Chapter 1781

The young master of Juewu gate, Cheng Yixiang, has a forest smile on his face.

"Big mole ant, I've been closed for a hundred years, and I've just been out. It has just been cultivated into dark iron palm! Dark Iron Palm, a pair of iron hands, can be compared to the inferior real ware

"It's a pleasure for you to sacrifice your palms for me!"

"I'd like to introduce it to you. I'm afraid that if you die, I don't know what kind of skill it is!"

"Ha ha, now, please try something new!"

The last word, like a heavy hammer on the huge Tianluo, bursts of sound and thunder, shaking everyone's eardrum, meridians, bones and so on!

As if there are ten million thunder and lightning in the body, invincible, numb, cold, electric kill!

It's just a voice. It's prestige.

On the other hand, Chu Feng is quiet like a silly ant. He is scared to stay still and has no expression on his face.

This moment.

Cheng Yixiang, let's go.

One move is to cover the sky and the sun. The breath of forest, cold, murderous and disturbing is endless. It seems that once the air waves appear, it will make people feel infinite despair and dare not to survive, but only to seek death.

That pair of hands, is directly from white to iron black, and even suffused with faint light. The faint light detached from the body, causing a burst of air tearing sound, making the scalp numb and skin explode.

The deacons and disciples who were watching around suddenly felt that they only had these hands in their eyes, and their bodies had been suppressed and could not move!

"Ha ha, my son has really practiced dark iron palm to a great level!"

Nine finger sword king, with a satisfied smile on his face.

For him, I feel there is a successor!

The elder, the wind is like a leaf, and his eyes are full of admiration.

"Xiang'er's talent has been fully demonstrated! A hundred years ago, when he closed down, we all expected that it would take him at least 300 or even 500 years to cultivate him. "

"But Xiang'er, it took only one hundred years to make it! And it's the state of accomplishment! Moreover, in less than 20 years, he will be able to break through the great circle of perfection

The wind is like a leaf, nodding his head and saying.

All the people in Juewu gate looked at Cheng Yixiang, as if they were looking at the new star of the sect. Their faces were filled with joy, exclamation, awe and worship.

"Congratulations! Congratulations, little master! I'm going to prepare a banquet for the little sect leader to go out and break through... "

Four elders, elder Hulun, said at this time.

But his words are not finished.

Chu Feng finally started.

"Well? How dare the ants do it? Didn't he get scared out of his wits? "

"But what if you do it? The original death is still a little happy, so, is a little bit of pain just ah! Ha ha... "

Several elders and deacons flashed such thoughts in their hearts.

"Fu Mo Quan!"

Chu Feng did not even stimulate the blood force at all.

Only, Emperor Zun heart world fusion two forces, and then, Fu Mo Quan!

300 million dragon elephant power!

This dragon elephant's power, for Chu Feng, is really like lifting heavy weights like light!

So, for Chu Feng, it's like there's no pressure, no gravity, etc.

Speed, speed!

Although, it was Cheng Yixiang who took the lead.

However, at this moment, Chu Feng's fist took the lead in contacting with it!

Then, the power of 300 million dragon elephants broke out directly.

It is like a very narrow river mouth, suddenly encountering flood, and instantly collapsing and releasing.

Magnificent!

Roll around!

In an instant, Cheng Yixiang was stunned and panicked.

A feeling of numbness in the back suddenly occurred.

A sense of death came, suddenly.

He wanted to ask for help from his father and elders, but he couldn't do it in time!

Because, that gravity, just like the weight of several billion jin, the lid pressed down, pressed his meridians shriveled, broken bones, where can he make sound!

However, this kind of feeling lasts only one tenth of a second!

the next moment.

Suddenly.

He felt relieved and relaxed.

But there was no feeling.

Because, he turned into a blood mist directly.

Even the spirit, also directly into a group of fragments, fell into the four empty eight.

"What?"

The nearest is elder Hulun.

He didn't finish the sentence of preparing the banquet!

Then, you see this scene!

But in less than half a second, the so-called Jue Wumen young master has disappeared completely!"Dare to kill the young master of Juewu sect! Die

Elder Hulun, there is a storm blade in his hand. It's a top-grade tool!

"The blade of storm, ghosts kill the world!"

Elder Hulun, in a flash.

This moment.

The whole hall square has become the shadow of the blade of the storm and the wind of murderous spirit.

It is conceivable that the speed of its attack has reached what an astonishing degree.

The key is, elder Hulun, this is the top level of the four levels of heaven.

It's killing.

It's all about the collapse of space.

Those deacons and disciples, who were too close, had their skin cut off.

What's more, those wounds, even with the terrible corrosive properties, make them unbearable pain, even fainting.

"It's all that hateful mole ant! If not, how could we have been affected! "

"Kill that mole ant! Must kill! A thousand cuts

In their hearts, the idea rises.

However.

Chu Feng's figure flashed away. In an instant, it turned into a flowing shadow.

All of a sudden.

All the shadows of the blade of the storm, disappeared.

The whole space is clear and bright.

The elder Hulun, on the other hand, stood steadily on the square of the hall.

Chu Feng is not far away from his 10 meters position.

"Just now, what kind of bullshit young master, let me have a taste of it. Well, it's rubbish. It's very common."

"And then, the little ones can't, the old ones come out. Well, you old man, you are very ordinary. You can't make it home. It's a bit rubbish! "

Chu Feng said quietly.

This sound, in the empty square, appears particularly loud.

Can be heard clearly.

What's going on?

Why don't you kill elder fenglun?

Let this Chu Feng speak so wildly?

Many people in the mind of these ideas, just came into being, will see an unforgettable scene.

Hulun elder, the whole person, directly divided into a dozen petals, as if cut watermelon, and then, fell on the ground.

Elder Hulun, at the moment when he fell down, there was an expression in his eyes.

That feeling, is all kinds of despair, more than 100000 years have not been!

"This is a real thing. It's not bad."

Chu Feng said softly.

My mind moved and I gathered it away.

PS: happy weekend is coming again, and then there are days to be National Day holidays ~ envy the old fellow's holiday life. Wish you happiness ahead of schedule. No day of vacation. Really hard to cry. ~ ~ vote for tickets ~ ~ seek comfort ~~~

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