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The two of them flew backwards more than ten meters at the same time, and their eyes were also full of surprise. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Dongfang Yu felt that what collided with him was not a fist, but a section of railroad track, cold, hard and slightly elastic.

He himself has gone through the refining and refining of the marrow of Meishan Relic Treasure Hanxujin and Taiqinglu, and his physical strength is comparable to that of a defensive soldier, but he still feels that there is a penetrating power, which directly crosses his shoulders through his forearm and upper arm.

This woman is powerful, it seems that she has specialized in the art of body training, similar to the inheritance of the Wu clan, and has the same origin as Meishan.

Xiao Feng was also amazed, in their clan, they could only enter the Tao with physical cultivation. And she herself has refined thousands of ancestral witch runes to the bone, and seventy percent of her strength can only be equal to him.

"A pair of monsters, they are all physical cultivation, is this really the Ten Thousand Souls Conference?"

"Wonderful, a pair of soul masters are comparing the strength of the body, this is a good show that has not been encountered in a hundred years, it is enjoyable. ”

"Do you see if Dongfang Yu is injured? His five fingers were scratching. ”

Xiao Feng smiled sweetly and said, "Brother Dongfang, the next punch is all my strength." It's coming!"

After finishing speaking, as soon as he stepped on his feet, the jade platform rippled like the surface of the water, and the stone powder rippled in all directions, and a figure shot towards Dongfang Yu like an arrow off the string.

"Hold on to the incomplete!"

"It's raining!"

In the previous life, there were a total of thirty-six styles of strong dragon claw hands in Shaolin Temple, and Dongfang Yu came out of the two styles, which were perfectly interpreted in the Soul Martial Continent.

"Bang!

Two extremely coherent muffled sounds sounded, Dongfang Yu "Oh, oh, oh," took three steps back, and Xiao Feng volleyed three somersaults.

Every step of the two of them stepped out of the deep pit on the stage, unloading the huge force on the earth.

Xiao Feng really became dignified, swallowed a mouthful of hot blood silently, and said: "The strongest blow, the waves curb the flying boat a thousand times." ”

Her hands are like lotus flowers in the wind, constantly swaying, and instantly turning into a heavy afterimage, which is born of a thousand palms overlapping and overlapping.

Dongfang Yu secretly thought, he hadn't learned any decent palm and fist techniques in this life. In desperation, he had to use his palm as a knife to cast ten thousand slashes into one.

"Divine thunder tears the sky!"

He didn't use the true element in his hand, but the ten thousand shots in an instant still cut through the void, and the black fist caused the air to tremble, and the roar of breaking through the sound barrier stirred the eardrums.

"Boom!"

Xiao Feng was knocked out by a train, stepped into the jade with both feet, and ploughed out two deep ditches. Dongfang Yu did not encounter the corresponding resistance because of his vigorous efforts, and he actually had a feeling of being empty. He leaned forward and took a few strange steps forward before he stood still.

"Wow!"

The exclamations from the audience rang out, and the gods collided, Dongfang Yu not only won completely, but also had spare strength.

Xiao Long exclaimed: "Sister, use the scepter!"

At this moment, Xiao Long's crows are inseparable from the unicorns of the water, rivers and seas, and in the collision of spirits and souls, he actually dares to be distracted, which shows his concern for his sister.

A colorful stone pillar suddenly rose behind Xiao Feng, and it was no longer obvious that it was several carved carvings, as if it was hollow, and the runes pressed against the mansion text, permeating the power of the ancient desolation.

It was a holy soldier in the middle of the ninth grade, Dongfang Yu didn't dare to slack off, and between his thoughts, the bone shuttle dart hovered under his feet. The runes around the shuttle dart lit up, turning into two meters long and half a meter wide, much like Dongfang Yu's one-wheeled pedal in his previous life.

"My God, these two rich men, they all have mid-nine rank holy soldiers. The audience shouted again.

It's good that the soul master is rich, but they are all young people under the age of thirty, and the ballast goods are generally eighth-order peak soldiers, and it is enough to be proud to have a holy soldier in the early stage of the ninth rank, and it is their dream in the middle stage.

