Chapter 2387

Of course, but those who can step into the fairyland, naturally can not waste.

You know, the so large Xianhuang domain, but also nine of the fairyland.

However, the definition of "waste" is relative.

Compared with the summer snow dance, the so-called hundred fairyland is rubbish.

In the same realm, one summer snow dance can kill a hundred of them.

For Luo Feng, although the disciple of the netherworld palace was robbed several times more than him, he was not as powerful as him.

The perfection of Luo Feng's body is comparable to that of him.

Better than any body of gods, saints, immortals, etc.

Although it is divided into seven passes.

However, Luo Feng has just stepped into the stage of crossing and robbing, but he still kills the warrior who is at the peak of the crossing robbery situation.

Whew! Whew! Whew!

Pan Tianhong can only escape from the power of the thousand Buddha finger, and it is difficult to resist.

"How could that happen?" On the wall, a middle-aged warrior's eyes widened and was shocked. "Younger martial brother pan is in the hands of Jiang Xingchen, and has no power to fight back?"

This scene, falling in Wang Siyun's eyes, is also shocking.

You know, pan Tianhong's strength is equivalent to the existence of the head of the blood clothes sect before.

"Was it not that some strong man passed by and killed the old thief, it was the stars." Wang Temple Cloud's eyes are excited, "the people who avenge our Wang family are the stars."

"Younger martial brother, I'll help you." At this time, on the wall of the city, there was finally another warrior of the Ming King's palace. He was also a disciple of Ming Qianye. Moreover, he was the same as the Ming family. He had a blood relationship with Ming Qianye. He crossed the border of robbery and stepped away in the air. He was extremely powerful and had a battle axe in his hand.

The moment when Ming Shan Po waved his axe, the space seemed to shake for a moment.

The power is surging like a mountain.

Broken mountain axe!

Ming single slope strong and go, ride the wind and waves, momentum like a bamboo.

Luo Feng felt the powerful fluctuation of power and didn't dare to underestimate it. He swept back for a distance. His figure stopped and looked up at the past. His sight narrowed slightly. The man holding the Tomahawk had already given Luo Feng a sense of oppression.

Crossing the border of robbery!

After all, Luo Feng has just stepped into the first stage of crossing the border.

However, at the moment, Luo Feng's eyes are even more belligerent.

"How many people are there in Hades palace? Let me kill them all together."

Luo Feng's voice reverberates between heaven and earth.

Still arrogant.

Many of the warriors in the netherworld palace hate their teeth.

"Elder martial brother, let's fight together and kill him, so as not to make a lot of remarks here." Pan Tianhong had already adjusted himself. His eyes were coldly fixed on Luo Feng. He couldn't bear it. He could not resist a young man who had just stepped into a heavy one.

This breath, he must vent.

Only kill Jiang Xingchen, the other side can dispel hatred.

Ming Shan Po did not hesitate, and his axe was waving away, which had the potential to destroy the mountain.

There was a snowflake falling in the sky. It touched the Tomahawk and was cut in half.

Broken mountain, sharp, heavy, powerful!

Luo Feng's eyes suddenly burst out a fine awn.

An idea came into his mind.

He wanted to know whether his body could resist the force.

At that moment, Luo Feng leaped forward, and Jiuli Shengdao did not hide or avoid it, but split it horizontally.

Rock shattering collision!

The power of Mingshan slope is obviously above Luofeng.

"What an idiot." Above the city wall, it has been concluded that "this strike, not to die, but also to be severely damaged."

Sure enough, Luo Feng's body was shaken back for a hundred meters before he was able to stabilize himself in the air.

Feel for a moment, Luo Feng eyes of the light flash.

The power of breaking mountain axe is beyond Luo Feng's own power, but it can't hurt him.

"The body transformed by the mysterious immortal spring has a real defense ability like a treasure." Luo Feng's eyes were blazing with heat. He felt the snake attack on one side and hit him like lightning.

Seeing that Luofeng has been "severely damaged" by mingshanpo, pan Tianhong will not miss such an opportunity.

In the twinkling of an eye, it's very close.

"Go to hell." Pan Tianhong's face flashed a ferocious smile.

Sharp claws are about to penetrate Luo Feng's heart

Read it!

A soldier!

Between electric light and flint.

Pan Tianhong felt as if his head had been stabbed by a sharp knife.

The body trembled involuntarily.

At the same time, the movement of the hand is stagnant.

Inadvertently touched Luo Feng's eyes, that pair of eyes as clear as the pool, containing cold light.Where does it look a little bit injured?

He's not hurt!

"Ray."

Luo Feng holds the palm lightly.

At the same time, the thunder has already been used, and the thunder will be changed.

Daodao Jinglei not only shocked pan Tianhong's body, but also shook his soul.

The first to be destroyed is the soul.

Pan Tianhong gave out a scream in the bottom of his hoarse. He hugged his head and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Boom!

All over the sky thunder did not stop, hit pan Tianhong head and face.

The scream stopped suddenly.

Pan Tianhong's body was stiff and scorched and fell to the ground, breathing out death.

The whole space seemed to be at a standstill at this time.

Everyone was stunned and looked at the young man in black in front of him.

From being shocked by the single slope of the Ming Dynasty to counterattack pan Tianhong, he directly kills pan Tianhong with Tianlei in his hand.

No chance of rescue.

From being attacked to anti killing, it's just between the lightning and the flint.

By the time mingshanpo reacted, pan Tianhong had no breath.

"Younger brother pan!" Ming Shan Po can't help but shout, gaping at Luo Feng.

This son, everywhere reveals the strange.

Why didn't he get any damage when he confronted his broken axe?

If there are treasures to protect the body, they should be able to feel the breath of the treasure and see the magic light released by the treasure.

"Damn it." Mingshanpo was completely infuriated, holding the axe in his hand, he opened the sky and broke the ground. In an instant, the earth was shaking and the snow was dancing wildly. The power of the Tomahawk broke out to the extreme, blocking the space of Luofeng.

At the moment of Pan Tianhong's death, the eyes of Ming Qianye firmly locked on Luo Feng.

"Tianhong, how can you be killed so easily? He has a defensive tattoo on his body, and he doesn't even take it out when he is in danger. " Night vision sharp, feel one of the strange.

At this time, Mingshan slope has set off a storm like offensive, to kill Luo Feng in the snow, revenge for younger martial brother, raise the power of the Ming king palace.

An unreserved assault.

Luo Feng did not dare to neglect his eyes.

Raise your hand and thunder.

The purple sky thunder, like a snake spitting out its message, covers an area of more than 100 square meters and smashes intensively to the single slope of the underworld.

In the purple light thunder, there is a strange and terrible breath.

"Mind attack!"

In a flash, the night came out.

A series of attack methods previously used by Luo Feng came to mind quickly

Like a flash of lightning!

"The young man who controls thunder and lightning and has the means of divination Is it... "

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