Chapter 119： provocative

"Where's Da Nong Dong Fu?"

Ling Xian flashed in shape and appeared in front of the two.

Faced with a sudden inquiry, the two people froze. After seeing the person, one of the teenagers froze and said, "Who are you, why should I tell you?"

Ling Xian frowned and didn't speak, but she let out the momentum of the tenth layer of gas refining, and immediately made the two shiver together, her eyes staring at Ling Xian in horror.

Tianjiao!

The faces of the two changed, and the young man who had previously slapped his mouth hurriedly showed a flattering smile, flatteringly, "I don't know that Tianjiao is coming, there are many offenses, and I still hope forgiveness."

"No need to talk nonsense, can you tell me now?" Ling Xian said lightly.

"Of course, of course, five hundred miles west, there was a born Dongfu, which has gathered a lot of people." The boy forced a smile, and he didn't want to say it would not work, but Tianjiao, the invincible state of gas refining, can slap. Shoot him, how dare he not say?

Ling Xian nodded, and the wings of Nine Heavens roared out, taking him to the west.

After a short while, he came to the top of the cave, and saw that there were already more than a hundred people gathered below, and each figure exuded a strong power. The worst was also on the ninth floor of gas refining. No one is weak.

Among them, the three people's shadows are the most powerful and powerful. Standing there, they are as thick as a tall mountain and as deep as the sea. At a glance, they are extremely powerful.

"It looks like a dragon fighting again."

A flash of fierce warfare flashed in Ling Xian's eyes, the snow-white wings slowly dissipated, and the whole person fell from the air. When he landed, these people looked at him in unison, as if they had made an appointment in advance. The majestic momentum swept towards him.

The momentum of hundreds of people is united into one piece, so incomparable and powerful, it is like a smashing fall of Mount Tai!

The gale is overwhelming!

"Under the horse power ..." Ling Xian frowned slightly, then stepped out, black hair dancing wildly, horrifying momentum surging out, as if the stormy waves swept the sky!

"boom!"

The two momentums collided with each other, Lingxian's mighty gods were as powerful as a bamboo shoot, and they destroyed the hundred of them.

"Well ..."

Many people turned pale, took a few steps back, couldn't help spitting blood, and looked at Ling Xian's eyes full of shock.

These people saw that Ling Xian came alone, and planned to join hands to give him a little color to see. If the person was forced to retreat, then naturally there is one person to divide the treasure in the hole. If it is not forced to retreat, then it can be found out. His strength, and the results, shocked them.

Alone, they repelled the coercive pressure they issued together!

Ten layers of gas refining!

"Another Tianjiao, it seems that the hope of getting the Dongfu heritage is even slimmer."

"Yeah, hopeless, I hope there are a lot of treasures in Dongfu, enough for us, but don't leave empty-handed."

"Well, what about Tianjiao? One person is not an opponent, two people? At that time, we will embrace each other, and we will join hands to cut these high above, and not treat us as Tianjiao!"

There was a sound of shock and jealousy in the crowd.

In the imposing confrontation just now, three people did not participate. The two men and one woman are Tianjiao who is invincible in gas refining. They have their own arrogance and their own confidence. They disdain to join hands with those people and give Lingxian a Dismount.

At this moment, the three looked at Ling Xian with interest, thinking about his identity in their minds, but after thinking for a long time, they couldn't find the slightest impression about him.

One of them was gentle and elegant, and the young boy with a crown of nods nodded at Lingxian, and smiled, "His eyes are very good. I don't know which side of Tianjiao?"

Ling Xian smiled back, and said, "There is no way and no one in the world, you can repair one."

I heard that the three people's eyes flashed a surprise at the same time, but most of the Tianjiao who reached the tenth level of gas refining were the outstanding descendants cultivated by the great forces, because it required not only superb talent, but also the elders' guidance and massive Spiritual resources.

Of course, this does not mean that Tianjiao cannot occur during casual repairs, but it is relatively less and more difficult.

"Hey, casual repair, a little interesting." A young man in black, exuding a cold atmosphere, raised his eyebrows, striding towards the Lingxian with a striding meteor.

"I've seen you, the person walking in front of the water ripples and Tang Shisan." The young man in black stared directly at Ling Xian, showing an unwilling smile.

Feeling the inexplicable hostility of the other side, Ling Xian frowned and said, "Are you?"

"Sure enough, it's a loose repair, I don't even know it." The boy in black looked cold, exuding a hint of pride, saying: "Remember my name, Wang Zhifeng, the future is destined to be the king of the world."

"Is the King's Wind ... the name is good, but why should I remember you?" Ling Xian frowned.

"Because, I'm the one who will send you to hell." Wang Zhifeng's expression was indifferent, naturally showing a point of arrogance, looking at Ling Xian as if looking at a cricket ant, not taking him seriously.

Ling Xian shook her head with a smile, and her eyes gradually turned cold. "I don't ask why you came to trouble me. If you dare to challenge, then I will accompany you."

