Hong Prison strikes.

A palm burst out, and the moment this palm was condensed, countless black mist suddenly appeared around it.

This black mist is not demonic intent, but something even more evil, something extremely evil.

Surrounded by countless black mist, a palm was struck, and countless people around saw this scene, and they all felt a chill in their hearts, as if they had fallen into extreme fear.

"Purgatory Clutches!"

With this palm, Bai Xuan's face beside Chu Fengmian changed.

"This is the mastery of Hongjiao, according to legend, he once had a great adventure in the Void Sea, and learned a purgatory demon skill, this purgatory demon skill, even beyond the ancient demon domain, is extremely terrifying, once beaten, he will be tortured to death by endless pain!"

This purgatory clutche, once it hits the body of the martial artist, will produce endless pain.

This pain is enough to make many martial artists who are not firm in their minds die of pain.

The pain of the Purgatory Demon Skill is not only physical, but also from the soul, and even a saint cannot resist it.

"Boy, be prepared to accept endless suffering, I will make you unable to live, you can't die!"

Hong Prison smiled hideously, he wanted to use this purgatory magic skill to completely torture Chu Fengmian.

"If you know a little bit of waste magic skills, you dare to show off your power in front of me?"

Chu Fengmian watched Hong Prison's slap, and his face was extremely calm.

"Little magic skill, break it for me!"

"Roar!"

In Chu Fengmian's mouth, he indifferently spit out a word, and a dragon groan suddenly rang out.

In this dragon roar, it contains the power of the war dragon at the time of the essence, the power of the ancient war dragon, and restrains all yin and evil.

Purgatory magic skills, at a glance, can not escape the possibility of being restrained.

Although this Purgatory Demon Skill was powerful, it was impossible for it to have much effect in front of Chu Fengmian's power of the Battle Dragon.

Under this dragon's groan.

The purgatory magic skill of the Flood Hell, the palm condensed, immediately dissipated directly, and all the power in it was directly dissolved.

All the onlookers around were taken aback.

This Hong Hell attacked, but there was no mercy, but it can be said that he used all his strength, even the Purgatory Demon Skill.

Under this move, at least there was a intention to bombard Chu Fengmian.

This Purgatory Demon Palm, among the Divine Power Realm martial artists of the Void Sea, less than ten people can block it, and even many people will have to pay a great price if they block it.

In this way, just one word in his mouth can directly dissolve the power of the clutches of Purgatory.

It's simply unheard of, unseen before.

"What is the origin of this person? He first defeated Ouyang Lie and extracted Ouyang Lie's Sage Essence Blood, and now he is actually enough to resist the Flood Prison!"

"We have never heard of such a number one person in the Northern Regions. ”

"Being able to compete with Hong Prison, this person's strength is indeed terrifying. ”

"However, he was able to dissolve the purgatory demon skill of the Hung Hell, not because of how strong his strength was, but because of his technique, it was vaguely because of the restraint of the purgatory demon skill that he could resolve it so easily. ”

"Look at it, the strength of Hong Hell is not so simple, the big men of the Heavenly Alliance, even if they don't have Purgatory Demon Skills, are still people who stand at a fixed point. ”

This short exchange has caused countless discussions.

Hong Prison, a big man in the Heavenly Alliance, rarely made a move, but he didn't expect him to make a move, but he was actually resisted by Chu Fengmian, which made countless people very surprised.

However, no one is optimistic about Chu Fengmian, Hong Prison's strength is far from being as simple as it shows, and the Purgatory Demon Skill is restrained, but Hong Prison does not use the Purgatory Demon Skill, and he is still an extremely terrifying character.

In everyone's opinion, Chu Fengmian can survive a few moves from the hands of Hong Prison.

"Dragon martial arts?"

Seeing his purgatory magic skills being dissolved, Hong Hell also understood in an instant.

This dragon clan martial art is indeed extremely restrained against all magic skills.

His Purgatory Demon Skill, when he encountered this dragon martial art, was indeed inherently restrained, and there was no room for exertion.

Chu Fengmian looked at Hong Prison and shook his head, as if his eyes were full of disdain.

"The people of the Heavenly Alliance, do they only have this kind of strength? That would be too disappointing. ”

"Arrogance!"

When Hong Jian heard Chu Fengmian's words, he suddenly let out a long roar, and his tone was full of murderous intent.

"Boy, it seems that you have really gotten some adventures, you don't know how thick the sky is, how about knowing a little bit of dragon martial arts?

"Bing!"

From Hong Prison's hand, he suddenly saw that a pitch-black stick was condensed.

This pitch-black stick appeared, and out of thin air, it smashed towards Chu Fengmian at once.

This stick seems to be ordinary, but it is divided into thousands of differences, and it is enough to turn into three thousand phantoms.

Every virtual shadow is false and real, and it is impossible to figure out whether it is true or false.

"Three Thousand Illusory! The Soldier Dao of the Flood Prison! Actually reached this step, these three thousand illusory shadows, each one is half-true and half-false, and each one may be true! If you want to resist, you must resist all of these three thousand illusory shadows!"

Everyone was taken aback when they saw the means of the Hong Prison.

This move is indeed extremely powerful, unless it is to block the three thousand phantoms at the same time, otherwise, it will fall into the siege.

In this level of confrontation, falling into a disadvantage is like a catastrophe, and it is difficult to have the possibility of turning the tables, and it can only be a rout.

"Boy, you have provoked me, and now you will pay for my anger!

Hong Prison roared hideously, and three thousand black stick phantoms fell at the same time.

"Three thousand illusory, dare to come and make a big fuss, ridiculous!"

Chu Fengmian strode out, facing the attack of three thousand black stick phantoms, he didn't dodge or dodge, and directly greeted him.

"What is he going to do?"

"Do you have to resist three thousand illusory ones?"

"This person is looking for death! Three thousand phantoms, it is difficult to escape, resist head-on, with his own strength, how can he fight against three thousand!"

In the face of these three thousand illusory, all ordinary people think can only be to escape.

Fight against it as little as possible.

This kind of frontal resistance is simply a madman's behavior.

Even Elder Li frowned.

The three thousand illusory of the Hong Prison, he also knew that the most powerful move of this move was a frontal blow.

Fight three thousand illusions head-on.

Divine Power Realm Martial Artist.

Mortal!

"Sword!"

Just when everyone looked at Chu Fengmian, they felt that the next moment Chu Fengmian was going to be three thousand illusory and directly beaten into a pulp.

Chu Fengmian called softly, and in his hand, it was the Sword Intent Condensing Sword.

"A sword is ten thousand!"

As Chu Fengmian's sword blade fell, the sword qi in it suddenly burst out.

(End of chapter)