"Kill!" With a bloody defense, Jerome killed again without fear, saving the trouble of defense, and Jerome became more and more sharp when he shot. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Watch me smash your turtle shell!" "In terms of melee combat, Wuhuan really hasn't been afraid of anyone.

The melee battle began again, and the two sides came and went, and the surface of the river within a thousand zhang was sunk by a hundred zhang, and the creatures wandering in the depths of the river could be regarded as suffering, either torn apart by Jerome's claws or beaten into foam by Wuhuan's fists and feet.

Just as the two of them were getting carried away on the surface of the river, dozens of strange black shadows appeared at the bottom of the river.

"These two guys are so lawless, do you want to go up and teach them a lesson!" a large fish-shaped black shadow signaled to the other dark shadows.

"As long as they don't come to the bottom of the river, they won't be in breach of contract, and we can't interfere!" said another beast black shadow.

"They are not very old, less than one-tenth of us, but they have reached the realm of self-supremacy, they are almost catching up with me, the speed of human cultivation is really fast!" said another dark shadow with emotion.

"They have one that is not yet the realm of self!" said a serpentine black shadow.

"An Extreme Master!" said a rock-like black shadow.

"Shall we just do this?" said the Dark Shadow.

"Is there any other way you can do it! The guys in the sky are watching!"

******

"Brother Xu, what do you think?" At this time, a few miles in the air between the two of them, a series of spiritual consciousness exchanges were weaving.

"A junior in the realm of self-righteousness, a demon who is not self-only but can resist me, the background of these two people is not something we can provoke, wait and see what happens!"

"What Brother Wang said is extremely true, we and other small inheritances are still not qualified to meddle in the battles between these immortal inheritances, as long as we don't follow them too much!"

"Exactly, exactly!" chimed in.

******

At this time, Wu Huan was not in the mood to care about what those great powers in the heavenly river were thinking, he was very busy now, and the battle was indeed the most accurate way to measure his own cultivation.

With the white-hot process of the battle of Jerome, Wu Huan's spirit is highly concentrated, and the use of the true element, which was originally a little rusty, began to become smoother, and his body has become more keenly intuitive, even if Jerome is holding a turtle shell, the rhythm of the battle is already in the hands of Wu Huan, this is not the suppression of cultivation, this is a complete victory in momentum!

"Bully Xiao!" Wu Huan, who felt that he was almost there, made a move, and a domineering punch slammed into the layer of blood in front of Jerome.

Bang!!!

After the explosion of the hammer smashing against the steel plate, Jerome was blasted high by Wu Huan, like a leather ball.

Defensive spirit weapons are rare in that they are more difficult to make than similar spirit weapons, although if necessary, defensive spirit weapons will save your life, but this does not mean that it can go on forever, just like the current Jerome, as a caster, you have to fight your own defensive spirit weapon in front of him, that is not looking for a draw!

"Ben Thunder Palm!" At the moment when Jerome was blown away, Wu Huan moved, and appeared in front of Jerome like a teleporter, clapping countless palms like a shadow. Although the Thunder Palm is only a set of blue-level combat skills, it blooms the power and speed of the thunder attribute Yuan Force in the most unpretentious form.

Syllable!

Bang Bang Bang!

Dense as fried beans, the sound was endless, and Jerome's whole person was completely covered by the shadow of the unhappy palm. Palm after palm slapped on the glass-like blood curtain and rippled one after another, although Wu Huan still failed to break the thin layer of blood curtain, but along with the palm power Jerome had been shot dozens of miles away by Wu Huan, and Wu Huan was still tirelessly slapping palm after palm.

"Hahaha...... It's useless, with your palm power, you can't break my blood, give up!" Although he was pushed by Wu Huan's palm power and flew a long distance, Jerome was not injured at all.

"Keep coming out! I want to see whose True Yuan is used up first!" Seeing that Wuhuan was menacing but unable to break through his defensive circle, Jerome completely relieved his heart and kept teasing Wuhuan.

"Let's see how long you can last!" Jerrome sneered after Wuhuan clapped hundreds of hands.

"Give up, you won't win!" Jerome spoke, not knowing that the veins inside the blood were densely covered with hair-like cracks.

"Hey, why don't you make a move!" Seeing Wuhuan closing his palms and standing as if smiling at himself, Jerome felt weak for no reason.

"Thunder Collapse!" Wu Huan gently raised his hand and pressed it on Jerome's blood curtain and spit softly, and the strength in his palm was retracted and released.

Bang!

With a crisp sound, the curtain of blood outside Jerome's body collapsed like broken glass.

Bang!

There was another crisp sound, and the blood above Jerome's head exploded with a bang, and shards slashed past Jerome's eyes.

"No!" Seeing the blood Linglong explode directly, Jerome's mind suddenly went blank.

"It's your turn now!" Wuhuan said, raising his palm to Jerome.

"Bastard!" an almost frantic counterattack.

