v3 Chapter 195： One finger

Duanmu Boyi finally couldn't help but kill Feng Hao, an ant-like figure, who tried to take his name to make a name.

It's no wonder he bullied him by force.

"A person's inherent death is heavier than Taishan, or lighter than Hongmao. You can die under the hands of Benxianzun. You can laugh at Jiuquan.

Duanmu Boyi said indifferently.

In his eyes, Feng Hao is no different from the dead. He has encountered many such arrogant young people in his life, but most of them have died.

His spine was broken alive.

"is it?"

Feng Hao looked at Duanmu Boyi with a smile. In his eyes, Duanmu Boyi was the real dead man. He was scattered, and he could penetrate the other person's eyebrows with almost a spit.

However, Feng Hao currently does not intend to show his full strength. After all, he is now Cheng Hao, a son of the Cheng family.

"Ridiculous!"

Duanmu Bo easily became embarrassed and angry, with a look in his eyes, a dragon catcher was grasping Feng Hao's head.

Sanxian's strength is not covered, but in a flash, a powerful breath is gushing out. The ancient monks on the sidelines can't bear the expression on their faces, their eyes can't help narrowing.

They had expected that Feng Hao would be filmed as a flesh.

"what!"

However, the anticipated scene did not appear, but I do not know who was crying out, Wudang Mountain Zhang Zhenren, Taishan Yunzhong Our Lady, Qingcheng Mountain Tang Tang eyes narrowed, his heart moved slightly.

It wasn't Feng Hao who was screaming, but he was holding his right hand, and his face was sore and twisted.

His hands were still dripping with blood, and his forehead was exuding dense cold sweat, and his expression was extremely furious.

It was the five-handed flying sword that Duan Muyang had seized. He did not expect Feng Hao to play so slippery and could already hurt him.

According to normal logic, Feng Hao has at least repairs during the robbery period. Otherwise, with a five-handed flying sword, he can't be him at all, and even the aura cover of the protector cannot be cut.

But in fact, he was injured. With the five-handed flying sword, Lin Yu not only cut the protective aura cover, but also almost penetrated the palm of his hand.

"..."

"What happened? Was Cheng Hao dead?"

"He wasn't dead. Just now Duanmu Boyi seemed to be crying out ... You see, he was injured, and Dianxian San was actually injured."

Wow!

The ancient monks opened their eyes one after the other, except for Cheng Cheng, the other ancient monks were shocked.

The person with the weak ability has a swinging body and doesn't believe what happened in front of him.

Sanxian is almost the top monk in the Chinese realm of self-cultivation, second only to the soaring Mahayana strongest.

But the Mahayana period ... The entire Huaxia Xiuzhen ancient clan does not seem to have appeared yet. Therefore, strong scatterers such as Duanmu Boyi have absolute right to speak in the Xiuzhen world.

But such a powerful monk, he was injured.

He was injured by a young man in his early twenties. This is nothing but a nightmare, and it must be Duanmu Boyi's own self.

"Why did you get hurt? Why were you so careless, you saw it, I did nothing, and you fell down!"

Feng Hao's aggression looked, and she walked towards Duanmu Boyi, whose face turned red.

Everyone was snoring, their eyes were not closed, and they wanted to see what would happen next.

What all monks couldn't think of was that Feng Hao stretched out his hand to pull Duanmu Boyi who was squatting on the ground.

Duanmu Boyi's face rose into a pig's liver color, and he couldn't help but look a little more suspiciously. How could such a young guy have more than his cultivation.

It must have been his own intention just now, and coupled with Lin Yu's control of Feijian, he was injured.

Duanmu Boyi stretched out his hand, just as his hand was about to touch Feng Hao's palm, a sharp stroke was drawn deep in his eyes.

"dead!"

Duanmu Boyi crossed his heart and tried to defeat Feng Hao's heart directly with a strong spiritual force.

However, the moment his hand touched Feng Hao's palm, the heart of the unexplained palm was a painful pain.

"Ah ~"

Duanmu Boyi screamed again, his body twitched slightly, then scarlet blood dripped from the palm of her hand.

Suddenly, Duanmu Boyi's face showed a monstrous anger, looking at Feng Hao's eyes, anxious to smash his dead body into pieces.

hiss!

The ancient monks who looked on couldn't help but took a sigh of relief. This should not be a coincidence.

They saw with their own eyes that Duanmu Boyi touched Feng Hao's hand, and then they felt like a lightning strike, and their palms fell back.

"What are you doing? Is it possible to have a thorn in my hand?"

Feng Hao looked at Duanmu Boyi with a smile. With his cultivation, there were too many ways to deal with Duanmu Boyi.

However, he does not intend to deal with Duanmu Boyi by means of thunderous means. Under appropriate torture, it is also a good choice.

So Feng Hao stepped forward again to pull Duanmu Boyi's injured hand, but Duanmu Bo became savvy. He knew that Feng Hao hid the five-handed flying sword in his palm, and hurt himself by taking precautions.

Duanmu Boyi stepped back a few steps, looked at Feng Hao with great fear, and said in a deep voice: "My Duanmu family's flying sword is extremely sharp, comparable to a fairy, and I will give it back to the deity, I can leave you a full corpse……"

Feng Hao couldn't help but glanced at Duanmu Boyi and said, "You said you want to keep my corpse. Do you think I will return your flying sword? Otherwise, you kneel and decide, I will leave your corpse. ? "

Wow!

Suddenly, a loud noise rang through the reception hall, and everyone looked at Fenghao with a stunned look.

"Enough! You die for Benxun!"

Duanmu Bo was easily embarrassed and angry. When he drank it, he was in full of spiritual riots, and under the action of the ray of immortality that was repaired to become immortal after crossing the calamity, the whole person became a bone of immortality.

The wounds of both hands recovered, and the breath of Sanxian was perfectly released at this moment. Immediately, countless glassware in the hall exploded and the glass shattered. Many of the ethnic triumphs who were lowered were spitting blood.

His face paled for a moment.

"Old Duanmu, what are you doing?"

Huh!

The strong men who stood out during the Three Dadu Period immediately stood up, held up an aura hood, and protected everyone in the hall.

Sanxian was furious. If it was not suppressed, it would only be a violent energy fluctuation, which would cause the entire Jinmao Tower to fall, and even the oriental pearl would collapse.

Feng Hao looked calm, let Duanmu Boyi's eyes widened, looked at him with an incredible look, and walked to Duanmu Boyi without any resistance.

Point it out.

Huh!

Duanmu Boyi's aura hood collapsed.

He paused.

At this moment, the stagnation of spiritual power restored the calmness in the hall.

"How, how?"

Duanmu Boyi's head was blank, so who is this man from, and why can't he restrain him by his own cultivation.

On the contrary, with one finger, he broke the anti-heaven means he was about to perform ...