() The sea area near Dikun Island.

Lei Luo's figure was chasing something above the sea, and in front of him was none other than the wind and madness of one of the four saints of the Holy Heaven Island.

A violent explosion sounded, and Feng Shumad sacrificed a one-time consumption magic weapon, and detonated it, and the wind and waves of the explosion scattered in all directions.

"Jingle Bell" A crisp exchange of sounds sounded.

Lei Luo's body was submerged by the blade condensed by a gust of wind attribute spiritual power, and dense sparks splashed around him.

The intensity of these attacks can even be comparable to that of a rainstorm, but the attack power is not enough to break through the defense of King Kong Duel, so it is naturally useless.

Feng Shumad didn't expect the physical defense of the refining physical strength in front of him to be so thick, so he felt that he was not facing a monk, but fighting against a tenth-level shape-shifting demon beast.

The wind attribute mana around his body flowed, and his body disappeared in an instant, and when he appeared, he had already come to a hundred zhang away.

The moment he disappeared, Lei Luo's figure was just as good as the position where he had just cast the Wind Escape Technique.

Looking at the figure that had already distanced more than 100 zhang away, Lei Luo pursed his lips, his eyes full of sarcasm.

"Is it afraid that one of the Four Saints will take the initiative to distance himself from me?" he said sarcastically.

As soon as these words came out, Feng Shu's crazy expression flashed with a hint of anger, obviously angered by this sentence.

However, he did not lose his mind, but raised his hand and touched the position of the side of his face, where there was still a faint pain.

If he rushes close to the opponent, he can't guarantee that his speed can perfectly avoid the opponent's fist and fist style attacks, and only relying on speed is his advantage.

"Hugh has to say more, as long as Feng defeats you, even if you are clever now, it will only be a dying struggle!"

He is determined not to fight with the person in front of him in close combat, no matter how the other party ridicules, I will not move.

Thinking of this, he opened his mouth and spat out a cloud of blue light, which turned into a nine-foot-long cyan spear with dragon patterns engraved on the head.

"Frog Wind Divine Spear!" Lei Luo watched the other party take out this natal magic weapon, and knew the name of this treasure.

"That's right, this is my Feng family's natal magic weapon, the Qingjiao Wind Divine Spear," Feng Shu said proudly.

After saying that, he waved his hand to sacrifice his natal magic weapon, but instead of attacking with a spear, he waved his hand to control this treasure against the enemy.

I saw that the cyan spear turned into a cyan streamer and attacked directly, and the tip of the spear even produced a "buzzing" tremor sound under the high-speed impact.

Lei Luo urged King Kong to decide, and then he was about to prepare to block this treasure, so as to inflict a heavy blow on Feng Shufang.

But just as he raised his hand to take the move, he saw the blue light suddenly accelerate, and then disappeared in front of his eyes.

A grinding sound sounded.

Lei Luo felt a tingling pain in his right shoulder, and then the stinging pain turned to colic.

It turned out that the Qingjiao Wind Divine Spear accelerated and pierced the flesh and blood of his right shoulder, and the wind attribute spiritual power mixed in the body of the spear poured into his body like a sharp blade, cutting the flesh meridians in his body.

"Snort" A sound of grinding meat sounded.

The wound in his right shoulder had widened, from a few inches long to a foot long, and the wound was spreading towards his arm.

Lei Luo's face froze, and the mana in his body poured into his arm, and the wind attribute spiritual power that tore the flesh and blood in his body was quickly suppressed by him, and at the same time, the wound on his arm was also healing rapidly.

But he had an understanding of the power of the Frog Wind Divine Spear, this thing was worthy of being the natal magic weapon of the wind attribute great cultivator, and the cutting power of that wind attribute spiritual power was indeed good.

However, after a few breaths, Relo's right shoulder was no longer bleeding, and the wound was healing at a visible rate.

"Take me one more shot!" the wind then yelled.

He continuously controlled the Qingjiao Wind Spear with both hands, and this spear turned into a poisonous dragon and tore in, and Qingmang was like a flexible body of a poisonous dragon's attack, and the angle of attack was tricky and unpredictable.

"There's no way!" Lei Luo said helplessly.

A wave of explosive qi erupted around him, and even the Frog Wind Divine Spear couldn't get close to this wave of qi.

The wind is also urging the law to resist the wind and waves, and its whole person is wrapped in a gust of wind, but then when the air waves blow, it still can't help but retreat.

Under the influence of this explosive air wave, a semi-circular crater appeared on the sea surface below, and when the air wave was over, the sea water returned and set off huge waves.

At this moment, Lei Luo urged the mountain refining body decision, and a tattoo of a golden giant ape appeared on his back, and eight dazzling golden points of light lit up in the giant ape's right fist and skull.

