For a while, the scene was quite heavy, and neither side was sure of victory, just as Wang Jie said, Jiang Feng did not have much strength after he used to "steal the sky and change the earth" to seize this golden page. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Otherwise, in the face of this enemy in his previous life, how could Jiang Feng tell Wang Jie more?

The strange situation was turbulent in a roar like a real dragon, and the wind and earth within a radius of three miles all blew a fierce wind, blowing past, setting off layers of black dust storms.

At this moment, Wang Jie's muscles roared, as if there was a thunder exploding in his body, a tiger roaring, every move was full of majestic strength, and his footsteps flashed, but it was a unique and mysterious footwork that was running, coming towards Jiang Feng's chest and head.

Jiang Feng looked at Wang Jie who was galloping, his face was indifferent, he sighed slightly, his arm immediately shook, and the muscles and blood were like a cave in the world, revealing the majestic power of qi and blood, flowing into the sea of strength.

Suddenly, the visualized Tower of Chaos revealed a sharp aura of chaos, which was quite ancient and very weak, and if you didn't perceive it carefully, you wouldn't know it.

However, when it is blessed on the long sword, it is transformed into the most terrifying killing in the world, as if the Supreme One has come out of the long river of time and space, with a majesty that dominates the sky, dominating all beings.

"Whoop"

The sound of breaking the sky continued, the sound of fighting was endless, Jiang Feng and the two of them were constantly fighting each other in the black earth storm, bombarding each other's vital places, every move was simple and unpretentious, reaching the direction of life and death.

"Dragon Tiger Flox. ”

At this time, Wang Jie roared angrily, as if he did this, the magic power he displayed would be even more terrifying, fierce, and the sound of the breath that pierced Changhong could indeed make people shake all over their bodies, and their spiritual will was suppressed.

At this moment, the thick arm seemed to turn into an active real dragon in his roar, looking at Jiang Feng coldly, waiting for the dragon's eyes to recover, it was enough to suppress most of the monks in the barbarian realm, but it was terrifying, terrifying.

The fist in his hand, at this moment, swung three punches in a row.

The first punch was blasted out, and the shock of the void air was enough to shatter the golden stone.

The second punch blasted out, and the ground under his feet cracked, enough to crush the tiger and leopard.

The third punch was blasted out, and it was accumulated layer by layer, gathering the horror of the previous two punches, all of which were blessed into the third punch, which was enough to compete with the ancient elephant.

This is like a quick slash, it is really extraordinary, terrifying, and the majestic killing seems to come with his fist.

The attack is like the wind, like a violent storm, and there will be no stop.

Killing is like rain, like the wind blowing without a trace, there will not be the slightest trace.

At this moment, Jiang Feng's expression finally revealed a calm and calm domineering hideousness, the long sword in his hand swung up, constantly blocked, and swung five swords in a row, splitting the void, and falling straight to Wang Jie's heart, but he planned to kill with one blow.

"Faith is invincible! I am the true son of heaven, how can I die in the hands of a mere savage native, with the blessing of my will, break it for me!"

Those who were killed by Jiang Feng's serial swordsmanship could not find the north, and the sword qi was all with the power of the sharp killing side, whether it was killing or slaughtering. Destruction, death, or sharpness, etc., these breaths can be blessed with combat power in the battle, if ordinary people don't have the same strength as them, they can't even take a move.

Although Wang Jie also condensed a lot of strength, and the power exerted by the river wind was not bad at all, the types were much less.

If Wang Jie at this moment is five ones, then Jiang Feng is one hundred ones, and who is strong and who is weak can be known at a glance.

The situation turned sharply, but Wang Jie felt more and more powerless, and the feeling of the legendary revenant spirit seemed to come to his heart, a little fear contaminated his state of mind, and the fist technique in his hand was also a little messy.

"Thirteen swords of death. ”

At this moment, Jiang Feng didn't want to waste time with Wang Jie, the longer he dragged on, the more terrifying the situation he faced, so the swordsmanship in his hand was also changed, and with a swing of the sword, the aura of the sea of blood in Shura came to his face, and Wang Jie was out of breath.

The thirteen swords of death are the killing techniques comprehended from the swordsmanship of the first swordsman of the human race during the flood period, and there are only thirteen swords in swordsmanship, each time it has the power to kill invincible, and when the thirteenth sword is wielded, even the gods and demons can be killed with one sword.

This swordsmanship is born by killing and singing for death.

After cultivating to a certain realm, killing a monk in the same realm realm is like eating and drinking, and it is extremely easy, and the feeling of crushing an ant can be worthy of this supreme swordsmanship.

It is indeed terrible to kill the thirteen rooms, but if you want to kill Wang Jie, it is still a little bit worse, after all, Wang Jie, who has the support of the system, is it so easy to die?

"Draw strength, dragon and tiger blessing. ”

Wang Jie faced this threat of death, a ruthless look flashed in his eyes, but according to the usual routine of the protagonist, after being suppressed, he exploded, and the power of the system he integrated into his body was continuously extracted, blessed in his body, and washed the qi and blood.

At this moment, he realized the strength of the future, and as soon as he stepped on it, his body turned into a light and shadow, the speed was unparalleled, as fast as a flash of lightning, he rushed directly in front of Jiang Feng, and before he could react, he punched fiercely and slammed into his body.

"Poof......

Jiang Feng was killed by such a terrible killing and bombardment, and the whole person was lying up towards the back, spurting out a mouthful of blood, just when his chest was about to burst, at such a critical juncture, the Tower of Chaos that was lurking in the sea of strength finally moved, and the fierce and incomparably powerful power penetrated into Wang Jie's mind in an instant.

Do you think you can fight back?

At this moment, Wang Jie was crushed into minced flesh by the Chaos Tower, and the flesh and blood splashed on Jiang Feng's body, looking extremely hideous and terrifying.

And the Tower of Chaos was originally in an illusory state, and it was rashly out of its body at this moment, but it was also crumbling, as if it would turn into ashes and disappear in the next moment.

I have to say that Wang Jie's last blow was indeed terrifying, even Jiang Feng was hit hard.

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