's psychic index is only 2 billion, while Li Fuchen's is 8 billion.

What's more, Li Fuchen's is Kendo's supernatural power, which contains the top-level rules of kendo. The other party's supernatural power is the wind power, which contains only ordinary rules and rules.

If there is a huge gap between maiertuofu and Xu Renjie, then Xu Renjie and Li Fuchen have a huge gap, which is not a level at all.

After a few breaths, people can see that something is wrong. Xu Renjie seems to be unable to break free from Li Fuzhen's palm.

It's really amazing.

I don't want to expose too much strength. Li Fuchen knows that there are many people who are interested in him. It is inevitable that he will encounter Xuanshen's enemies in the future. Now exposing too much strength at once is tantamount to telling others that my strength is very strong. You'd better not send ordinary lower Xuanshen.

Therefore, Li Fuchen closed his hand and let go of Xu Renjie's wrist.

On Xu Renjie's wrist, it seems that he has been branded with a palm imprint by a brand iron. The spirit and vitality of that place have been annihilated a lot.

Whoosh!

As soon as his wrist is loose, Xu Renjie quickly retreats and stares at Li Fuchen with a gloomy face.

He underestimated the other side, the other side's spiritual power, is even stronger than him, and the strong is not a little bit.

"You are very strong. I can't think of Huang Fengcheng and you as a master." Xu Renjie had a pair of green gloves on his hand, and his spirit was infused into it.

"You're OK, but I don't know. What's the level of supernatural skills?"

Li Fuchen road.

"Then you try, storm fist!"

Xu Renjie made a fist, which was incredible in speed, incredible in force, incredible in fury. One punch made the hall vibrate in the void. The array pattern twinkled around them, counteracting the pressure brought by the punch.

The naked eye can see that this fist turns into a storm dragon, swallowing Li Fushen.

Perfect level superior spirit skill - Fist of storm.

As the master of spirit, the master of Storm Spirit has reached the perfect level.

What's more, the supernatural skills created by him are much stronger than those created by ordinary gods, and they are much stronger in the sky first.

"Flying dragon chop!"

During this period of time, Li Fuchen also promoted the supernatural skills of upper level Kendo spirit, such as Feilong chop, to the perfect level.

The flying dragon cuts out, and the black sword Qi turns into a black flying dragon to meet the storm dragon.

Crackling!

The storm dragon seems to be powerful, but in front of the black dragon, like a native chicken and a dog, suddenly broke up.

The black flying dragon, with its remaining strength, roared at Xu Renjie.

"Storm guard."

Xu Renjie's eyes narrowed, displaying the superior defense spirit skill storm guard.

The next moment, a storm guards Xu Renjie and resists the black dragon.

The storm weakened one layer at a time, and the black dragon finally broke up.

"Aeolus mirage!"

Numerous Xu Renjie appeared and attacked Li Fuchen together.

The black sword spirit is like a wave, and all Xu Renjie are annihilated.

"The sacred wind howls."

Countless fists were pounding at Li Fuzhen, and there was a terrible whirlwind around his fists.

Bang Bang Bang

A spherical sword wheel is scattered, and Xu Renjie's fist blows on it, and the sword wheel does not move.

"Is that all you have?" Li Fuchen's voice spread out.

Xu Renjie did not speak, and continued to attack.

If he doesn't believe it, he will lose to a nobody.

At this moment, he had begun to burn his power.

"It seems that you are not ready for failure, sword burial."

Countless black swords, like black tombstones, come down from the sky and penetrate Xu Renjie's body. Again and again, it seems that there is no end. Soon, only a trace of Xu Renjie's spiritual power is annihilated, and his breath is exhausted to the extreme.

"Storm Spirit Lord Xu Renjie lost!"

"Yes, he lost."The crowd murmured.

They can't believe their eyes. Xu Renjie is the leader of the list of spiritual masters. Even though the ranking is relatively low, he is also a real spiritual Lord.

At the moment, he was defeated by Li Fuchen.

And look at Li Fuchen's appearance, it seems very relaxed.

"Impossible."

Huang Shaobao lost his soul and was greatly hit.

"Brother Beishan, I won. Ha ha, I won." Yuan Wei was very surprised. He was really surprised. When he saw Xu Renjie crush Mier Tuofu, he was a little desperate. How could he know that Li Fuchen's strength was stronger than he had imagined and easily defeated Xu Renjie.

Now think about it, his previous worry is just a joke.

"Yes, congratulations."

To tell you the truth, Yan Beishan is surprised. Li Fuchen's strength is obviously stronger than that of Chunfeng Pavilion. He doesn't know how much strength Li Fuchen has hidden.

"Fortunately, I am not his enemy." Yan Beishan was very glad that he could imagine how miserable it would be to be his enemy in the face of such a terrible Li Fuchen.

"Huang Shaobao, what about the 100 trillion stone? Hand it in! " Yuan Wei could not wait for Tao.

The one hundred trillion stone is not a small amount. He is really afraid that the other side will pay off.

And if the other side repudiates, he can only take out the God stone to Li Fuchen.

"God stone, what God stone?" Huang Shaobao has not recovered.

Yuan Wei's eyes widened and he said in a loud voice, "no, I really want to pay off my debts? With so many people present, don't you look down? "

Huang Shaobao's face sank, "don't be so bloody. When did I say I won't give it?"

With so many people present, he really dare not say no, otherwise his reputation will be poor, and he will not be able to get along in the circle of the younger generation in huangfengcheng.

But he didn't say when.

Yuan Wei urged: "then give it quickly, don't be wordy, and don't say there is no such thing."

"You." Urged by Yuan Wei, Huang Shaobao takes out a space ring and hands it over.

Yuan Wei did not look at it. He handed it to Li Fuchen and said, "count it and see if there is a hundred trillion yuan."

Li Fuzhen opened it and nodded.

"That's good." Yuan Wei looked at Huang Shaobao again and said with a smile, "Huang Shaobao, I won this gambling fight. In the future, you are not allowed to pursue green E. do you hear me?"

"Well, I remember today's shame." Huang Shaobao takes Xu Renjie, who is seriously injured, to leave. Before leaving, he stares at Li Fuchen fiercely, obviously remembering Li Fuchen.

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