His hands stretched out, a beam of flame appeared in his left hand, and an ice flower flashed in his right hand, one flame and one ice, Gu Feng's body jumped up directly and rushed into the crowd. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Bang bang bang!

Loud noises continued to sound in the crowd, and every time Gu Feng punched out, a martial artist would be seriously injured, as if a tiger had entered a flock of sheep, making these martial artists weak and weak.

It's a battle without suspense!

"Damn it!" Wei Long shouted in a low voice, and then a stream of spiritual power rushed directly towards his left leg, and the entire left leg instantly became extremely hard and full of explosive power.

"Haoyuan legs!" With a low drink, Wei Long's entire body jumped up directly, and the left leg he lifted was like a big axe, directly aiming at Gu Feng's back and slashing it.

Bang!

A loud bang came out, and then Wei Long's face changed drastically, and his leg hit Gu Feng's body, as if he had kicked an incomparably hard boulder.

Gu Feng's back is like Mount Tai, not moving at all.

On the contrary, a tingling sensation suddenly came, and then his left leg seemed to be torn, the whole giant leg trembled, and the meridians in the leg continued to send bursts of swelling pain.

His eyes were full of horror, the leg he had just sneaked up on not only did not hurt Gu Feng, but he completely seriously injured himself.

Gu Feng smiled disdainfully, his current physical body, after devouring the Devouring Flame Ice, even if he didn't use the Dragon Scale Alchemy Technique, how could he hurt him.

With a leap, Gu Feng jumped directly away from the crowd and stood on top of a building, his eyes closed, and after half a breath, he shook violently and shouted: "Yanbing Taiji!" ”

Thundered!

This piece of heavenly dome changed dramatically in an instant, countless lines of ice and flame burst out from Gu Feng's palm, entangled in the entire heavenly dome, and the space was immediately dull, and a sense of oppression gradually approached, only to see that under the breath of ice flame, a tall circular gossip of dozens of zhang was presented.

Ice and flame are constantly entwined and flowing.

"What is this?" Feeling the sense of oppression, Wei Long said in shock.

"There's actually a breath of hot ice!"

"Such a forced oppression, this blow is definitely not something we can withstand!" Yifan's face was also full of heaviness, and his eyes were full of jealousy when he looked at this round of gossip.

"Since you have chosen the second path, then it's no wonder to me, break it for me!" Gu Feng drank suddenly, holding up the gossip dozens of zhang high on this side with both hands, a trace of fierceness flashed in his eyes, and he pressed directly towards the group of black pressed crowds below.

Who said that Tai Chi gossip can only overcome rigidity with softness, and dial a thousand catties in four or two.

"Oops! Come on! Wei Long's eyes showed a deep horror, if he allowed this side of Taiji to be suppressed, he would definitely die.

But when they wanted to escape, they found that all the surrounding spaces had been closed, and under the pressure of the gossip of dozens of zhang, there was no space to escape, and more than 300 warriors seemed to be encircled together, and all they could do was to let this Tai Chi bombard down.

All the martial artists present all showed fear on their faces, and their bodies were completely sluggish, and in the face of such a domineering thing, everyone was extremely frightened.

"Why are you still stunned, give it all to me!" Wei Long said urgently, at present, only by using this martial art at the bottom of the box may have a way out.

More than 300 warriors were suddenly shocked, and they didn't dare to hesitate for a while, and shouted angrily one by one, boom!

There were more than 300 fist marks, and they were directly struck.

You must know that this is more than 300 Xuanjing martial artists, although most of them are one or two, but this is still a force to be reckoned with, if these more than 300 martial artists are placed in the Western Realm, they can definitely become a sect.

Rumble!

A loud bang came, and the entire air stagnated for a minute, the ground shook, and the breathing of more than three hundred warriors all stagnated at that moment.

"Broken!" Gu Feng snorted.

The huge gossip suddenly trembled, ice and flame burst out one after another, and the entire sky was dimmed.

Thundered!

Tai Chi gossip is as steady as Mount Tai, on the contrary, these more than 300 fist prints were all shattered at that moment.

Wow! Wow! Wow!

All the warriors were shocked with a mouthful of blood, and the breath in their bodies became more and more unstable, looking at the gossip that was constantly developing in their pupils, everyone was shocked.

"What the hell is this?" Wei Long's eyes stared at the Tai Chi gossip that was constantly oppressing, and said in shock, if this is said, it will definitely cause turmoil in the entire Wuling Continent.

Swish!

Gu Feng pressed his hands into the void, and the circular gossip pressed directly towards everyone, and there was a loud bang, and the entire space fell silent in that instant.

Heavenly Soul Sect!

Emperor Juetian looked at this essence blood oil lamp that represented the hope of the entire sect with a gloomy face, and he didn't dare to move one more step now, for fear that another oil lamp would go out not long after he left.

So his eyes were fixed.

Suddenly.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

A loud bang continued to sound on the oil lamps, and then Emperor Juetian's throat was sweet, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his eyes had completely turned gray.

Looking at the more than 300 oil lamps that were extinguished in an instant, there was no more than half a trace of blood on Emperor Juetian's face, what did these more than 300 oil lamps represent, that represented the hope of the entire sect, but at this moment, all this hope was shattered.

More than 300 warriors, none of whom were spared, all died.

Only the blood oil lamp of Ying Wujun's team was still on.

"Can anyone tell me what's going on down here?" Emperor Juetian roared to the sky, originally all this was so smooth, but one after another bad news came to him.

"Ancestor!" A white-haired old man appeared in Emperor Juetian's mind, and the real old monster of the entire Heavenly Soul Sect, even if it disturbed his cultivation, he had to tell him all this.

Then, the figure disappeared in an instant, and rushed directly towards the Five Mountains of Heavenly Soul.

Heavenly Soul Realm.

Gu Feng jumped up, fell to the ground, looked at the more than three hundred martial artists who had died completely, Gu Feng swallowed a mouthful of saliva, Rao Yi was also full of horror in his heart, he used to be just a small martial artist, but now, more than three hundred Xuanjing martial artists were all killed by him with one move!

With this brilliant record, Gu Feng can say that even some realm powerhouses can't do it, because it only took one move.

The way of martial arts is to keep getting stronger, if you want to provoke me, you will be punished!

Clenched his fists, Gu Feng felt the majestic power in his body, and the figure disappeared directly in place, shooting into the distance, and the figure gradually appeared in his mind, Ying Wujun, I'm here!

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