The old man was instantly wiped out in Lu Feng's immature celestial power and the Nine Heavens Thunder Array, which caused many shocked eyes. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

When Zhao Lin saw this scene, he roared angrily: "You are looking for death!" ”

You must know that the Nine Transformation Martial Artist is not a cabbage, even if he wants to cultivate in Black Dragon Island, he has to pay a lot of resources.

And the most important thing was that the old man was killed by the Nine Heavens Thunder Array arranged by himself.

It's not a satire that he shot himself in the foot.

"The word "death" should be said to you."

Lu Feng smiled, and in the flash of his figure, he manipulated the formation to wander between the Black Eagle Army and the Black Dragon Island.

The lightning flashed, turning into a thunder arc and jumping repeatedly.

In a matter of moments, more than half of the people were killed by lightning. 、

And this killing also caused their anger, and suddenly two quasi-saint holy powers rushed towards him.

"Give me death!"

These two quasi-saints were in a realm or so, and only the True Yuan turned into a Saint Yuan, but the momentum of the attack was extremely huge, and the surrounding space quickly distorted, turning into two majestic attacks.

Lu Feng's complexion changed slightly, and the Nine Heavens Thunder Array was triggered again, and two thunder dragons roared out.

Rumble!

Unlike the Zun Martial Realm, the quasi-saint was a strong man who had barely stepped into the Holy Dao after all, and the attack that could make the Zun Martial Realm embarrassed was destroyed in their hands with a wave of their hand.

"Kowloon is now!"

Lu Feng's figure retreated, his sleeve robe waved, the inscription brilliance was dazzling, and nine thunder dragons as large as ten zhang appeared from the spatial crack, carrying a force that destroyed the world and roared away.

Bang bang!

Before the attack fell, the entire courtyard had already collapsed, causing the faces of those strong men who had not yet retreated to change their faces drastically.

"This kind of attack is okay to deal with the Zun Martial Realm, but it is ridiculous in front of us and other quasi-saints."

The two quasi-saints didn't care, and the holy power appeared, as if it was cutting through the sky, cutting off the thunder dragons.

The surging thunder could not affect them much under the shield of holy power.

"Quasi-saint, let me see how strong the quasi-saint is."

The Dragon Yin Sword in Lu Feng's hand appeared, and his body turned into a streamer, and he actually went directly towards the two quasi-saints, only to see a crack open in the void, and then a shocking sword light swept across the sky and landed on a holy power shield.

Boom!

The energy blast of the heretic's fury radiated almost the entire city.

The shield of holy power shattered open, and a sword light swept away.

"Get out of here!"

The quasi-saint shouted angrily, only to see the holy power turn into a monstrous storm and hit Lu Feng.

However, in the face of that kind of storm, Lu Feng's face was calm, and the power of the celestial phenomena surged on the tip of the sword, appearing like a rising sun, condensing into a sword light and piercing straight away.

Click!

This time, the Dragon Yin Sword broke through the storm of holy power and hit a quasi-saint in the chest, which was to break his defenses, and he saw a trail of blood flowing out.

This quasi-saint finally showed horror, how could he have thought that a kid who had only changed three times after Venerable Martial Arts could hurt him.

But he wouldn't have thought that the Dragon Yin Sword in Lu Feng's hand was an ancient saint soldier, and the gap between him and the quasi-saint realm was not so huge now.

His face was angry, and he fell directly on Lu Feng's body.

Lu Feng's body shook slightly, but he didn't take half a step back.

"Give me death!"

The other quasi-saint came back to his senses, and his majestic holy power condensed into a large palm print, roaring towards Lu Feng.

However, Lu Feng didn't dodge anything, and an incomparably powerful defense was formed between the dragon pattern entanglements, and he directly took this palm.

A mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, but at this time, Lu Feng showed a strange smile and said, "Now is the death period for the two of you." ”

"What?" The two of them were shocked, and they didn't know why.

"Hehe, Master Tiger is here to tell you why."

In the dark night sky, Xiaohu opened the Ding Furnace and rushed over in an instant, and the purple gold flames poured out frantically at this time.

"Set fire to people."

Lu Feng had already prepared, drew the Dragon Yin Sword, took a few steps under his feet, and retreated into the distance.

And when the purple gold flame suddenly burned, the holy qi on their bodies melted like residual snow, and the whole person became a moving pillar of fire.

