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Rakshasa Four Absolute Fireflies!

Strong, domineering, and extremely fierce fist intent penetrated the whole body, and the sect master raised his hand to blast out thousands of fist strengths.

The fist broke through the air, as if ten thousand cannons were bombarding at once, spraying countless shells, covering and bombing all around.

If you don't move, it's just that, and it's amazing.

The Sect Master's body seemed to transform into a heavily armored tank with countless turrets, raining down on cannon shells.

If there is a substantial fist tearing the strong wind, it is like an awl, and it bombards Dugu Feng with the strength of shattering the sky and the earth.

Dugu Feng's figure was shadowless, as if he had melted into the air, facing the firepower of the army as if he was fighting, and the firepower of 10,000 cannons was covered, without revealing the slightest figure.

Countless small edges like raindrops kept falling, like torrential rain, like meteors, and like an overwhelming missile swarm.

The strength of the fist was enough to tear through the void, and the strong wind could not shake the fall of the raindrop's edge, and countless sword light floats and the fist strength like cannonballs confronted each other.

"Boom ......"

As if the fuse was ignited, tens of thousands of shells exploded at the same time, the restrained fist suddenly exploded in all directions, and the hot shock ripples like flames expanded violently, and in the blink of an eye, they all swept across a hundred zhang square circle, and countless gravel dust was repelled and swept across, and the entire calamitous mountain top instantly became clean and clean, without half a cent of stone chips.

The floating point of the sword qi tore the fist strength, but it was like a meteorite falling into the atmosphere, and it smashed towards the sect master without the slightest wavering.

The sect master clenched his fists, burst into a shout, did not retreat, but advanced, and suddenly took the initiative to crash into the meteor shower-like sword rain.

At the moment when countless sword qi flashes were about to cut into the sect master's body. The sect master was full of anger, and his body was instantly covered with a fierce and extremely evil god colossus.

This is an evil god covered in cold battle armor, with a striking cross war pattern on his forehead and chest, and a face as fierce and evil as a ghost-faced skeleton.

The moment the Evil God Statue appeared, a cold, ferocious, and unparalleled battle intent that swept across the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths exploded.

"Jingle ......"

The crisp sound of an iron sword hitting metal armor continued to sound!

The strongest defensive combat skill in the world of divine weapons, in terms of "hardness", the "Rakshasa Battle Armor" that is still on top of the "Firmament Blood Armor", "Heavenly Crystal Battle Armor" and "Qiankun Infinite Body" has an absolutely tough attitude to put down countless sword qi floating light.

The "Rakshasa Battle Armor", which was hard enough and hard enough, expanded suddenly, instantly repelling a single qiē alien true qi within a radius of ten zhang.

Dugu Feng's figure that disappeared into the air suddenly appeared in the repulsion of the Rakshasa battle armor.

With the defense instead of attacking, the sect master bravely endured the dense sword light blows, and used the pure defense "Rakshasa Battle Armor" to line up a different kind of energy, and finally succeeded in forcing out Dugu Feng's figure.

"Boom!"

The "Rakshasa Battle Armor" collapsed with a bang.

"It's time for me to fight back!"

The defense was shattered, the suzerain did not retreat, but advanced, and suddenly advanced, his body was like a ghost coming in, and he was faster than ever.

At the last moment, the majestic figure of the sect master was still in place, and the next moment, he rushed in front of Dugu Feng like a ghost.

"Humph!" Dugu Feng snorted coldly, her eyes were cold, and she fought in close quarters, who was she afraid of from the Datang world?

The cold light flashed, and the Chilin sword was unsheathed again.

The sect master leaned forward and rushed forward, one step at a time, and his iron fist pierced his chest.

Dugu Feng's long sword came out of its sheath, stabbed and rushed, instantly spanning a distance of several feet, and skimming its edge.

"Boom!"

The earth trembled, and countless rubbles flew from the feet of the sect master. The fist and sword clashed, and there was a dazzling spark.

The sect master's body did not move at all, ignoring a wisp of sharp sword qi along the fist, stepping towards the body, his five fingers were like hooks, and the lightning was grabbed, and it was taken out in an instant.

Dugu Feng's eyes were cold, and he didn't give in, and the long sword stabbed and turned, and the lightning struck.

The blue light of the sword weapon is condensed, like a flood of autumn water, with the meaning of crossing thousands of mountains and rivers, running through.

"Poof!"

The sword blade took the first step, cut into the sect master's inner circle, and stabbed mercilessly.

The sect master's attack continued, and the muscles at the wounded area contracted sharply, gripping the blade of the sword like iron pincers.

The blade of the sword enters the flesh, and the sour and astringent cut into the aged wood is difficult to enter.

Cut, rotate, and explode in one go.

With a trace of blood, the Chilin Sword was withdrawn in an instant, coming and going freely, without the slightest restraint.

"Good!" The sect master burst into a shout, his fists were hammered, and waves exploded in the air, but there was no strange sound coming out.

Dugu Feng stepped on his feet, advancing or retreating, firmly maintaining a constant distance from the sect master, the blue light flashed, or cut or stab, and struck out again and again.

The sword light and fist shadows are staggered, metal and flesh collide, flying up and down, left and right, but there is no sound at all.

It's not that their strength is too weak, it's that their degree has already far exceeded the propagation of sound, and by the time the first rays of the exchange of blows reached the ears of the others, the two had already engaged in countless fights and collisions.

Hand-to-hand combat, square inches, ever-changing, life and death judgment.

The sect master's fist is fast, concise, and ferocious, and every move is a perfect classic that has been tempered thousands of times.