But all defensive spirit weapons have their own limits, one, when the opponent's cultivation is more than ten times higher than you, you can break it with brute force. Second, the crazy attack reaches the limit of what the spirit weapon can defend against. Third, find the resonance frequency of the spirit artifact to crack. Master Xia once said to Wu Huan.

Without Huan Xiu, there was no Jerome ten times more than ten times all, he used the second and third methods to crack the protective shield, shatter the blood.

"Yuan Bang, Collapse Sky!" Jerome had already exhausted his hole cards, and it was time to end this months-long chase.

A giant palm burning with black flames violently covered Jerome, fusing the palm of Wuhuan's last hole card and domineering Wushuang, whether in terms of cultivation or combat skills, Wuhuan at this time defeated Jerome.

"Impossible!" Jerome was almost helplessly suppressed with his hands and feet, but as helplessly as a dragonfly shaking a stone pillar.

"Teacher, save me!" Jerome had never felt so close to death, and he thought of the true element that his teacher had given him, and he cried out like the last straw.

"Teacher, go out to fight and pull the teacher to help, you!" Hearing Jerome's cry for help, he couldn't help but smile.

At this moment, a sudden change occurred, and Jerome, who was suppressed under the strength of the Shattered Heaven Palm, let out a soft sigh, "Disperse!" The Shattered Heaven Palm, which had fused all of Wu Huan's cultivation, suddenly dissipated without a trace.

"Who are you?" Seeing that there was an extra figure next to Jerome out of thin air, Wuhuan knew that something was wrong.

"Be forgiving and forgiving, little friend, you've passed!" The person who came looked like a middle-aged scribe and a weak scholar, wearing a blue robe fluttering in the wind and standing with his hands in his own hand.

"I'm getting old!" said Wuhuan teasingly.

Jerome on the side of "You ......" was suddenly delighted by the lack of joy.

"Jerome, you've lost, stand down!" the middle-aged scribe said Jerome.

"It's a teacher!" to the scribe Jerome did not dare to make a mistake.

"Hmph, it's not big or small, this excitement is also something you can see!" The middle-aged scribe suddenly snorted coldly, and in an instant, a strange fluctuation spread, and many local powers in the sky and Hanoi who had been paying attention to the battle situation of the two of them disappeared in an instant.

******

"Poof!" In several places on the Changhe plane, dozens of people who were cultivating cross-legged all of them flushed, and a mouthful of blood burst out.

"What a domineering Tongtian Realm, such a domineering Blood Heaven Palace!" dozens of cultivators' faces turned pale.

Roar!!!

The bottom of the long river was churning, and a group of long river overlords twisted their bodies and rolled the blood steaming, and the cold snort of the middle-aged scribe shook them all.

******

The middle-aged scribe's body snorted coldly, and Wuhuan also felt the same way, he only felt that his blood veins were flowing backwards, and he couldn't help but take dozens of steps back, and his face was instantly blood-red.

"I don't know if the little friend is willing to sell the old man's face, and the grievances with the apprentice will be revealed!" said the middle-aged scribe with a spring breeze.

The middle-aged scribe is in the shade of a board to give a red date! The interstellar forbids the seniors to make a big shot at the juniors, and the middle-aged scribe uses the question to play a ruthless dismount to Wuhuan, and this secret loss is settled in Wuhuan's current situation.

"It's you who want to fight, it's you who wants to stop, how old are you!"

Cold, as soon as Wu Huan's words came out, they were instantly cold, if the group of powerful people watching the battle were still there, they would have to be scared to death, this middle-aged scribe might have scruples about killing Wu Huan, but for these local forces who knew the roots, it would be a catastrophe.

"Little friend, you're over!" the middle-aged scribe smiled, but Wuhuan had already felt the crazy and suppressed murderous intent in his body, and this old man wanted to kill him!

"If you want to fight, hurry up and reduce the ink!" stretched out his head with a knife, and shrunk his head with a knife, and he went out without joy.

Jerome looked at Wuhuan in amazement, and then looked at his teacher's narrow eyes, which closed and closed.

"What a young and frivolous junior, or not, I will teach you how to respect your elders for your parents!" "Again and again by the middle-aged scribe who was disobedient and disobedient, the murderous aura overflowed, and the wind and clouds changed color within a hundred miles in an instant, and the huge waves were monstrous.

The middle-aged scribe in front of him didn't know what kind of cultivation he had, but it was definitely not something he could resist. It is rumored that some great powers will leave a wisp of true yuan in the body of the heir they value for life-saving purposes, so this middle-aged scribe should be transformed by that wisp of true yuan, and the true yuan transformation means that the strength of this person's true body is absolutely above the sky.

Feeling the terrifying momentum of the scribe in an instant, Wu Huan felt that he was in a catastrophe.

"Why are you so stubborn, how good it is to be soft!" Wuhuan smiled bitterly in his heart but never regretted it, wouldn't he have to beat you up in the future!