Above the ice lake, in the demonic fog, the two were vertical and horizontal, and they faced off fiercely. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Jiangling's fist is domineering and domineering, and it is wrapped in "dragon power", which is extremely deterrent and full of oppression, which makes Fu Lengchuan's face gloomy.

Because the crimson dragon shadow that circled around him was trembling.

It's in fear!

"Impossible!"

Fu Lengchuan roared, this is a dragon soul, although it has not been revived, but after all, it is a dragon soul, how noble it is, how can it have a sense of fear?

It seemed to be an absolute crushing from the depths of the soul!

Fu Lengchuan couldn't believe it, when he was born, there was a dragon and tiger appearing, and roaring around it, so he was called "the son of the dragon and tiger", which means that there is a dragon and a tiger.

First, the Winged White Tiger was blasted into the ice lake, and now even the Red Golden Dragon has been suppressed, and he can't afford to resist, is this Jiangling his nemesis? He was a little desperate.

His emotions fluctuated, his fighting spirit was no longer perfect, and there was a flaw, Jiang Ling saw the opportunity, threw out a whip leg, and kicked it out.

Fu Lengchuan coughed up blood, his face was extremely gloomy, and he was almost kicked into the bottom of the ice lake by Jiang Ling.

"It's so tough!"

On the shore of the lake, everyone was moved, Jiangling's shot was too aggressive, too domineering, and the horror of cultivation was strong, it seemed that he was suppressing Fu Lengchuan!

"Gangneung...... When did it become so powerful?!" someone said in amazement, his eyes full of horror.

"Yesterday, he didn't seem to be able to defeat Fu Lengchuan!"

"One night, he seemed to have made a qualitative leap and stepped into a whole new realm......"

"Gangneung's cultivation seems to have improved a lot, surpassing the past. ”

"Could it be...... Fu Lengchuan will die here today?"

......

Everyone talked about it, and they were all shocked, Jiangling's strength was beyond expectations, it was not obvious to fight with those people before, but now he is competing with Fu Lengchuan, and with comparison, his true combat power is exposed.

There is a tendency to crush Fu Lengchuan!

"It's so wicked!" muttered in the distance.

At the same time, those older powerhouses also frowned, their hearts beating slightly, and they felt that they seemed to underestimate Jiangling.

"Gangneung ......"

Outside the crowd, Luoyang, Crescent Moon, Pei Tianluo and others were also watching, and there were also many handsome and proud sons who appeared, obviously they all came for this Demon Flame Pan Ice Lake.

"Death!"

In the demonic fog, Fu Lengchuan roared, his hair was full of ink, he stepped through the black fog and rushed towards Jiangling again!

"Boom!" Jiang Ling was very indifferent, his face was expressionless, and he directly waved his fist to meet it.

The dragon fist shakes the sky!

The strength of the fist was too much, like a heavenly knife cutting through the air, and those demonic mist dissipated a lot, and there was also a vast "dragon power", which made Fu Lengchuan very uncomfortable, and he was quite embarrassed step by step.

Because the crimson dragon shadow that coiled around him was trembling, in fear, and even with a flaw in his heart, he couldn't gather his fighting spirit at all.

He has always been conceited, because of the "posture of the dragon and tiger", with the soul of the dragon and the tiger, as well as the miraculous skill "Binding the Tiger and Descending the Dragon Technique", now the winged white tiger has been blasted into the ice lake, if he is broken an arm, now even the red gold dragon phantom is deterred, and he does not dare to fight, his combat power is greatly limited, and he is no longer in a state at all.

Gangneung seems to have really become his nemesis!

"Kill!"

Fu Lengchuan yelled, he knew that there was something wrong with him, but when he fought to this point, it was impossible for him to turn back, and he had to continue to fight with Jiangling, and divide the victory and defeat, and even life and death.

The battle spirit was damaged, and he could only strengthen his momentum, hoping to regather the strongest battle spirit, and only in this way could he kill Jiangling.

