v18 Chapter 162： Can you go back?

The holy light enveloped Lin Ze.

Make Lin Ze look more sacred and inviolable, just like a goddess.

"Play as the spokesperson of the devil, look at my sword!"

Zi Feng was furious, rushed forward and pierced Lin Ze's throat with a sword.

"Insect!" Lin looked at Zifeng's sword sting, with a trace of disgust in his eyes, and two voices like heavenly sounds came out of his mouth.

Boom.

With a palm, the huge power shattered the sky that hit Zifeng's chest.

Zifeng was beaten out on the spot and rolled on the ground five or six times before stopping.

Even if the palm did not kill Zifeng, Zifeng would move his internal organs, vomit blood, and mess up his whole body.

Under the shadow of the holy light, Lin Ze, like a goddess, possesses a powerful force, at least three times as powerful as usual.

In other words, Lin Zeer in the holy light, although she is a nine-duan martial arts, she already has the fighting power to defeat Zhenwu.

This is an extraordinary horror.

The Five Emperor Wu Soul is really amazing! Zifeng's heart is safe.

"That's it. The time is over." Linzel was condescending, floating in the air three feet above the ground, as contemptuously as the gods looked at the purple wind lying on the ground.

"The great hand of God!"

This trick is the talent of Daxian Tao de Wuling!

Zifeng also awakened martial arts talent and explored the soul.

However, compared with chicken ribs, this kind of martial arts talent is useless, and it is a pity to discard it.

In any case, Zifeng couldn't help much in this battle.

The destroyer Konan hit the water and set off a storm on the ground.

Pushed a layer of mud on the ground.

"Thunder Sword!"

Click!

A thunderbolt fell from the sky and landed on Zifeng's sword.

Zifeng held a sword in his hand, his eyes were bloodshot, and his silver teeth clenched. Zifeng held the sword in both hands and sprinted towards the storm.

Before the storm came, Zifeng jumped up, and the angry sword rose to the sky, cutting down.

The thunder was shining, and a terrifying sword fell.

"forgive me!"

A sword fell, abruptly smashing Lin Ze's palm.

"Unexpectedly, you still have some abilities, but this kind of ability is still not on the stage, die, bug." Lin Ze saw Zifeng crush his attack. He was not angry, his backhand hit only once.

From between Lin Ze's fingers, a colorful light came out.

The flood destroyed the divine light!

Daxian Dao, the second step of awakening, is the talent of Wu Ling.

I am afraid that when I say this, many people will be shocked. Lin Zier woke up twice in Wudao Jiuzhong.

This is the fate of talent.

No wonder Wang Zhao valued her so much.

call out--

This sacred light came very fast, and instantly hit Zifeng's chest, penetrated it, and left a blood hole deep in a finger. At the same time, Zifeng also flew out, falling from 100 meters away, cracking his skin and bleeding all over his body.

"Now, you know the gap between us."

Lin Ze condescendingly said.

Zifeng got up from the ground holding the sword pestle, raised his head, and stared at Lin Zeer with a pair of crimson eyes and smiled.

"What are you laughing at?" Lin Ze asked holy.

"I'm laughing at you. I don't even know when I will die!" Zi Feng sneered.

Lin Ze frowned and said slowly, "Now you are lying in front of me. I don't need to say more about who will die."

"Really? Then let you see what I can do!"

Lin Ze, you are not the only one with a license!

"Me too!"

"The Dragon Arm of the Dragon Emperor!"

buzzing--

A sharp golden light rose on Zifeng's arm.

The fierce flesh and blood in the body quickly condensed, and a terrifying force shattered the world.

Lin Ze's calm eyes suddenly changed, she felt the breath of death from Zifeng's arm.

call--

The blow has not worked well, and the roar of the roaring dragon will shake 100 miles.

Murongqi, Ji Bei and other elders of the four major clans were surprised.

"This is the real dragon's roar!" Murong Qi looked surprised.

The real dragon has long been extinct in the world. Will there be a head here?

Murong Qi had doubts in her heart.

If Shenwu Kingdom really produces a real dragon, it is estimated that between the tail of this real dragon, Shenwu Kingdom will be annihilated.

"What kind of roar is this?"

"too frightening!"

"I can't believe I heard this roar, I was shaking all over!"

It sounds like—the dragon is roaring!

At the foot of the mountain, the soldiers were frightened and turned back.

The fear of death made them not want to stay here for a while.

The golden light on Zifeng's arm was like a golden sun.

A golden dragon swims in the golden light.

At this moment, Lin Zeer tried his best to urge the goddess of the wild, in the holy light, a noble saint phantom was vaguely visible.

"kill!"

The dragon arm turned to the top.

Zifeng's face was savage, and he shot out with a punch.

The power of terror, Conan the Destroyer!

At the moment of this blow, the whole mountain collapsed!

Lin's face changed drastically, and before she was no longer calm, she also said to herself:

"The great hand of God!"

Such a terrifying palm came out of Linzl's palm again.

The dragon arm of the dragon emperor.

The palm of the goddess!

In mid-air, crashingly touched.

A huge mushroom cloud, billowing dust flying in all directions.

At the same time, an impact force spread thousands of meters and shattered all the clouds in the sky.

Snow--

After this blow hit the ground, Linzel's holy light was shattered, and he flew back and fell into the ruins.

Stand up with fear in his eyes.

"Lin Ze, go and die!"

With the previous light touch, the dragon arm slightly gained the upper hand, shattering Lin Ze's soul, almost shattering Lin Ze's heart.

With a successful move, Zifeng immediately slashed the spirit sword with his hands, and flew out like a demon **** out of dust. When Zifeng saw Lin Ze, his sharp sword was chopped off.

"not good!"

Lin Ze screamed and quickly avoided.

But one step too late, the sword fell on Lin Ze.

Oh my god!

Lin Ze let out a scream and turned to see that his left arm had been chopped off by Zifeng.

At the same time, Lin Ze's storage bag was also cut off by Zifeng.

"Zifeng, today's revenge on the broken arm will one day be rewarded a hundred times!" Lin Ze gritted his teeth and stared at Zifeng, turning and running towards the foot of the mountain.

Zifeng rushed over, picked up Lin Ze's storage bag, and ran after him.

"Do you think you can survive today?"

Zifeng immediately caught up with Linzel.

At the foot of the mountain, hundreds of soldiers were shocked when they saw Lin Ze dragging his broken arm and running down in embarrassment.