Dugu Feng's swordsmanship is precise, agile and fast, and every stab and slash is an irreproducible pinnacle sword.

An inch long, an inch strong.

Dugu Feng's body is smart, advancing and retreating like a shadow, the distance from the sect master is always maintained in a constant range, firmly grasping the advantage of the long sword's killing range, the enemy advances and I retreat, and the enemy retreats and I fight, not the slightest, every step is not wrong. The sword stabbed each one would leave a scar on the sect master's body.

The long sword flies, cuts vertically and horizontally, and the sword sees blood.

In the blink of an eye, there were dozens of terrifying wounds on the sect master's body.

However, the sect master didn't care, meteors, fireflies, electric shots, and the four absolute bombardments of the ghost axe and the rakshasa were continuously bombarded. Horizontal punches, hook punches, straight punches...... Punch bombardment, burst into lightning, fierce and precise. There was no hesitation in the slightest because he could not attack the enemy.

The sect master's eyes were bright and his fighting spirit was high, as if the bleeding wounds on his body were not his own, like a precision killing machine with horsepower, tirelessly attacking Dugu Feng.

And Dugufeng's eyes were cold, as if he was a national player focusing on chess, firmly controlling the chess game.

All of a sudden, in the battle circle, there were only vertical and horizontal sword lights, and fist shadows coming and going. Countless flashes of sword light and fist shadows across the sky divided the space around the two into countless fragments, and the figures of the two fighting people changed in an instant, sometimes at the top of the mountain, sometimes on the cliff wall, sometimes rising into the sky, sometimes clinging to the ground. On the entire mountain peak, there are almost visual afterimages left by the movement of the two, so that the onlookers can't help but be dazzled, and they can't tell the real figures of the two.

The fist is heavy, destroying the mountains and breaking the mountains.

The sword is sharp, cutting gold and jade.

Dugu Feng's mind was condensed, and he concentrated on the blade of the sword, and the sword was united, like a streamer, instantly piercing through the throat of the sect master.

The sword light is incomparable, and a sword seals the throat.

Facing a sword that pointed directly at the throat, even with the sect master's strong and surging battle intent, he did not dare to directly sweep his edge, gave up the offensive again, and dodged and retreated.

"Boom ......"

Dugu Feng's body was like a crane, he drew his sword, sealed his throat with a sword, and went straight away.

And the sect master's body was like a flash of lightning, flashing back, all the way down, encountering trees and broken trees, encountering gravel and gravel, and in the blink of an eye, a straight road from the top of the mountain to the foot of the mountain had been opened.

"Rakshasa Battle Armor!"

The fierce and cold Rakshasa Evil God Colossus once again covered the whole body of the sect master, the hard battle armor composed of the extremely masculine Rakshasa burly energy, and the sword that sealed the throat of Dugu Feng like a shadow under the hard file.

"Boom!"

The colossus of the Rakshasa Evil God shattered, and Dugu Feng's killing sword was completely disintegrated.

"Okay, it's good enough!" The sect master clenched his hands into fists, closed the cracked wounds all over his body, stopped the bleeding, and said with a hearty smile: "The Central Plains Martial Arts is really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, and it can make me have a good fight." ”

Dugu Feng slowly stretched out his arm, pointed his long sword directly at the sect master, and said lightly: "Just use your strongest move!" The Rakshasa Four Absolute is not enough to see in front of me! ”

"Good! You're strong, stronger than me right now, exactly the opponent I'm looking for! "The sect master stood upright, stepping in the void, like a god.

The sect master opened his five fingers and pointed to the sky with one hand, and the sky changed dramatically, and the originally clear sky suddenly converged into countless dark clouds, and the sky and the earth were dark. He pointed to the ground, and the earth suddenly roared, and the endless leylines that had been flowing quietly in the depths of the earth suddenly shook, and the mountains and rivers swayed.

The Sect Master's majestic body rose high, slowly levitating in the air, and gravity was completely dispelled by him. His hands seemed to have suddenly turned into the giant palms of the gods, connecting to the sky, inhaling the infinite thunder qi of the Nine Heavens; The lower Nine Shades swallow the endless Qi of the Nine Shades of the Earth Veins.

"Rakshasa two uniques, nine heavens thunder tyrant, nine nether sky tyrants, two tyrants in one, dominate the world!"

The sect master, who had absorbed the qi of the Nine Heavens Thunder and the qi of the Nine Shadows of the Earth Veins, suddenly swelled in a circle, like a Titan Djinn. His hands were raised high, as if they were like Pangu holding the sky, the two tyrants were one, and a punch was blasted out.

"Boom!"

The earth shakes, and the universe is turned upside down.

All the onlookers seemed to see the terrifying scene of Mount Meru falling, the sky collapsing, the four poles collapsing, and the world shattered.

This punch instantly drained all the heaven and earth vitality within a radius of a hundred zhang, and for a while, all the martial artists were like dehydrated fish, their bodies were empty, suffocating, and extremely uncomfortable.

And Dugu Feng, who faced this dominating world and smashing the flood with a punch, only saw a simple straight punch.

This punch has no tricks, nor any subsequent changes, and it does not leak any energy, just like the avenue, simple and direct, dignified, but it makes people unavoidable, unavoidable.

Dugufeng's eyes widened slightly, and his snort was soft, like a sleeping baby, confused.

The sword is sharp, the sword is sharp, and the sword is in the hand, and there is nothing in the world that cannot be cut.

Dugu Feng's eyes opened violently, and a flash of light pierced the heavens and the earth, like the first thunderbolt that opened the world, penetrating the chaos.