Chapter 117: Heaven-shattering palm
In the face of martial arts attacking from all directions, Jiang Feng was in a state of complete exposure. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
"I'll see how crazy you're going next!" Wang Yifan approached Jiang Feng's heart with a murderous intent.
Jiang Feng smiled coldly on his face, thrust his breathing sword into the ground, and stepped forward violently, the surrounding aura frantically gathered towards him, and his body seemed to be like a black hole, absorbing the aura surging from him.
With Jiang Feng as the center, a gust of wind was set off, everyone's hearts shook together, and the movements were half a beat.
"Momentum!" Jiang Feng let out a loud cry.
Suddenly.
Streams of golden light bloomed from him, forming a dazzling lotus flower, which continued to evolve. The momentum of heaven and earth suddenly formed, and Jiang Feng himself seemed to evolve into heaven and earth, and his aura was extremely powerful and could not be shaken.
"With the power of heaven and earth!"
Wang Yifan, who had already rushed to Jiang Feng, was shocked in his heart.
Jiang Feng gave him the feeling of being like a high mountain, like a stream of water, like the earth, like a starry sky, all-encompassing, incomparably profound, and revealing an unshakable sense of fear.
Jiang Feng's whole body momentum is getting stronger and stronger.
A red flame appeared in one hand, a blue glow appeared in the other, and the magic seal was constantly changing in front of the chest with both hands, and the same two lights were constantly combined.
Jiang Feng spat lightly in his mouth: "One palm shakes the sky, one palm shakes the earth, and three palms shake all things!"
One blue and one red, the power of the two Heavenly Dao Seals formed in front of him, turning into a huge handprint of red and blue.
"This ......"
The power on the opposite side, which seemed to be like heaven and earth, made Wang Yifan feel a crisis of death in his heart.
Wang Yifan's face suddenly changed greatly, this kind of crisis was in the past, I don't know how many times he survived in his life.
On the other side is just a mere Convergence Realm Sevenfold Martial Artist, how can he have such might.
The palm prints are getting closer and closer, and this breath of death is getting stronger and stronger.
At the critical moment, Wang Yifan's martial arts dissipated, and the majestic aura of his whole body suddenly disappeared.
At the same time, he pulled it over, and also to the disciple of the Pure Heart Sect who was close to him.
"Boom!"
With a huge roar, the disciple of the Pure Heart Sect was suddenly torn apart, and his whole person was shattered by the oncoming palm prints.
The huge impact force also knocked the remaining two Pure Heart Sect disciples out of the air.
Silence, the disciples of the Pure Heart Sect were all silent.
Is this still a martial artist of the Combined Pulse Realm? Nima is even stronger than a martial artist of the Hugging Yuan Realm.
Of course, they were also extremely angry that Wang Yifan used his fellow disciples and brothers as shields in order to save his life.
Jiang Feng's eyes were cold, and there was murderous intent in his gaze.
The hands were sealed again on his chest, and at the same time, another huge palm print appeared in front of Jiang Feng.
"Oh no! Run!"
Wang Yifan's pupils suddenly constricted, he shouted urgently, and the whole person fled quickly, at this time he no longer had a little belligerent heart.
Nonsense, compared to Jiang Feng's monster, he still has to kill him!? It's already a good thing that he doesn't kill himself!
"Want to run!? It's too late!"
The arm was pushed forward suddenly, and the huge palm print, with the aura of destroying the world and destroying the world, pressed down on Wang Yifan who was fleeing.
Wang Yifan's face turned pale, no matter how amazing his speed was, he couldn't escape Jiang Feng's attack.
Horror, absolute horror, the breath of death again, after all.
"Bump!"
"No!"
Wang Yifan let out a heart-rending roar, but unfortunately to no avail, the whole person suddenly exploded, and the bones did not exist.
Wang Yifan's last thought was remorse, unwilling, he really regretted taking over the task of King Baijun. In the past, no matter how many lives and deaths he experienced, he couldn't take his life, but he didn't expect to die in the end, in the hands of a martial artist who was only seven in the meridian realm.
"You guys leave me too!"
Jiang Feng raised his leg and lifted it suddenly, and the breathing sword at his foot was shot out with a strong force.
"Whoosh!"
Turning around with the sound of breaking through the air, one of the disciples of the Pure Heart Sect only cared about fleeing, completely forgetting to defend. The Sword of Breath pierced through his chest, through his heart.
"Bump!"
The disciple of the Pure Heart Sect fell to the ground in response and died of exhaustion.
Another disciple turned his head and saw this scene, he was already frightened and wanted to continue to escape, but found that his legs were as heavy as lead bars, and he couldn't take a single step.
He was completely frightened, this was the first time he had felt so frightened of a person.
Jiang Feng sneered, stepped out suddenly, and the whole person rushed up, and came to the front of the Merge Realm martial artist in an instant.
"Since you offended me, you still want to leave!"
The last disciple of the Pure Heart Sect trembled all over, and he was already frightened.
"You...... You're a monster!
After all, the disciple sat on the ground with his butt on his buttocks, his legs constantly struggling, wanting to stay away from Jiang Feng.
He has completely lost, years of resistance.
"Do you think you can escape my palm?"
Jiang Feng's words seemed to come from the Nine Hells, and the disciples of the Pure Heart Sect trembled in their hearts, and their faces turned extremely pale.
"Hoo ......"
gasped heavily, and glanced at Senior Brother Wang Yifan, who was shattered, but he calmed down.
"You...... You can kill me, but I have one last request!?Can you tell me what kind of martial arts you used just now!?"
Jiang Feng was stunned for a moment, and grinned: "I want to know, then I'll tell you!
"Shake ...... Heaven-shattering!?"
The disciples of the Pure Heart Sect were stunned in an instant, and it turned out to be the famous Heaven Shaking Palm.
This is one of the four pinnacles of the human race, Zhanzun's famous stunt, it is rumored that once the heaven-shaking palm comes out, it can break the world and shake Kyushu.
No wonder! No wonder! No wonder even the martial artists of the Yuan Realm were beaten to death with one palm.
"Hahaha......"
The disciple of the Qingxin Sect suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed, but the smile was extremely miserable, "In my life, it is worth it to be able to see the famous Heaven Shaking Palm before I die!"
"That's good!"
Jiang Feng punched out violently, pouring out all the spiritual power in his body.
"Bump!"
The last disciple of the Pure Heart Sect suddenly burst his head and fell heavily to the ground, and he couldn't die anymore.
"Hoo ......"
Jiang Feng exhaled a breath of turbidity, and the strength of the whole person seemed to be instantly drained, and he withered, and his face was extremely pale.
The Heaven Shaking Palm was still too reluctant for him, and the two palms just now were already the end of his crossbow.
Hitting that last punch drained all the spiritual power in his body.
"Bump!"
Jiang Feng sat on the ground with his buttocks, and his whole person had no image.
"I'm talking about you! I should have seen enough! Why don't you show up soon!"
Jiang Feng suddenly turned his head and shouted at a corner.
"Moo!"
After a moment of calm, a bull's roar suddenly came from the corner, and then a huge bull's head slowly appeared in front of Jiang Feng.
Yes, it was Jiang Feng's mount, the big fool cow.