[Chapter 137: One Slaughter Soul]

"This is the so-called Yin-loving Dafa?" Looking at Zhou Qing, who was surrounded by black gas like boiling boiling water, Wang Feng was slightly stunned, and then said to himself nervously.

"Innate Body: Yin Evil!"

Zhou Qing shouted angrily, his body directly increased to a height of three meters, and the black aura on his body was like a happy demon, and a strange howl came out, with a strong pain in his voice.

"Innate Body: Blood Demon!"

Seeing that Zhou Qing used his innate body, Wang Feng naturally would not bow to the wind, and his whole body was wrapped in blood-colored killing qi by the way, and the ten ancient celestial phenomena sang a trembling song of triumph, and the murderous aura flew directly out of a few meters away.

Two blood-colored bat-like wings spread out, and the strange star-white runes with flickering lines twisted and changed strangely, and the breath in between them was really a little too terrifying, Wang Feng's forehead, above the middle of the two eyes, a blood-colored eye opened, and things within a radius of five zhang were clear at a glance.

"Innate Divine Power: Great Demon Wipe Wind Palm!"

Zhou Qing sneered, his palm was spread out, it turned out to be a meter huge, and a slight flick was sweeping a brutal storm, mixed with air and sound, and the tricky power gathered together, and wiped towards Wang Feng's body in unison.

"Carving insect skills, big chiba hands!"

Wang Feng looked at the overwhelming storm, and a feeling of fear arose in his heart, and immediately, he shook his head and threw out this distracting thought, the terrifying power of the big thousand leaves was contained in the palm of his hand, and the explosions were unbearable.

"Bang, bang, bang, bang. ”

When the transparent and beautiful palm print and the black mist were lifted, the sound of critical hits sounded one after another, and an invisible wave also spread out, and the power in the space was extremely strong.

"Poof. ”

A violent friction sound sounded, and immediately, I saw that another one had been added next to the two ravines, and above the originally ordinary scene was a small flame dancing with wisps of fire, obviously because of this violent friction.

Looking at the two figures on that scene, at this time, one figure stepped back three steps in a terrifying manner, while the other person was unmoving, graceful, as if he had not been hurt in the slightest.

The person who didn't move at all was naturally Wang Feng, his current strength could be said to be extremely strong, and the terrifying martial arts of the Great Qianye Hand were even more extremely skillful, comparable to ordinary human-level martial arts, so it was not difficult to beat Zhou Qing like this.

"Bastard, I want you to die!

At this time, Zhou Qing looked extremely hideous and ugly, the corners of his mouth were stained with blood, with a tearing ruthlessness, the sky was torn out, and the black mist all over his body appeared even more solemn and thick.

"Trash, look at it, how I beat you!

Wang Feng sneered, and the cold killing intent could not be concealed, but it was on par with the appearance of Zhou Qing going crazy, and the ten illusory ancient celestial phenomena were also realized at once, and the crazy killing intent and anger were like fiery clouds covering the sky and the sun.

Among them, a palpitating fluctuation emanated, and behind the ten ancient celestial phenomena, there were five identical ancient celestial phenomena condensed out, and the blood-colored gas that was rolled up rose to the sky, which was not at all something that ordinary people could exert.

"What a terrible power, is this Wang Feng's hole card?"

Song Jingtian looked at the young man who was performing terrifying martial arts on the stage, his heart throbbed a little, and there was still some taste in his tone that he didn't dare to judge, he was naturally able to smell a trace of mystery on the young man's body, which made the young man's hole cards emerge endlessly, and even a strong man like him who was half-step cultivation sighed and surprised.

"It's so terrifying, it's just terrifying!"

Ye Han looked at the faint blood-colored appearance that pierced the void in shock, his eyes were full of disbelief, his palms clenched unconsciously, and immediately, thinking of Wang Feng's usual calm and smile, he let go again.

None of them thought that this guy who was smiling on weekdays could burst out with such terrifying power at a critical moment, which was simply born specifically for the role of playing a pig and eating a tiger.

"Brother Wang Feng is so powerful, even Xu Shanshan can't burst out with such terrifying power. ”

Song Yuxuan was already a little star at this time, she looked at the sweaty teenager in the field, there was a great visual impact in her heart, and the ignorant girl's heart was full of a delicate figure at this time.

"Old Zhou, this matter is beyond our control, this Wang Feng's strength is a little too strong, I'm worried that Young Master Zhou Qing won't be able to win. There was a lot of discussion in the crowd, among them, the middle-aged man who was fighting for Zhou Qing's face was a little worried.

"Hehe, don't worry, have you forgotten? Zhou Qing hasn't been defeated so easily, but he still has that trick, even if he attacks of this level again, he will definitely not be afraid at all!"

The old man, known as Old Zhou, smiled and said softly.

"Bang bang. ”

A mountain-shaking breath spread, and a violent explosion set off a dancing cold wind, which lifted up some of the dust and smoke clouds on the ground, and made the sky full of yellow sand.

The yellow sand smoke and clouds splashed away, and the two figures gradually revealed, both of them were a little ugly, but there was not much difference between them, the only difference was that Zhou Qing's black figure was a fat pig, and Wang Feng was still an idol.

Seeing this scene, the faces of those who supported Wang Feng at the bottom of the stage changed, and they all keenly felt that there was a strange energy in Zhou Qing's body that was beginning to brew, destroying the withering and decaying, and shattering the heavens and the earth.

"Oh no, Zhou Qing is going to use that trick again. ”

"It's that trick of what kind of blood dance is broken, this damn Zhou Qing. ”

"Damn, it's so shameless, not only did he defeat his opponent, but he also had to lie in bed for a few months, it was purely a lose-lose style of play, if it weren't for his grandfather being a high-level, Lao Tzu would have to explode his chrysanthemum. ”

"Wet, wet. ”

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Looking at Zhou Qing, whose face was very hideous, Wang Feng's bloody eyes keenly felt the terrifying power brewing in the latter's body, and he couldn't help but laugh shamefully, the fluctuation of this breath was not as good as the Liuhe Creation Fist, and he dared to show it?

"Blood-dance-dry-kun-break. ”

Zhou Qing roared, the black luster in his body was like a beautiful lamp, and in an instant, the light jumped slightly, and the aura in the void actually poured into his body at a rapid rate.

"Interesting. ”

Wang Feng smiled, and the aura in his body was full again.

"One Slaughter Creatures!"

As soon as these words came out, the aura between heaven and earth throbbed wildly, and the ring was full of a dead air, between heaven and earth, the ghosts were rolling, the living beings were devastated, everything was the color of dead ashes, and the holy light was compassionate!

Liuhe is out, the living creatures are slaughtered, the mountains and rivers are broken, the heavens and the earth are collapsed, the sky is broken, the universe is moving, and the creation is born.

In an instant, a wave that was stronger than Zhou Qing's power fluctuation erupted from Wang Feng's body, like a peerless giant slowly waking up in battle.

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