This kind of purple gold flame is extremely domineering, and even the little tiger who is good at playing with fire took a great risk when it was subdued, not to mention the two quasi-saints in one realm.

If they reach the second realm of quasi-sainthood and survive the physical difficulties, it is still possible to resist the past.

After all, this thing is the flame born from the ancestral thing.

Such ancestral objects, even saints can't take them lightly.

With the screams of these two people, the entire mansion was quickly ignited with a sky-high purple gold fire, illuminating the entire city.

When Zhao Lin saw this scene, he didn't know what words to use to vent the anger in his heart.

These are two quasi-saints, even a figure like him in Black Dragon Island is in a high position, but now he is burned alive.

Lu Feng's body moved, and when he came to Zhao Linqian, he said indifferently: "Don't worry, you will end up like them." ”

He could see that this Zhao Lin was weaker than the black-armored quasi-saint, as long as he was solved, the woman in purple would be able to join forces with Uncle Xiong to completely solve them.

"Little bastard, the old man must pull your tendons and pick your skin in order to vent the hatred in my heart."

Zhao Lin's eyes were red, and he shouted angrily.

"It's up to you to have that chance."

Lu Feng's feet flashed, manipulating the power of the formation and interfering with Zhao Lin.

"Old fellow, you're also going to try the flame of the tiger master."

Xiaohu patted the Ding furnace, and at the same time shocked the other strong people who surrounded him.

"Death"

Before Zhao Lin could think about it, the purple-clothed woman's sword light was fierce and fierce, swinging an invisible sword wave, and a deadly killing machine was hidden in it.

"Retreat!"

Zhao Lin was shocked in his heart, and retreated directly towards the outside of the courtyard.

The resentment on his face was undiminished, but the carefully planned plan was completely destroyed.

At the moment when his figure just retreated, a violent ferocity flashed on Lu Feng's face, and between the seals of his hands, the formation was destroyed at this moment, and the infinite power formed a thunderbolt with a thick bowl mouth but glowing with purple.

The power of thunder and lightning pierced through the sky, and the blow of all his strength turned into a sea of thunder and enveloped Zhao Lin.

This force passed through his defenses and fell directly on him.

Even if he was a quasi-saint in the Third Realm, no matter how powerful he was, in the face of this terrifying attack, his whole body trembled, and then green smoke rose up, and even his hair stood on end.

And when the thunder and lightning dissipated, the flesh and blood on his body were blurred and cracked, and blood contaminated with holy qi dripped out.

Zhao Lin was almost going crazy, and resisting that thunderbolt attack almost consumed one-third of his holy qi.

"What are you still doing in a daze, hurry up and deal with him."

Lu Feng looked at the woman in purple and sighed.

At the same time, he triggered the black stone, and the Emperor Hong symbol flickered wildly, devouring the holy qi on the entire Shanghua Island, turning into a black mang-like power and pouring into Lu Feng's body.

The law came out, and under this majestic force, he raised a big hand and unleashed the Great Luo Fengtian Palm.

At the moment when the giant palm pressed down, the heavens and the earth were in turmoil.

Xiaohu's eyes flickered, and he released a purple gold flame again, and went away with the big hand of the law minister.

Boom!

As if sensing the horror of Lu Feng's blow, Zhao Lin snorted coldly, and did not make a hard touch, but directly retreated.

"Zhenhai Fu!"

The woman in purple threw out a talisman, and the domineering force suppressed the space, making it impossible for Zhao Lin to dodge this series of attacks.

Naturally, he didn't expect his attack to cause any damage to the Holy Three Realms, he just wanted to disturb him for a moment so that the purple gold flames could burn towards him.

And with the combination of several of them, he turned into a burning man.

Even if he was a quasi-saint in the Third Realm, this purple gold flame was emitted by a powerful ancestral artifact, and it also took a great deal of strength to suppress that destructive force.

"Little bastard, the old man remembers you, and he will definitely fight with you endlessly!"

In the sea of fire, Zhao Lin let out a furious sound, directly breaking through the suppression of Zhenhai Fu and rushing out.

He felt the threat of death, if it was a Lu Feng, it was nothing, he could be slapped to death with a wave of his hand.

But the most terrifying thing is that the purple-clothed woman who has also reached the quasi-saint three realms is staring at her.

"You don't have to wait until later, your life, I will accept it first."