Jian Gu muttered, "He is worthy of being a strong man of the Sea Country." This slap, I am afraid that I will be regarded as a warrior in the half-step high sea, and it will be directly erased if I am not careful!"

When Han Fengyu was directly attacked, Lucheng didn't dare to be careless.

After all, Han Fengyu claims to be a Yuanhai martial artist, but he is a half-step of Yuanhai martial arts. He didn't know how many times the Tao was powerful.

I don't want to be sloppy with this and roll over in the sewers.

Imagine that.

Golden wings appeared behind the deer city. Just as the thunderous slap was about to fall, the corpse flashed and could escape the slap.

At this time, Lucheng did not hesitate, held a fairy sword in his hand, and walked out fiercely.

With the implementation of the Wanjia Festival, two thousand swords tore through the air and slashed towards Han Fengyu.

Well?

Han Fengyu obviously didn't expect Xiao Cheng to find it so easily, and slapped them.

But in that slap, he didn't do his best, as long as he used 80% of his strength, he believed that even those talented half-step naval combat masters would be injured in that slap.

However, Han Fengyu, who was just a little surprised, quickly turned his head and looked at Xiao Cheng jokingly. No wonder your son is so bold and dares to provoke me, but if you feel that you have some strength and you can compete with me, then you are wrong. ”

Let's wrap it up.

Han Fengyu's hand shone brightly, and a pair of light black fist covers appeared.

The first chest, cast in unknown metal, sparkling,

Han Fengyu clenched his fist with his right hand and struck hard, striking out more than two thousand swords that Xiao Cheng had killed.

Laugh at it.

The two thousand swords cut down by Commander Lucheng were finally directly blown to pieces and disappeared after they came into contact with Han Fengyu's fist.

Seeing this, Lucheng's eyes shrank suddenly, and his heart was also shocked.

You should know that with his current practice, Lucheng knows best how strong Wan Jian's skills are.

In fact, Han Fengyu is a strongman in the pseudo-Yuanhai realm. For him, it is not easy to neutralize his attacks without the law.

Okay, is that so?

At this time, when Xiao Cheng's eyes fell on Han Fengyu's fist, the other students all shrank suddenly.

Through the cover of that punch, in the end, countless dense lines were stimulated, flashing with a dark cold light, and in Han Fengyu's two punches, the strongest defense was formed.

The reason why Han Fengyu was able to tear off the tip of my sword so easily was because he relied on the two fist covers in his hands.

Xiao was surprised at the bottom of his heart.

Do you know, this is the top divine soldier in the Xuan Realm In front of the recipe of Wanjian in Lucheng, a model will towering into the sky.

But Han Fengyu's fist gloves not only did no harm, but also easily destroyed Xiao Cheng's sword tip.

Is it true?

At this time, deep in Xiao's heart, it was not because there was an idea that shocked him.

Haha, little son, you must have guessed it, right? Fare on this seat, this is a low-level attacking soldier, your sword is no longer sharp, you can't get close to me at all, you will die!"

Han Fengyu seemed to know what Lucheng was thinking. He had a smug look on his face. He punched again and blew up Natsu.

"Enough is enough. ”

listened to Han Fengyu's words.

In the vast and barren Great Continent, the remnants of the kingdom can only be regarded as an extremely desolate region, incomplete in methods and exhausted in spirit.

The reasons for this power are limited.

Not only that, but there are fewer soldiers and psychotropic drugs here than in the rest of the barren Great Alu.

This is also why the destruction of the border areas is not small, but no other place is the most powerful, ruling the land.

Because those who stand on the top of the savage Great Alu are the strongest, and they don't look at the cruel world at all.

In the remnants of the world, the soldiers of the Xuan Realm rank can already be seen as a terrible war.

You know, the remnants of the world, even if they are not small warriors on the far sea frontier, the weapons in their hands are only better masters of the Xuan Realm.

But what Xiao Cheng didn't expect was that the Hanfeng universe in front of him was just a warrior in the pseudo-Yuan Sea, and he still held a warrior in his hand.

He is also a junior boxer.

Fist Jack soldiers are not only very strong in attack, but also good in defense.

Trouble!

Lucheng smiled bitterly.

