Chapter 1327： Hate

"drink!"

Yuan Huang Zhiyue slashed across the sky fiercely.

Suddenly, the endless vitality directly turned into a hundred-meter-long sharp vitality. It was a combination of vitality, the emperor of the Yuan Dynasty, with infinite power, enough to crack mountains and rocks, and even shatter the world!

"dead!"

The golden emperor's palm was raised, and he shot out with all his strength, behind a majestic emperor phantom, followed and blessed it, invincible...

As for the Hate Yuhuang, his eyes were narrowed, and countless divine lights flowed quickly at this moment, and a wave of powerful power evolved throughout his body:

"Hate the sky..."

In the seal of Hate Yuhuang's hands, the strange fluctuations quickly flowed away...

"Ha ha……"

A faint smile came out slowly from Qin Feng's mouth.

"Roar"

A tiger roar cut through the sky severely.

At this moment, Qin Feng's blood soared into the sky.

"Blood Tiger Fist!"

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Due to the fist, the scars of the fist flowed, the infinite divine light was shining to the extreme, and the blood energy turned into an infinite vast force, evolved and moved, and turned into a world-famous blood tiger.

The blood tiger collapses the fist, the ground-level middle-grade peerless.

Along with the evolution of blood qi, it can burst out terrifying power again and again, superimposed on each other, and the power generated is enough to deter ten directions.

"clang!"

A fist scar surging out, slammed into the vitality energy of the Yuan Emperor's Yue, accompanied by a earth-shattering explosion, and then it was transmitted like a yellow bell.

"puff!"

At this moment, Yun Tianteng could only feel that his body shuddered, and an infinite force had locked his body fiercely, completely shattering the evolutionary power of the Yuan Emperor's Yue, not only that, but also aura and strength. Everyone began to attack his flesh more brutally.

At this moment, as if a huge mountain collided, Yun Tianteng was suddenly blown out.

"Hate the heaven and the earth, all things cannot be hated-the hatred of all beings!"

Hate Yuhuang's mouth burst out with a wild roar, and a powerful artistic conception flowed along with it.

The artistic conception that Hengyu Huang comprehended was not sword intent, not sword intent, but also in fist intent, etc., but an artistic conception close to the soul.

Suddenly, everywhere around, there was a curse-like aura, even if it was Qin Feng's infuriating movement, it was a pause, and a strong hatred appeared in his mind.

However, Qin Feng's actions did not change in the slightest.

Between the opening and closing of the eyes, the soul power in the body reached its peak, with a long roar, the voice smashed the Bahuang mountains and rivers:

"Little tricks are also presumptuous in front of my eyes—get out!"

The fist scars grew stronger and turned into a **** river, directly smashing the mood of Hate Yuhuang, this mood and the mood of Hate Yuhuang's mind are connected, as Qin Feng's fist marks surging, shattered his mood, suddenly In between, the body and soul of Emperor Hating Yu received a double attack, and the whole person was shaking, spurting blood with a scream, and flying away.

"Roar"

A sharp rubbing sound appeared, and for a while, the aura of the golden emperor's body suddenly evolved, and then it could be clearly seen that in the golden emperor's body, the aura suddenly changed drastically, as black as ink. The devilish energy evolved fiercely.

There, a thin, sharp claw slammed at Qin Feng.

This sharp claw showed a bluish-black brilliance, as if it were the claws of a ghost, and like the palm of a demon god, it lifted up a heavy demon cloud, and it rolled towards Qin Feng in this way.