Chapter 222: Kill two more people

In the blink of an eye, there were only three of the top ten masters left. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Yan Guixi and two half-step real people Great Elders.

"Lu Yiming, I want you to die!"

Yan Guixi's eyes were red, and the anger in his heart could not be extinguished even if the water of the galaxy poured out.

The body turned into an afterimage, and shot at the landing, and the cold murderous aura was like a substance, turning into a demon's phantom, looking like choosing people to devour.

Lu Yiming's figure flickered, avoiding Yan Guixi.

"Hmph, I'm going to let you see them die in front of you one by one. ”

Lu Yiming was as fast as a fright, and rushed towards the two half-step real people Great Elders.

"Fight!"

The beards of the two half-step real elders were white, and the aura on their bodies was surging out wave after wave at this moment, and the aura of seeing death as if they were at home was shocking.

"Kill!"

The Great Elder on the left rushed to kill like a cannonball, and in the blink of an eye, he arrived in front of Lu Yiming, and a punch bombarded out, rising and falling like a tiger, punching like thunder and anger, the internal force turned into a whirlpool, and the fist pierced through the iron wall.

One of the exercises of the Kongtong faction town faction: Angry Thunder Fist!

This great elder is called Huang Muyang, a half-step real person's realm, the momentum is fierce and unstoppable, once tore a hundred people with his bare hands, as if entering a no-man's land, a move of anger and thunder fist is superb, melting gold and iron.

Legend has it that when he holds steel in his hand, it will turn into iron juice and fall to the ground.

"Look for death!"

Lu Yiming watched the aggressive punch come in, his expression remained unchanged, and his right hand slapped out with a palm, and the palm power was light and fluttering, as if he didn't have any strength.

Seeing this, Huang Muyang smiled again and again, and said loudly: "Boy, I know that if you fight repeatedly, you will definitely be exhausted and unable to fight again." You can't even shoot a mosquito to death with this palm, and you dare to stop my angry thunder fist?

"The word self-defeating is written for you. ”

Bang!

However, the mutation was sudden, just as his words fell, Lu Yiming's palm power suddenly changed, the dragon elephant hissed, Jin Ge Iron Horse, swallowing thousands of miles, an ancient fire god walked out of the void of time and space, violently trampling the air, exploding everywhere within a radius of ten meters, and the flames burned the sky and the earth.

"Not good!"

The other Great Elder next to him changed his face drastically, and he flew up suddenly, gliding through the air, ready to help rescue Huang Muyang.

But it was too late.

With this fierce palm, the primeval fire god was like a bamboo, and Huang Muyang immediately couldn't bear it, a pair of fists burst inch by inch, flesh and blood were blurred, and all the internal forces in his body were defeated.

A palm continued to slap, and it bombarded the chest fiercely, and suddenly the flesh and blood flew sideways, a large hole appeared in the entire chest, and a palm print trace stood out on the back, which was directly pierced by Lu Yiming's palm.

Let's go.

Huang Muyang's corpse flew back upside down and fell heavily to the ground, one blink of an eye was still a living person, and the next blink of an eye it became a mess of meat.

As soon as the other great elder grabbed Huang Muyang's corpse with his big hand, he tried to inject internal force to save him, but unfortunately his entire chest had been pierced, and he was powerless to return to the sky, and he couldn't die anymore.

His eyes widened, as if he didn't understand what had happened until he died.

"You killed my brother, I want to fight with you!"

This great elder is called Huang Musheng, and the people in the rivers and lakes call him the old ghost of Thunderbolt, and he is the most promising to break through to the realm of real people.

The old ghost of the thunderbolt was furious, with a big hand, and the thunderbolt light flashed on the five fingers, and the aura of destruction spread from above, and as soon as anything touched those thunderbolts, it would instantly turn into shatters.

This is the fame of the old ghost of Thunderbolt - Thunderbolt Thunder Palm.

