Chapter 1250

Self confidence has never subsided from Zifeng!

After the insulating gas swallowed up the power of the curse, it can now easily cover a distance of 100 feet.

Within a hundred feet, it belongs to Zifeng's world!

This is the fact that even as a martial saint, controlling the mystery of time can not change!

Without the advantage of time control, what else can we do except to mobilize the power of heaven and earth and make the attack more powerful?

You know, Zifeng's elixir field has the power of the sea with a radius of 100000 feet. You can use it like an arm without calling it!

On balance, he has nothing to worry about!

Roaring, Zifeng didn't retreat but rushed towards the high air... At the top of the sky, when Zifeng stopped, thousands of snowflakes stopped in a black fog... On the dark sky, within a hundred feet, it was covered by a dark fog like night. Strange, cold and dark, like the light of a person's eyes, quietly looking at the strange world in front of him.

Qiu Shengzhu, who tore out of the space, felt nervous when he saw the dark smoke around Zifeng. He hesitated for a moment and didn't dare to approach rashly... With a sneer, the Trident was held high in his hand in the next moment, and Zifeng mocked, "why, don't you want a trident? Come and get it! "

Xin'er raised her delicate little face and smiled all over her eyes. The martial arts family around talked and laughed, but no one was worried. Instead, they all looked like they were used to it... What's the matter with the siege of the three? Zifeng has been more dangerous than this scene all the way. He hasn't been safe until now.

When the quilt was provoked by Zifeng, Huqiu couldn't bear it. With a roar, a Youlong sword was held in his hand, and then a fierce sword pierced through the space and chopped at Zifeng... Without dodging, the Trident was a rung, and Zifeng stood still in the same place with the sound of metal and iron!

The sword was unimpeded. Even if it was stained with black fog, it seemed no different. Seeing this scene, Qiu Sheng took a joy in his heart, swept away his doubts, and then hit Zifeng with a palm of heaven and earth... The palm power was heavy, and a clear space collapsed with the palm power.

Huqiu and Yu Guohuo on both sides did not hesitate, but attacked at the same time... Under the enemy on three sides, Zifeng's mouth raised a slight arc for no reason.

It was only his guess to put the insulating gas outside, but just now, when the sword of Huqiu touched the black fog, he felt a slight pain in his heart, which made him very happy.

Knowing the sea, Xiaoguang also "brushed" and stood up. The ultimate purpose of entering the Tao with Qi is to make Qi a part of the warrior's body to resist attacks and injuries. At this moment, Zifeng feels that the insulating gas is being born. If one day the insulating gas can be fully integrated with Zifeng, it will become the second wuzifeng and can fight together with him.

At this moment, there is no need to leak out the mental power. The attack in three directions has clearly appeared in Zifeng's brain at the moment when he enters the fog... Zifeng's body moves slightly under the shadow step, and the black fog is surging, hazy, fuzzy and untouchable!

Different from the general fog, at the moment when the palm wind came, the fog didn't show any sign of being blown away. Instead, it swarmed up and covered the palm power. There was no trace... Qiu Shengzhu had some doubts in his eyes and had no reason to feel bad!

The next moment, the black fog surged, and it was clear that it was the palm power in three different directions. However, after three breath time, the direction was turned, and Qi Qi came in his direction... The palm power was still twice as fast as before!

Damn it! With a dark scold, Qiu Shengzhu disappeared in the space and let his palm roar... Huqiu jumped into the smoke. He had never seen the scene of sectarian alliance. He seemed not to know that the black fog contained great curse power... He took a palm close to Zifeng's chest!

The edge of palm power is wrapped with gray fog. It is not close to Zifeng. Under the strange fluctuation, time suddenly becomes slow... With a somewhat proud smile in his eyes, Wu Zun is Wu Zun. How can he fight the saint!

Unfortunately, before the smile in his eyes completely spread out, a just right punch in his sight hit the palm power fiercely... With a loud bang, the palm power was smashed after only three seconds of stalemate. The remaining power of the fist did not disappear, and rushed towards the front door of the Huqiu!

In a hurry, the two arm rungs of Huqiu 'Bang' suddenly made the whole person look like an arrow off the string, and was blown thousands of feet away by the towering force... "Looking for death!" From a commanding position, Yu Guohuo turned upside down and shot out of the rain like sword Qi. Zifeng's space was full of holes and broken!

However, in the fog, Zifeng's body is extremely light and can always flash aside at the moment of sword Qi approaching?

How is this possible? Ji lingruo below looked at every move of the high-altitude neutron wind without blinking in his eyes, which was difficult to understand.

Once you enter the holy land. The biggest difference is that the random blow is contaminated with the mystery of time. In the war, the time of thin and weak hair affects the war situation!

Ji lingruo really doesn't understand that time has been delayed. Why do the teenagers who are not in the realm of Wu Zun predict in advance?

It seems that seeing the doubt in Ji lingruo's eyes, Kun wubing sighed, "second sister, don't think about it. The eldest sister hasn't seen through the boy until now..." there is helplessness and helplessness in this sentence.

In Yu Guohuo's continuous attack, Qiu Shengzhu's face on one side was extremely green. The three people didn't get any cheap within a incense stick... "Flying sword technique!" With a roar, a long sword that seemed to have just been taken out of the water was pinched by Qiu Shengzhu!

"Brother, be careful. This is the most powerful sword technique of the misty palace!" Xin'er nervously reminded... Zifeng sneered. When he was in Haoran college, Linghu island once made this attack, and Zifeng was naturally very familiar with it.

Just as Qiu Shengzhu was climbing upward, Zifeng followed him like a shadow. He always kept the same height as Qiu Shengzhu. There was no height gap. He wanted to see if he could use this flying sword technique!

However, at this moment, the long sword in Qiu Shengzhu's hand was shocked violently, and the water droplets on the sword immediately turned into a pocket broken blade, sweeping into a storm. In an instant, it shrouded the area of a hundred feet... Zifeng was swallowed by the storm without any response!

With a smile, Qiu Shengzhu's face was full of disdain. At the same height, the flying sword technique is just the first volume, which can't be used. The second volume, the third volume, Zifeng, do you understand?

Xiaoguang's response is to understand!

And I know!

"What!"