But he clearly underestimated Gangneung.

"Boom!"

The Jiangling Dragon Fist shook the world, incomparably magnificent, and Fu Lengchuan's barely condensed battle intent was directly defeated, and he was repulsed and flew out.

Sou!

Jiang Ling stepped on the "Eight Steps of the Heavenly Dragon", and in an instant, he blasted out another punch, Fu Lengchuan was shocked, and hurriedly moved the red golden dragon shadow to block the attack desperately, and resisted this punch.

"Peng!"

As soon as the punch fell, the crimson dragon shadow trembled and became illusory, as if it could dissipate at any time.

Fu Lengchuan spurted blood, and his face was extremely pale.

Sou!

Jiang Ling's body was like lightning, and he approached in an instant, kicked out in the air, and directly kicked Fu Lengchuan in the chest, kicking him into the ice lake.

Fu Lengchuan fell into the water!

The crowd was horrified.

Fu Lengchuan ...... Killed in battle?!" someone was stunned.

"It should ...... No, Fu Lengchuan is not so bad. ”

"Fu Lengchuan is a little wrong today, he is not in a state, and the battle with Jiangling seems to have been pressed and beaten, and the "Tiger Binding Dragon Technique" has not made any contributions......"

"Bombarded under the ice lake, how can you survive?"

"Gangneung is in big trouble now!"

Someone said in a deep voice: "What kind of identity is Fu Lengchuan, he is the first son of the World City, he is respected as the young master, and he is the most favored grandson of that old Tianhou, and now he died at the hands of Jiangling, Lord Tianhou will definitely burst out with thunderous anger!"

"The marquis of heaven is angry, killing bloodlessly, and the corpses are all over the field!"

......

Everyone was shocked and looked at each other, in Dongsheng Shenzhou, Fu Lengchuan was one of the "top ten", a famous young man, but today he failed to exert his real combat power at all, and was bombarded to the bottom of the ice lake, this is too wretched, if he still has a breath, he will inevitably be suffocated to death!

At the same time, everyone thought of a series of reactions that Fu Lengchuan might trigger after his death, and their scalps were numb.

Although this is the World Mountain, it is the territory of the World City after all, and now his favorite grandson is dead, which is definitely a big event, and it will inevitably set off a storm.

"The Marquis of Heaven is angry, and there is no blood in killing!"

Someone muttered to himself: "That old man is a real stubble, and the bones of the living beings who died in his hands can really be piled up into a mountain......

"Gangneung is dead!" someone said in a deep voice.

"Fu Lengchuan's death is too unjust, Jiangling ...... It's too spicy. A peer Junjie shook his head and sighed: "The hot hand is ruthless, decisive killing, Nanjiangling is even more powerful than before!"

Everyone was talking, but Jiang Ling didn't care about this, he kicked Fu Lengchuan into the bottom of the ice lake, stared at the lake under the black fog for a moment, and then looked at the seat and the mysterious person in the distance, but he was jealous and didn't get closer.

He just glanced at it, and his heart was throbbing, it was an inexplicable feeling that made him tremble, and his hair stood on end!

"This man...... I can't get dirty!"

Jiang Ling was vigilant, he didn't dare to stay long, turned around and wanted to leave here and return to the lake.

At this moment, only to hear a "whoosh", a hand suddenly stretched out from the lake, it passed through the black fog and directly grabbed Gangneung's ankle!

Bang!

Jiang Ling was startled and kicked out with his other foot, but he kicked it into the air, and that hand suddenly disappeared without a trace!

"What's that?!" Jiang Ling shouted, his pupils constricting violently.

"What's going on?" On the shore of the lake, everyone also saw this scene and couldn't help but exclaim.

"Could it be...... Fu Lengchuan is not dead?"

"It's not Fu Lengchuan!" Jiang Ling glanced at it, his eyes were like cold electricity, and there was a murderous aura hidden in his fierceness, "a cold hand ......" (to be continued.) )