"Yun'er!"

"Yun'er!"

Zuo Yangbo and Zhan Jiuting's eyes were about to split, and they roared wildly, and their bodies were about to move.

"What's it called!"

Wang Feng suddenly turned his head and glared at Zuo Yangbo, and the anger in his eyes came out of his body, and Zuo Yangbo was slightly stunned.

It was this stunned kung fu, but Zhan Jiuting took a step forward and directly swept into the field, and countless thunderbolts enveloped the entire valley in an instant.

"Wang Feng, I want you to die!"

Zhan Jiuting's whole person rose into the air, his figure flashed, and the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Pen in his hand dragged out thin yellow lines.

Thundered

There was an explosion in the clear sky, and suddenly dark clouds were in the sky above the two, and lightning flashed and thundered.

"System, exchange for killers, Nezha!"

Wang Feng's face was indifferent, and his mind immediately communicated with the system.

After killing the three monks of the Xuan Ming Period, Nangong Wen, Crane Year and Huo Yun'er, Wang Feng once again gained 300,000 killing points.

300,000, enough for him to summon a sixth-level killer.

Among the sixth-level killers, Nezha and Yang Jian's strength is comparable.

At the same time, he also swept away the spirit stones in Huo Yun'er's storage ring.

There are exactly 200 high-grade spirit stones and 300,000 medium-grade spirit stones!

The personal disciples of the three elders are indeed good, and this net worth alone is not comparable to other Xuan Ming periods.

The two hundred high-grade spirit stones plus Huo Yun'er's Xuanying were immediately turned into 250 million high-grade spiritual energy values by Wang Feng, and now Wang Feng has a high-grade spiritual energy value of 417 million.

300,000 medium-grade spirit stones turned into three hundred sixth-level clones in an instant!

call

Not long after his words fell, a lotus boy appeared in front of him, holding a fire-tipped spear, stepping on the Hot Wheels, and a red chaotic silk wrapped around his body, fluttering in the wind. There is a diamond circle hanging from the neck, which is the Qiankun circle.

If Yang Jian's strength is the strength of his personal force, then Nezha's strength is the strength of his weapon.

Hot Wheels is incredibly fast. Dexterity.

Chaotian Aya can be defended and attacked.

The Vajra Circle is a long-range weapon, with every shot and every hit, and its power is infinite.

The spear is a melee weapon and is extremely fierce.

It can advance or retreat, and it can attack from a distance and at close range.

In addition, he also has a lotus incarnation, which can be connected with a broken head, and his combat power is fierce.

"Kill!"

Wang Feng spat out a cold character.

"It's the master!"

Nezha drank a child's voice coldly, and then rose to the sky,

The chaos around him fluttered, and the sound of wind and thunder rolled between the Hot Wheels action under his feet. The fire-tipped spear in his hand flickered even more coldly.

"Above the nine skies, lead the thunder to extinguish!"

Zhan Jiuting has already gone berserk, and as soon as he makes a move, it is a big killer move. His yellow robe suddenly lit up with lines.

The momentum grew wildly, and the heavens and the earth were completely filled with power grids, and the center of the dark cloud was transparent, as if a terrifying thunderbolt was brewing.

"Fall!"

With Zhan Jiuting's last stroke, the dark cloud vortex was slammed, and then the entire dark cloud vortex lit up, forming a purple cloud.

Where are the purple clouds. It was clearly one end of the purple thunder, and behind the purple cloud was a purple thunder that meandered to the sky.

A brontosaurus with a radius of 100 feet!

Wang Feng's scalp was numb, and his heart was awe-inspiring.

"Doppelganger!"

There was hardly any hesitation at this moment. Three hundred sixth-level clones appeared out of thin air, and then raised their palms in unison.

If you come to the palm of God!

Three hundred doppelgangers used the Divine Palm at the same time.

"Chaotian Aya, get up!"

Nezha looked up at the sky and shouted. Chaotian Aya came out of her body, wrapping around and around beneath the clouds, forming a huge red canopy. Isolate Zi Lei from Wang Feng.

