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Ling Fei put on a smiling expression and said, "Oh, then according to the meaning of the Huang Pavilion Master, we can't leave yet?"

"Haha, of course, if you kill my son, how can I let you leave safe and sound, isn't it too inappropriate to take me too seriously. As he spoke, Pavilion Master Huang's momentum skyrocketed, and he rushed towards Ling Fei.

Ling Fei said coldly: "Hmph, I just want to see how powerful the Huang Pavilion Master is." Stepping on the phantom step, like a ghostly speed, soaring into the sky, Feng Ling immediately withdrew from the battle circle, she knew that Ling Fei in order to find pressure, looking for an opportunity to break through, did not stop it, the momentum of the two sides continued to rise, in the small valley, the spiritual power was surging vertically and horizontally.

"Boy, the Tianyuan Realm and the Broken God Mirror are separated by a sea, so you will pay for your arrogance!" The Huang Pavilion Master saw Ling Fei, who was fighting with Ling Ran, and sneered, in fact, what he said was not wrong, the gap between the Tian Yuan Realm and the Broken God Mirror was not a star and a half at all, but he didn't know that Ling Fei had fought against the genius-level Tian Yuan Realm in the early stage of the Doomsday Cemetery.

Looking at the confident Huang Pavilion Master, Ling Fei sneered: "Huang Pavilion Master, kill me, I'm afraid the Genting Heavenly Palace won't let you go?"

"Genting Heavenly Palace, I can't afford to provoke it, but you say that you are from Genting Heavenly Palace, you are from Genting Heavenly Palace, and I am still the palace master of Banque Heavenly Palace. "Pavilion Master Huang's patience has long been exhausted, and his urgent action has allowed Ling Fei to deal with it prudently.

"Whew!"

With a strange roar, a long sword suddenly appeared in the hand of the Yellow Pavilion Master, the sword body trembled slightly, the war-thirst in Ling Fei's heart was completely triggered, the Yellow Pavilion Master's face was hideous, the person in front of him was the one who killed his son, the Huang Pavilion Master's body trembled a little, and the long sword in his hand screamed softly.

"Whoosh!"

The sound of breaking the sky gurgled and Ling Fei immediately took out the Heaven Breaking Divine Halberd. The divine halberd appeared, the divine light flickered, Ling Fei swiped in the air, and a light visible to the naked eye fought towards the menacing long sword.

"Sonorous!"

The cacophony of metal crashing echoed throughout the valley. The weapon in contact, sparks flew everywhere, Ling Fei took a few steps back, the divine halberd was horizontal in front of his chest, and his qi and blood surged. The power of the Tian Yuan Realm was indeed not to be underestimated, but Ling Fei did not hesitate at all, and the divine halberd in his hand waved, like a storm, and constantly launched an active attack towards the Huang Pavilion Master.

The dazzling divine light pierced the void, opening and closing, Ling Fei was like a world-beating overlord, pulling out the mountains and covering the world with his strength, and the crazy attack was not expected by the Huang Pavilion Master. Ling Fei actually launched an attack, and the attacks were wave after wave, so that he could only cope with them.

"Bell!"

There was another piercing sound, and Ling Fei's divine halberd slammed down on the long sword, and the Huang Pavilion Master's body was shocked, and he took a few steps backwards, and kicked the ground violently, only then did he stabilize his body, and a trace of solemnity flashed in his eyes, but he didn't expect it. This young man who broke the divine mirror actually forced himself to this extent.

Obviously, Ling Fei didn't want him to be a little slack, if he was a little lax. Ling Fei knew in his heart that the truth of repeated decline, and repeated decline, and exhaustion of three times, so the divine halberd did not slow down at all, and continued to increase its strength.

Under several strong attacks. Pavilion Master Huang's figure was slightly embarrassed, the arm holding the sword was numb from the shock, Pavilion Master Huang changed his hand, secretly relaxed and relaxed his arm in severe pain, the tiger's mouth had cracked, blood continued to drip on the ground along his fingertips, and Ling Fei's repeated attacks gave Pavilion Master Huang a strong pressure.