But at this time, Han Fengyu hit him again, and Lucheng didn't have time to imagine.

Han Feng's heavy blows in the universe were several times more terrifying than before, apparently attacking and killing Lucheng with all his might.

In the face of Han Fengyu's all-out attack, Lucheng did not dare to take it lightly. At this time, he continued to pour out of his body, condensed on the sword without sacrificing.

Not only that, but in Lucheng's right eye, there was also a golden flame gushing out, attached to the water without losing his sword technique.

At this time, Lucheng hesitated for a moment, walked out with a sword in his hand, and did not blink an eye.

Hubbub!

A path with a devastating aura of pale golden flames and blades soared straight into the sky, facing Han Fengyu

The sword, the first artistic conception of the way of the sword. The flame, even for me, was accepted with a little sense of crisis. ”

Younger son, you had such terrible power when you were young, and you had such terrible swords and flames on you. It seems that you have a lot of secrets on you. But this seat is wiped away behind you, and everything on you is mine!"

Han Fengyu went to Lucheng and waved the flames on the blade, his eyes were blazing, revealing a greedy look.

Bang.

At that time, the tip of the sword attached to the pale golden flame was hit heavily by Han Fengyu's shadow.

Hush!

In this sword, the fire with the divine pupil on his back, and Xiao Cheng's understanding of the destructive artistic conception of the way of the sword, is extremely terrifying, and in the blink of an eye, it is to tear apart the shadow of Han Fengyu's fist.

Then, the trend remained unchanged, and he slashed at Han Fengyu violently

Seeing the situation, Lucheng's eyes brightened slightly.

Prior to this, he also used the Immortal Sword, the God of Fire Pupils, and the artistic conception of self-destructive swordsmanship. If this can't shake Han Fengyu, then this Han Fengyu is too terrifying.

But fortunately, it seems that although Han Fengyu is strong, as long as he may not be able to fight, he can even kill him.

Hum!

The brilliance of the fireflies, the thoughts, and the bright moon are all ridiculous.

Perhaps, it was just that Xiao S breathed a sigh of relief, but when he saw the black fist jacket on Han Fengyu's right hand, it was activated again, and the black lines on the road flashed.

Han Fengyu, who was closely connected, stretched out his hand and punched hard.

The terrible shadow of the fist, like an ancient sacred mountain, slammed on the tip of the sword of the small city,

Prosperity.

Between heaven and earth, there was a dull sound.

Click.

In the end, the tip of the sword with a faint golden flame was still unbearable, and was shattered by a heavy punch.

Little son, it's over!

Han Fengyu interrupted the tip of Lucheng's sword and walked forward again. In the blink of an eye, he approached Lucheng.

Then, Han Fengyu clenched her fists with both hands and pushed Qiqi fiercely towards Xiao Cheng.

Between their hands, a huge black grinding disc appeared, condensed from truth.

The mill is 100 meters in size and is rolling towards the town at breakneck speed.

Old man, old man!

The grinding disc spun very fast, emitting a terrifying Tao Tao destructive aura, and wherever it passed, everything was crushed by it.

Even in space, there is a thunderous sound from Taoism, which seems to be unable to resist the ravages of this grinding plate.

Damn it!

Lucheng didn't expect Han Fengyu to burn off his disciple Fire God Fire so quickly, and even the strongest sword in the artistic conception of the sword on his body was destroyed.

When you come back to your senses, you'll find a giant mill traversing the sky, crushing the sky and bombarding itself.

The speed of the mill, almost in a respite time, fell on the head of Deer City, and was severely suppressed towards the high-speed spinning hill of Xiaocheng.

What am I going to do?

At this moment, the appearance of Lucheng has undergone unprecedented dignified changes.

He wants to escape!

But this huge mill has approached Xiaocheng with great strength.

Lucheng knew it was too late to escape.

If he had escaped at this time, he was afraid that he had not escaped from the range of the millstone bombardment, and the millstone had already fallen like this, because there was a terrifying power in the millstone.

If it falls on Lucheng, then their bodies can be stronger than the samurai of the late Yuan Dynasty, and they will be directly ground into a cloud of blood mist.

Looks like we'll have to fight!

After knowing that there was no way to open it, Lucheng no longer hesitated