At the same time, huge Buddha palms emerged and superimposed on each other to form a dazzling golden palm.

The Buddha's palm does not fall straight down, but is slightly tilted.

Bang

There was a shocking explosion in the sky, and the purple thunder with a thickness of nearly 100 zhang meandered down, only the head was seen, but not the tail, mighty and terrifying.

Wang Feng wanted to move, but his surroundings were completely shrouded in electricity, sealing all his retreats, this current had no attack power, but it had the effect of paralyzing the body.

Wang Feng is now extremely difficult to even move.

"If you can't dodge, what if Lao Tzu resists your attack!"

There was no way to avoid it, and Wang Feng also showed a ruthless look on his face.

"Carry it, it's your death!"

After speaking, he didn't struggle, and the spiritual power in his body surged wildly, forming a thick spiritual power shield, muscle blocks appeared, and green tendons burst out.

airplanes

After the thunder dragon fell, the Rulai Divine Palm, which had a hundred palms converging into one palm, also roared over, slanting towards the purple thunder that seemed to have no end.

Zizi

buzzing

As soon as the Buddha's palm and the purple thunder touched, it was immediately like fire and water, and the endless purple thunder was broken by the Buddha's palm, and the endless purple thunder behind it suddenly poured madly on the Buddha's palm, and there was a piercing roar that shook the sky.

However, even if it was so, half of the purple thunder bombarded down and landed on the red canopy formed by the Chaotian Aya.

collapse

After all, Chaotian Aya was not mainly defensive, and after blocking half of the purple thunder, it was finally overwhelmed, and suddenly it collapsed, turning into a seven-foot-long red aya.

The remaining half of the purple thunder slammed down on Wang Feng.

Click

His solid shield of spiritual power was of little use and shattered into nothingness.

Then the purple thunder mercilessly pierced Wang Feng's body, the heaven and the earth were purple, and the entire valley was completely submerged by the sea of thunder.

"Dead?"

Seeing this, Zuo Yangbo's body shook and exclaimed.

No one could force Zhan Jiuting's Nine Heavens Divine Thunder, as if no monk of the same realm could withstand his own sword without dying.

But thinking of Wang Feng's body, which had recovered in an instant even if his entire chest cavity had been penetrated, Zuo Yangbo was inexplicably a little uncertain.

Is the other party dead?

Wang Feng naturally didn't die, but he was definitely uncomfortable.

The Nine Heavens Divine Thunder introduced by the Xuanming Period was definitely not comparable to Nangong Wen's kind of Xuankong in the later stage, and a large amount of thunder and lightning power rampaged through Wang Feng's body, scorching his body from the inside out.

Now Wang Feng's body is almost the same as half a piece of carbon.

The thunder and lightning were raging, and the particles in the body immediately glowed with powerful vitality, frantically repairing the whole body.

A large number of dead cells were replaced and excluded from the body, and Wang Feng was like a snake. It's shedding its old skin and getting a new one.

His body can't move, but his mind can.

After Nezha arranged the Chaotian Aya, Wang Feng put him into the system space, along with the three hundred and sixth-level clones.

As soon as his mind moved, Nezha's figure reappeared, and next to him, there stood a seventh-level doppelganger.

This is Wang Feng's only seventh-level doppelganger so far, the Xuan Ming Period.

As soon as the seventh-level clone appeared. Wang Feng's thoughts fell on him in an instant.

"Hehe, I survived, and then it's your turn to die!"

Wang Feng twisted his neck, and the indifference of the clone that had not changed for 10,000 years was gone, replaced by ruthlessness.

"You, Xuan Ming Period?" Zhan Jiuting's pupils above the sky suddenly shrank.

"Congratulations, you answered correctly, I don't know how much spiritual power you still have after using the Nine Heavens Guiding Thunder Technique once?"

Wang Feng grinned.

"And the ability to resist!"