Xiao Feng urged the true yuan, and the mana of the four-rank peak martial artist was urged to the extreme, and the staff of the barbarian god behind him seemed to awaken an ancient witch god, and he couldn't see his appearance clearly, only seeing the animal skin wrapping, and the figure was like a mountain, as if looking at his clan from afar.

As soon as the image of the witch god was formed, the ancient witch runes on the barbarian scepter suddenly came to life, soaring into the sky, still maintaining the words of the runes, and the gods turned into the size of an eagle, and rushed towards Dongfang Yu like ten thousand arrows piercing the heart.

This is a sea of words, like the unyielding war book of the ancient Wu clan, unfolding in the air to the extreme.

The speed cut through the void almost in the blink of an eye.

Dongfang Yu's mind moved, and the bone shuttle dart suddenly shot out, drawing dazzling light and shadow in the air. In the midst of the dodge, there was a sudden force, and the scorching white light shot out like a laser cannon, and a hundred birds threw themselves into the sea of runes like a forest.

This battle was so gorgeous, the white bird of light and the black runes were like two armies of gods and demons, swinging the battlefield in the air, one after another, not afraid of death.

However, this is a real battle of true elements, putting aside the power of the two holy soldiers themselves, the strength of Dongfang Yu Wupin in the later stage has already determined the direction of victory and defeat.

Xiao Feng obviously also knew that it was impossible to take advantage of the holy soldiers, and glanced at his brother, who was also fighting hard, and decisively changed his moves again.

She muttered to herself, as if she was chanting an inexplicable incantation. Suddenly, her forehead shone with black light, and her extremely powerful soul power formed a boundary in the sky.

It was a terrible sky, with blood-colored clouds rolling, and a massive, hideous-looking troll carrying a black iron coffin. The coercion overflowing from the coffin was about to destroy the world, as if it was about to sweep the world and slaughter hundreds of millions of living beings.

At the same time, Xiao Feng threw the Barbarian God's Staff at his brother, and both of them turned out to be soul martial dual cultivators.

It's not good, I don't know if Shui Hehai can withstand this holy soldier, the pressure in Dongfang Yu's heart has increased sharply.

I saw a four-story ancient building platform rising above the head of the water, river and sea, with bucket arches and cornices, and green tiles and red walls, which looked ancient. At this time, the four corners of the balcony were hanging down the light curtain, which seemed to put him under the "chasing light". Fortunately, he chose the Zhenxian Building, which integrates offense and defense, although it is only the early stage of the Nine Pins, it should still be able to support it for a while.

Calming down, Dongfang Yu looked at Xiao Feng's Divine Soul Domain, and the more he looked at it, the more frightened he became, and he actually had a creepy feeling.

He didn't know that at the same moment, this scene had alarmed almost all the Supreme Soul Masters who were not in retreat. They all looked at the coffin with solemn faces, and even began to communicate in the air.

The things that the divine soul visualizes are usually seen with their own eyes, at least the person who created the exercise.

What surprised Dongfang Yu the most was that Xiao Feng's coffin actually had a prototype. It is the coffin of the ancient demon god that he obtained from Liu Lao Mo, who has always been heavily banned and has not dared to open it so far.

Heavy demonic qi swept towards Dongfang Yu, this aura made human beings extremely irritable, and ordinary people would naturally have a kind of fear from the heart. After all, this is no longer the same thing, from a race that specializes in cannibalism.

Not daring to let it get too close, Dongfang Yu's forehead shot out thousands of golden lights. At this moment, he was like a Buddha, with a golden light on his head and a glorious light.

Countless phoenix feather golden arrows closed all angles, going straight, whirling, and connecting beads, and rushed into the black demonic qi without hesitation.

The demonic flames swept in, and countless demons rose and fell from the black mist, opening their mouths to swallow golden arrows.

Suddenly, with a terrible roar, a hundred-foot tall demon was crushed by Dongfang Yu's hidden colorful hammer. The streamlined silver leopard is thundering into the hinterland of the demonic flames.

Suddenly, a "squeak" sounded, and the coffin seemed to be pushed open a gap.