After speaking, he took a step lightly, and the white robe fluttered suddenly, the momentum was surging!

"Well, there is courage, but unfortunately, it is a stupid idiot." Wang Zhifeng smiled slightly, waved his hand, and a golden lance sprang up, permeating a wave of aura.

This gun is about one foot in length, and it is golden yellow with a real dragon circling on it. It is a natural magic weapon. It is not a real magic weapon. It can crack mountains and rivers, and it can see the terror of the sun and the moon. Below, they could not help but get upset and cold all over the body.

Tianlong breaks the city!

A magical soldier transformed by talented supernatural powers, it is with this gun that Wang Zhifeng has established his reputation as one of the strongest Tianjiao in Yunzhou!

Seeing Wang Zhifeng find Lingxian, the crowd suddenly exclaimed.

"He was ... a long rifle struck for nine days and broke through Huang Quan. Since his debut, he has swept through the wasteland, and has beaten the same style of Wang Zhifeng?"

"Haha, there is a good show this time, both of them are Tianjiao of the tenth layer of refining gas, the king is against the king, but Wang Zhifeng has not been defeated since he was born. He is known as the invincible of his generation. Killing a strong man in the early days of building a base can be described as against the sky! "

"There are rumors that he was devoted to the water fairy, and it seems to be true, otherwise he would not find this unknown strong man when the Dongfu was not opened!"

"It seems that this person is going to be out of luck. The wind of Wang Zhifeng is extremely powerful. The Tianlong breaking the city in his hand is even more invincible. With a slight wave, you can open the mountain and crack the stone. I don't know how many Tianjiao blood was contaminated!"

"Yeah, even if this person is a ten-layer refining qi, he cannot repair a powerful magical power. He must not be Wang Zhifeng's opponent. I guess within ten moves, this person will lose!"

The other two Tianjiao looked at the scene with interest and did not say anything to stop them. They were anxious that Lingxian and Wang Zhifeng would start a battle of kings. It would be better to lose both. In this way, they would have two competitors and be passed down by Dongfu. The opportunity is also greater.

Listening to the sound of discussion in his ears, Ling Xian frowned slightly. I didn't expect these people to respect the style of the king so much. No one was optimistic about himself, but he didn't care about it. When the inexplicable teenager in front of him was defeated, all the gossip and talk Disappeared completely.

"Have you heard their argument?" Wang Zhifeng said with a sneer, "Boy, no wonder you dare to walk with water ripples, don't you know she is the woman I like?"

"It's really overbearing ..." Ling Xian shook her head, a flash of killing flashed in her eyes, and said, "Let's talk nonsense, you have to fight, I'll be with you, but I advise you to be prepared, the people going to **** will only be you!"

"The ants of the ants dare to provoke, but since you want to die soon, then I will complete you."

Wang Zhifeng's expression was calm, black hair danced wildly, raised his spear with one arm, and split forward, rippling out of an invisible wave, like a big wave rolling high into the sky, bursting out.

Ling Xian shook her body and avoided the blow, but her golden spear was undecided, as if it were as thick as a mountain, swept with a large amount of gold, and destroyed everything in front.

"boom!"

A massive stone with a thousand pounds shattered instantly under this might, and cracks appeared in the ground ahead.

The horror of this gun power is evident!

"Huh, you run fast."

Seeing Ling Xian avoid, Wang Zhifeng smiled disdainfully, and walked step by step, as if carrying a mountain, every step fell, the ground was slightly shaken, Tianlong breaking the city in his hand became more and more bright, the true dragon circling the gun with its teeth dancing, it seemed It is possible to rush out at any time.

"The power of this gun is no less than that of a fierce storm. It is no wonder that this person can kill a strong man in the middle of the construction period." Ling Xian looked at the spear emitting terror waves and commented silently in her heart. Then, his body flickered, and he ran towards the king's wind without fear.

"Don't run away at this opportunity, but instead rushed to me, should I praise your courage, or laugh at your stupidity." Wang Zhifeng smiled sharply, raised his gold spear high, and smashed Huashan to Ling Xiancha. In the past, the horrific mana has swept through the wasteland under the blessing of Tianlong breaking the city, shocking the heroes who watched the war, and even some people can't bear the aftermath, and their faces are pale.

"You should lament my strength or regret your recklessness."

Ling Xian's lips turned against each other. Chaos of air floated around him, and gradually condensed into a blood-red **** magic sword. Suddenly, murderous gas poured out like a tide, magnificent, and went straight to the ninth heaven!

"In the future, the Xeons will be overwhelmed by nine days and ten places. Sorry, you may not have that chance."

Ling Xian's black hair danced wildly, showing the heroic pose. The exquisite magic sword on her hand emerged from the world, and an extremely bright light erupted. Like the Xeon magic sword came down, exuding the horrible momentum, the handle The big gun that can be opened up!

boom!

Strong winds are shaking up and shaking the badlands!