Immediately, his gaze suddenly turned cold: "Drag this Zhan Jiuting, I want to shoot him to death!"

"Yes!"

Nezha moved in response. Stepping on the Hot Wheels, the whole person turned into a streamer and shot past.

The Qiankun circle around his neck was suddenly thrown out by him and smashed towards Zhan Jiuting.

"Ray!"

Zhan Jiuting's face changed slightly. A talisman pen is drawn in front of him.

rumble

A purple thunder fell suddenly, compared to the previous purple thunder, this one was only ten zhang thick, more than ten times smaller.

bite

The purple thunder slammed into the Qiankun circle. directly collapsed the Qiankun circle, and Nezha took advantage of this time to flash and already came to Zhan Jiuting.

The two immediately fought together.

Although Zhan Jiuting is in the Xuan Ming Period, most of his strength relies on the Nine Heavens Thunder Channeling Technique. The actual combat ability is not high, and because the previous thunder diversion duel consumed most of the spiritual power, it was on par with the fierce Nezha at this moment.

From time to time, purple thunder fell in the sky, and Nezha also shouted continuously.

Wang Feng stood in place, his right hand raised into a palm, and pressed down on his body.

airplanes

In the sky above Nezha and Zhan Jiuting, the golden palm that has been a hundred zhang suddenly appeared.

Behind the golden palm, an arm made of pure gold extended infinitely, and the phantom of a statue of the god could be faintly seen.

The terrifying coercion swept the entire valley in an instant, and both Nezha and Zhan Jiuting were all unstable by the coercion that fell from the sky.

"Danger!"

Zhan Jiuting's face changed greatly, his whole body was surging violently, and the talisman in his hand was about to move.

"Hold him back!"

Wang Feng's voice was cold without the slightest emotion.

Nezha got the order, and the fire-tipped spear in his hand stabbed out violently, and the chaotic sky flew up, turning into a thousand zhang long and wrapped towards Zhan Jiuting.

The Qiankun circle around the neck was also thrown out.

This time, Nezha used almost all his means.

"Get out of here!"

Zhan Jiuting's eyes were about to split, and he wanted to forcibly break through the enveloping range of his palm, but in an instant, three weapons surrounded him from three sides.

Behind him is the sword qi wall of the formation, and there are five ways to go.

"Boom!"

A fifty-zhang purple thunderbolt fell into the sky and slashed on the top of Nezha's head.

This time, Nezha was split dozens of meters away, and the whole body was scorched black.

call

boom

This one was delayed, and Chaotian Aya immediately wrapped Zhan Jiuting around, and the Qiankun circle smashed him on the chest.

burst

Zhan Jiuting spurted out a mouthful of blood, but before his body could retreat, the giant palm above the sky roared down.

"Close!"

At the last moment, Wang Feng directly retracted Nezha into the system space.

boom

There is no competition with the same earth-level mystical technique, and in the face of Wang Feng's Divine Palm of the Xuan Ming Period, there is only death.

Zhan Jiuting is no exception!

The entire valley was full of energy, and the broken flesh of Zhan Jiuting's corpse swept upside down, and the sky was full of blood mist.

"Ding, congratulations to the host for gaining 100,000 Murder Points. ”

In Wang Feng's ears, the system prompt sound was extremely crisp.

Zhan Jiuting, die!

Consciousness returns, and the seventh-level clone is recovered.

At this moment, the body of the deity has recovered five layers, and with a shock of spiritual power, a layer of black charcoal on the surface of the body is immediately shaken away, revealing the new skin inside.

Flipping over his hand and taking out a set of clothes from the storage ring and putting them on, Wang Feng stood calmly like this, looked at Zuo Yangbo carefully, and showed a smile: "Zuo Daoyou, it's your turn to go on the road." (To be continued......)

PS:Thank you for the red of "ねぬそほふゃ",It's still shallow and should be added.,But it's really inconvenient in the past two days.,The manuscript is sold out.,Add this more owed.,It's going to be paid back in less than a week.。