Lu Yiming's body flew up, like a big bird flying in the air, dodging the bombardment of the thunder light palm, and at the same time, he struck down again and again, palm by palm, and in each palm there was the primeval fire god who was angry, and the Great Sun Burning Heaven Palm urged with all his might, and the ground was cut off a thick layer, turning out fresh soil.

In the blink of an eye, the two collided seven palms in a row.

Every palm was earth-shattering, the sound of a violent explosion spread far away, and a strong wave of qi rippled in all directions, even if it was the peak of the grandmaster, he couldn't get close to the battle area, otherwise he would be hurt by the qi wave.

After seven palms, the old ghost of Thunderbolt's face was as pale as paper, and the ground under his feet had become powder, and his feet sank three inches deep into the ground.

"Ah, I'm not reconciled. ”

The thunderbolt old ghost let out a wail, and then his entire body fell to the ground with a bang, but among the seven palms, all the vitality in his body was destroyed by Lu Yiming's palm power, and he died on the spot.

In the end, there was only one left, the head of the Kongtong faction of the commander of the light pole, Yan Guixi.

Yan Guixi had no joy or sorrow at this time, and the whole person seemed to have entered another state.

The nine peak combat forces all died in front of him, but he had no way at all.

Lu Yiming was deliberately stimulating him, letting him see his capable subordinates fall and die one by one, this kind of torture is like digging out the pain of digging into the heart.

At this moment, there was only one word in his mind:

Kill!

Yan Guixi's figure flashed, like a ghost and unpredictable, one moment it was ten meters away, and the next moment it appeared in front of him.

"Sunclaw. ”

Yan Guixi slapped out a scorching sun palm, and suddenly it was like a scorching sun rising in the east, hanging in the sky as if a second sun appeared in the sky, releasing infinite light and heat, and suddenly, a palm rose out from the scorching sun, and the rolling flames attached to it, carrying the true intent of infinite destruction.

Before the palm arrived, the scorching flames were already rolling in, and the whole heaven and earth were about to turn into a kingdom of flames.

Yan Guixi's palm is a sneak attack, taking advantage of Lu Yiming's battle with the thunderbolt old ghost for seven palms, and when the old force is not dispersed and the new force is not born, he seized the opportunity to perform a lore move, vowing to take down Lu Yiming with one palm.

"Hmph. ”

Lu Yiming no longer dodged, with a long roar, the Dao mana on his body penetrated down, condensed into a body protection magic cover, and the mana rotated at high speed like rigid iron, and with just one shock, those flames were scattered everywhere.

The scorching sun's palm was like a bamboo, slamming the mana shield, and suddenly the mana shield shook endlessly, and countless cracks appeared on it, which were about to burst at any time.

However, Lu Yiming also used the power of this palm to float and retreat, avoiding the power of the Sun Palm.

"Wrath of the Heavens: Spear of Destruction. ”

Lu Yiming was in mid-air, and shouted, a bronze and simple war spear appeared in his hand, and the scene of the primeval giant god destroying the heavens and the earth was presented on it, and the mana on Lu Yiming's head seemed to be condensed into horns, making his body tall and mighty, and an ancient giant god behind him was destroying the heavens and the earth.

The Spear of Destruction flicks, pierces, strikes forward, picks up, presses down, arcs......

A spear pierced out, ever-changing, the spear technique has the style of a grandmaster, where it pierces, where the qi will be separated, even if it is as hard as steel The wall of qi cannot stop the piercing of this spear of destruction.

At the end, Lu Yiming threw it hard, and the spear of destruction disappeared directly, and the next moment it appeared on Yan Guixi's chest, and he stabbed fiercely.

"Damn. ”

Yan Guixi's complexion changed suddenly, and he was taken aback, and his palms back, and the majestic qi like a mountain rolled out and turned into a big hand, grabbed the tip of the spear at once, and resisted its piercing.

Yan Guixi is worthy of being a real master, and he can actually resist the piercing of the Heavenly Fury Spear of Destruction.

You must know that Hua Tianjiao and Wang Hualong were both killed by a spear.