Due to Lu Tiancheng's plot against Fang Zhengping, the natal power could no longer provide energy, so Fang Zhi's natal life, which was originally besieging Sun Meiwan, disappeared. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Now after Xuanyuan Xiaoyi uses his own life, his face is pale, and he has obviously temporarily lost his ability to fight, in fact, Xuanyuan Xiaoyi is not so unbearable, but because he has too much life, it is so weak that he is now.

A green light appeared on Xuanyuan Xiaoyi's body, and this green light also floated to the rest of the people, this is another kind of fate, and the effect should be in the treatment.

But even so, it will take a while to recover.

Zhengping had a hideous wound behind him at this time, spitting blood from his mouth, and it was already good luck not to die, not to mention any combat power.

Lu Tiancheng's desperate style of play actually stopped Zimo and Qi Feiyue together for a while.

His strength is definitely not as good as the two of them, but Zimo will not fight with him, and fight hard with a person who has a will to die, Zimo didn't think so, so although Lu Tiancheng's wounds were more and more, he wouldn't fall down without a few minutes of effort.

There is only one battlefield that is difficult to solve, and that is the battlefield of Sun Meiwan and Cen Pengtian.

In terms of strength, one is fourth-level and the other is fifth-level, Cen Pengtian is not as good as Sun Meiwan.

However, Sun Meiwan is no longer at his peak, his natal power has been broken, even if it is not broken, it is difficult for his natal force to have any effect on the frontal battlefield.

And Cen Pengtian's Pengzhi Natal was running wildly, his speed increased, and his shameless and obscene style of play narrowed this gap to the point of infinite closeness.

Especially the excitement and belief in Cen Pengtian's eyes made him more and more courageous.

You have to believe that sometimes beliefs can really change something, and Sun Meiwan can't attack for a long time, so he is anxious.

The only thought in Cen Pengtian's mind at this time was to kill him, kill him, and anyone who underestimated himself should not be forgiven.

Especially the most important point is to kill him, Zimo no longer dares to underestimate himself, this is the most important thing.

"Boy, let me show you my true strength."

After the two collided and separated, Sun Meiwan suddenly shouted loudly, the horse chopping knife in his hand was mentioned, and when he looked at Cen Pengtian with a face, he was disdainful.

Did it work?

Cen Pengtian snorted coldly, but he was also vigilant in his heart, if he underestimated an enemy and was stronger than you, he would die.

For Cen Pengtian, it doesn't matter if he dies, what matters is that it becomes a joke after death.

There are some things to defend with life, such as some kind of feeling, some kind of glory, and then some kind of dignity.

Cen Pengtian clenched his spear, his father had told him that he was not qualified to fight with a gun when he didn't understand what a gun was.

For more than ten years, he hardly used a gun unless it was a life-and-death crisis, because, in his opinion, he still didn't understand what a gun was, and now his gun was pierced again.

The swordsman, the gentleman in the soldiers; The sword, the hegemon of the soldiers; The gunman, the king of soldiers.

Cen Pengtian clenched the spear in his hand, the name of the gun - Chaoyang, his father asked the most exquisite weapon master of the Pure Land to build it for himself, and when he took out this gun, in his heart, he had already given Sun Meiwan a death order.

Sun Meiwan must die, and in his own hands.

For my father said to himself, that what the spear points at must be stained with blood.

The gun has been stabbed, if Sun Meiwan can't be killed, it is not only an insult to himself, but also an insult to Chaoyang.

For people like Cen Pengtian, this is the most intolerable thing.

In the eyes of others, it is face, but in his eyes it is dignity and glory.

Chaoyang clenched his grip, Cen Pengtian rushed out, this blow carried his belief that he would win, and carried the dignity that he had worked hard to protect for more than ten years.

With a kind of momentum of nine deaths, he rushed to Sunmei Bay.

His obscene style of play and his straight bar style were perfectly combined, and it completely evolved into his own fighting style, and his overall strength rose again.

Sun Meiwan's complexion did not change in the face of this momentum, he looked at Cen Pengtian and said with a cruel smile, "Boy, die." ”

When two people collide together, it should be a huge momentum, but it doesn't seem to be the case.

Cen Pengtian's face twitched, Chaoyang was held tighter, the moment of the collision, the resistance he felt was unprecedentedly small, Sun Meiwan could be so weak?

Hehe, he didn't believe it.

If there were no accidents, he should have been counted again.

Calculate! Damn it!

He felt that he had always been a monkey being played.

He looked at the battlefield and quickly looked for Sun Meiwan's figure, Sun Meiwan was facing away from him, far away from him.

In an instant, Cen Pengtian understood everything, Sun Meiwan wanted to run.

At the moment of the fight just now, Sun Meiwan changed the way of resistance, although he took part of the attack, but he used the impact of his attack to send himself out.

Thinking of this, Cen Pengtian's face became even more ugly, this was not just contempt and ignorance of him, but playing him naked as a fool.

Sun Meiwan turned his head at this time, glanced at Cen Pengtian, and said with a smile, "Thank you for seeing you off." ”

His speed increased, and he knew very well that in this way, he would not be able to take any advantage, and he might even die.

The hidden destiny was broken, despite Lu Tiancheng's help, he had no chance of turning the tables, and Lu Tiancheng and him were not all the way, he glanced at Lu Tiancheng, who was about to fall, and his speed accelerated again.

If you can't beat it, you can run, and then you will find the field later, this battle is when Xuanyuan Xiaoyi cracks his own life, he is ready to run.

Staying here desperately?

He's not that stupid, but he can't feel at ease with someone who can crack his own life.

Sun Meiwan sighed in her heart, calculated the possibility of killing Xuanyuan Xiaoyi, shook her head, and prepared to run away.

Sun Meiwan didn't look behind, but laughed, "Everyone, after all calculations, I still escaped today." It still didn't kill me today. Leave it at that, and wait for my more ferocious revenge. ”

Taunts, naked mockery.

Cen Pengtian's face was even more ugly, he could already drip blood, in his opinion, it was completely his mistake that caused Sun Meiwan to have a chance to escape, and every word Sun Meiwan said was like a slap in the face.

Unforgivable, unforgivable.

"Leave it at that? Walk? Are you able to go? ”

The Chaoyang gun was held tighter by Cen Pengtian, and he looked at Sun Meiwan and suddenly shouted.

Sun Meiwan must not be allowed to escape, absolutely not.

The momentum of the sky exploded from him, Peng's natal life ran wildly in his body, and in an instant, all kinds of enlightenment erupted from his heart.

The power of the natal force - Hua Peng.

There is a saying in "Getaway", "There are those in the north of the poor who have the Stygian Sea, and the Tianchi is also." There is a fish, which is thousands of miles wide, and there is no one who knows its cultivators, and its name is Kun. There is a bird, its name is Peng, the back is like a mountain, and the wings are like clouds hanging from the sky; Those who shake and climb with sheep's horns are 90,000 miles, and the clouds are absolutely cloudy, and the sky is negative. ”

It can be seen with the naked eye that a phantus appeared from his body, with arrogant eyes and huge wings, which is exactly the image of the mythical and legendary Dapeng.

The Beast's Natal Awakener, an obvious dividing line is whether or not it can turn into a beast, this kind of beast is not the kind of physical change, but a creature in the shape of a phantom.

At this time, Sun Meiwan was almost gone, and Dapeng wrapped his figure and flew in the direction of Sun Meiwan's departure.

The two chased and fled like this, and gradually disappeared.