It made the Huang Pavilion Master even more convinced that Ling Fei was a genius disciple from the Genting Heavenly Palace, because only such a disciple would still have the upper hand when he was beyond his own realm, and such ability and strength could only be cultivated by super forces. The more this is the case, the stronger his attempt to kill Ling Fei becomes, the feud has already been formed, this kind of strength and talent, let him escape, I am afraid that he will not be able to sleep in the future.

The Huang Pavilion Master frowned, and there was a ferocity in his eyes, whatever he said today, he had to leave the two of them here, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable, Ling Fei, who originally just wanted to fight with the master of the Tianyuan Realm, didn't know that this Huang Pavilion Master was already in the mood to kill.

In the blood-red eyes, Ling Fei saw some eyebrows, the Huang Pavilion Master suddenly burst out, the long sword in his hand waved, like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter, the sword body was blessed with spiritual power, buzzing, Ling Fei was shocked, and hurriedly resisted, the long sword stabbed into the air again and again, the spiritual power slashed, and the strong wind howled, causing bursts of sharp pain in his body.

Ling Fei found that his robe was shabby, there were several marks that had been scratched, and his skin was bloodstained, Ling Fei gritted his teeth and looked at Pavilion Master Huang: "Since this is the case, Ling Fei will accompany him to the end." Ling Fei soared into the sky, the divine halberd slammed down in his hand, the huge power was overwhelming, the Huang Pavilion Master had no ability to resist at all, and hurriedly endured the long sword in his hand, and the spiritual power condensed out, forming thunderclouds, condensed in the sky above him.

"Bang!"

The god crossed the sky, split the thundercloud in half, and the halberd that was unloaded with infinite power was still chasing towards the Huang Pavilion Lord, the Yellow Pavilion Lord's face changed, and a thunderbolt was shot out in his hand, Ben Lei Town, as the name suggests, has a great relationship with thunder, Ben Thunder Town from ancient times to the present, often lightning and thunder, the power of thunder and lightning is extremely sufficient, under the washing of this thunder and lightning, the people of this town live a long life.

The cultivator cultivated according to the power of thunder and lightning, and the cultivation speed was also very unusual, and the power of thunder and lightning suddenly resisted the divine halberd, which was originally cast by a meteorite outside the sky.

"Boom!"

With a loud noise, the thunder and lightning disappeared, and the divine light gradually dispersed, Ling Fei sighed lightly, this attack, containing Ling Fei's strongest strength, was actually resisted, Ling Fei sighed lightly, the Yellow Pavilion Master's face was serious, and his hand kept moving, a thunderbolt as thick as a bucket slashed towards Ling Fei, and Ling Fei was frightened.

Hurriedly dodged: "Is this a curse from heaven?" asked in his heart, but the constant dodging under his feet, but the lightning kept chasing Ling Fei, overwhelmingly slashing towards Ling Fei, Ling Fei only then knew that this was the method of the Huang Pavilion Master, in the dense thunder and lightning, even if Ling Fei had a phantom step to dodge, he was not sure.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, there was a flash of lightning in the air, Ling Fei was directly struck, and suddenly the skin and flesh blossomed, and the painful Ling Fei grinned, at this moment, a series of crazy surges, and immediately Ling Fei was drowned in the sea of thunder, and the eyes of the Huang Pavilion Lord flickered, and it seemed to have played a role.

Suddenly, Ling Fei's weak voice came from the sea of thunder and said, "Even if you want to take me down with this attack, I'm afraid you will disappoint Pavilion Master Huang." ”

Feng Ling was outside the battle circle, extremely nervous, his fists were clenched, seeing Ling Fei drowning in the sea of thunder, his heart was frightened, and when he heard Ling Fei's voice, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, Ling Fei was like a bolt of lightning, directly wielding the divine halberd, smashing it down, like a mountain, the Yellow Pavilion Lord knelt on one knee and took the attack heavily.

Ling Fei does look a little unsightly, in the repeated thunderbolts, his robe is tattered, just covering up an important part, a living beggar, his whole body is black, but that unique momentum, as if he has the first in the world, who else is domineering, the more courageous Ling Fei completely has the upper hand. (To be continued.) )