Chapter 1670

"Holy power, God is here!" Finish saying, the Holy Lord fiercely raised palm, then delimit in the air.

A huge thunder pillar, with endless power, flies down from the nine sky, penetrates the void, and falls towards fengqingyu.

"Old man, you really want to fight with me!" The wind light feather scolds, claps again.

"Boom" loud sound, the huge thunder column burst out in mid air, ten thousand blue electric snakes shot out, disappeared in the endless void.

This time, the LORD was finally shaken back three steps, but fengqingyu retreated seven or eight steps, just barely holding his body.

If you want to say that this kind of strength is terrible enough. If you look at the whole continent, there are not many people who can compete with him. Unfortunately, he is still inferior to the Holy Lord in the end.

The Lord didn't give him a chance to breathe at all. With a wave of his hand, another thunder pillar broke through the void and fell on Feng Qingyu's head.

"Old man, you can't stop. Are you really a bully when I'm fat?" The wind light feather fury roars wildly, is a palm clap to go out again.

The thunder column was broken again. This time, the Lord withdrew for several feet, but fengqingyu rolled out like a meat ball.

"Ah, I'll fight with you!" Feng Qingyu had never suffered such a big loss in her life. She was completely aroused. She didn't wait for the Lord to take the initiative to rush up.

"Boom..." Thunder pillars fell one after another, and the wind plume rushed to the Lord again and again, but was shocked to fly back again and again.

I don't know when, his mouth, nose and ears have oozed blood, even his eyes have become a piece of blood red, a sword robe is also mottled with blood, but again and again toward the Lord.

And the Holy Lord's face became pale, and the corners of his mouth were also bloodstained. It seemed that he was hurt a lot, but it was much easier than Qifeng Qingyu.

Seeing Feng Qingyu's almost crazy obsession and bloodstain, everyone was moved.

"Master Feng!" Mu cold smoke heart a burst of pain pain colic, voice also slightly tremble.

Although they have not been willing to worship Feng Qingyu as a teacher, they have long been a teacher and apprentice. They are just worried about his character. At this time, seeing him fighting with the Lord for himself, how could mu Hanyan not be moved.

"Baby, don't worry. He can't be a teacher with his strength. It's just a little skin injury. Just wait and see if I can drag him to death." The breeze light feather wiped to wipe mouth, still a pair of careless appearance.

As if to prove that he was not seriously injured, he had the capital to drag the Lord to death, and he patted the fat on his chest.

"Well, I'm not ashamed of myself!" The sneer of the Lord.

"Holy power, God is here!" With a wave of the palm of the hand, another thunder pillar fell towards the wind light feather.

The constant entanglement of Feng Qingyu makes him impatient. The power of this thunder pillar is much stronger than before. Obviously, he wants to win.

But the wind light feather is muddy if not aware, as before, regardless of the head-on rush.

However, when he rushed into the thunder pillar, his mouth suddenly burst out: "heaven and earth, seal the devil!"

An invisible border envelops the Lord. Different from the last time when I had a fight with mu Hanyan and others, this time, the power of the border was much stronger, even the body of the Holy Lord suddenly stagnated.

Of course, it's just a stagnation. It's impossible to use this barrier to restrain the Lord. When the Lord's two hands were divided, the boundary of heaven and earth was loosened.

But at the same time, Feng Qingyu's body suddenly burst out a dazzling white light, like the noon sun, piercing people's eyes. A huge force like volcanic tsunami also burst out from him.

"No, I've been fooled!" God's heart sank, subconsciously will dodge, but it's too late.

In a flash, he was overwhelmed by this power. With his strength, he had a chance to avoid it, but he was delayed for a moment by the enchantment of heaven and earth, and then he lost his only chance.

"Boom..." There was still thunder in my ears, but under the dazzling light, no one could see what happened. I could only feel that under the great power, the border trembled again.

Finally, the light dissipated, the wind light feather and the figure of the Lord appeared in front of us again.

At this time, Feng Qingyu's clothes were ragged and his hair was disheveled. His fleshy body was small and full of scars. Every wound was bloody and fleshy. It was like being hit by a boulder thrown by a catapult, and it was not only hit once, but also repeatedly.

Looking at the shocking scars, everyone knows that he was wounded by his own strength.

The Lord's sword robe was also blown to pieces, and his whole body was dripping with blood. Maybe it was a little better than Feng Qingyu, but he was also seriously injured.

"Ha ha, old man, now you know that I'm a fat man." Fat side of the big mouth of spitting blood, while proud smile said."You, what a cruel means!" The LORD said with gnashing teeth.

Until now, he just reaction come over, before hand in hand, the wind light feather's embarrassment is likely to pretend to come out, in order to let him careless lose guard. And he also really fell in the trap, only in his heaven and earth under the enchantment of a little slower action, it ended like this.

However, fengqingyu's self explosion is more costly, which is likely to damage the foundation. For ordinary practitioners, talent and diligence are the most important, but talent and diligence are not the most important when they can reach their level of cultivation. The most important thing is chance. No matter how hard they work, no matter how good their talent is, they can't have such strength.

Just because their strength is too hard to come by, they cherish their feathers more than ordinary people. They will never take the cultivation as a risk, and they will not take the cultivation foundation as a risk.

The Holy Lord didn't expect that Feng Qingyu had such fierce strength. He was seriously injured and his strength was greatly damaged. He didn't even care about his cultivation foundation.

"If you're not cruel, how can I hurt you, cough." Wind light feather proud smile, and cough up a few blood foam.

"Old man, we are all seriously injured now. Do you want to fight again?" Then, Feng Qingyu said defiantly.

It has to be said that in addition to obscenity, this fat man has another major feature, that is, he is arrogant, even if he is seriously injured.

"Do you really think you can stop me if you don't want to fight all your accomplishments?" The Lord stood up and said slowly.

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