After using the Heaven and Earth to devour so many islands and mountains, the fourth part of his "Mountain Refining Body Duel" was finally completed, and the eight power points on his back were also completely lit up, and the power of his physical body was more than twice as strong as when he was urged by the previous force.

At this moment, his eyes looking at Feng Shufang were full of battle intent, as well as killing intent.

"Pretending, I really think that the body can resist the magic weapon!" A loud shout sounded.

Feng Shufang's figure was not embarrassed, and his body was bathed in the wind, and then his hands quickly pinched the trick, and he controlled the Frog Wind Divine Spear to continue to fight the enemy.

A crisp clashing sound sounded.

A cloud of sparks splashed on Thunder's chest, but only a white mark was left on the surface of his skin, and there were no wounds.

"How could it be!" said Feng Shumad in disbelief.

His natal magic weapon couldn't penetrate the skin of the person in front of him, and the tip of the spear made a trembling sound after the collision, which showed that the opponent's body was actually harder than his own magic weapon!

"Impossible, how could the human body be so hard!" He couldn't believe it, so he shouted madly.

A cyan halo lit up and down Feng Shumad's body, and the Frog Wind Spear spun rapidly under its control, and the body of the spear buzzed.

I saw that the wind was raging around the body of the spear, and a cyan dragon took shape in an instant, and it opened its teeth and claws forward.

Under the wrapping of wind attribute spiritual power, the Qingjiao Wind Divine Spear turned into a wind attribute dragon with a body length of nearly 100 zhang, and the dragon's body was filled with rich wind attribute spiritual power.

This move is even stronger than the momentum of the spiritual technique 'Thousand Splits Wind Jiao Slash' that Feng Shadow used at the beginning, because this is the magic power of Feng Shumad, one of the Four Saints!

"My magic weapon has turned into a gale dragon, this blow depends on how you block it!" shouted the wind maniac.

He pushed forward with both hands, and a loud dragon roar resounded all around, and the cyan dragon opened its bloody mouth and tore forward.

Lei Luo showed a sneer, and blood-colored lines appeared on the originally pale golden skin around him, and a blood-colored giant tiger tattoo appeared on his chest.

Then his body was instantly swallowed by the cyan wind dragon, and after the dragon swallowed the enemy in front of him, his entire body circled and split into the sky.

"Hmph, if you don't dodge, then you will be slashed alive by thousands of sharp blades in my Feng Jiao's body, but I won't kill you, I'll spare you a breath, hahaha!" Feng Shu suddenly laughed when he saw that he had succeeded in the blow.

Soon, though, his smile froze, and his laughter stopped abruptly.

Because right in front of him, the cyan dragon in the sky began to struggle and twist violently, and then the body of the dragon's head and tail suddenly collapsed, and then the collapsed parts spread towards the center.

After a while, the entire wind Jiao turned into countless cyan spiritual power and dissipated, and a figure in the center was holding a cyan spear, with a cold and calm face.

"Not good!" Seeing that the other party was holding his natal magic weapon, Feng Shu shouted wildly.

He quickly pinched the trick with both hands, wanting to recall his natal magic weapon, the Frog Jiao Wind Divine Spear.

Lei Luo felt the cyan spear in his hand begin to tremble, and a strong force came from the gun, trying to break free from the restraint of his big hand.

"It's not powerful enough!" he sneered.

Then the green tendons on Lei Luo's hands burst out, and blood lines spread out, and he held the head and tail of the Frog Wind Divine Spear with both hands, and the power to break free was also weakening rapidly.

"Break!" he roared, his right foot raised, his hands gripping the barrel of the gun and slamming it down, his right knee rising rapidly.

There was a crisp "click", and under the interaction of his arms and right knee, the barrel of the gun that was held by his right knee broke in response, and the spear turned into two parts.

"Poof" Feng Shu frantically looked up to the sky for a long time and took a mouthful of blood, and then his complexion changed, and he used his fingers to connect several acupoints around his body, so as to stop the qi and blood in his body that turned over the river and the sea.

"I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill you!" the natal magic weapon was destroyed, making it lose its mind.

But just as he looked up, he saw a figure already appear in front of him, and looked at him with a cold expression.

It turned out that when he stopped the bleeding just now, Lei Luo had already come to the position in front of him, and he was still holding the broken head and tail of the gun in his hand.

"Not good!" Feng Shufang's face changed greatly when he saw someone coming, but just when he had just urged the law to transfer the spiritual power of the wind attribute, he only heard two "poofs", and his chest and waist were pierced by two broken spear bodies.

Then an arm passed through his chest, and Feng Shufang felt a cramping pain in his body, and with a sharp pain like tearing, his body was gradually shrinking.

"You, you, you dare to disobey us, we are the Four Saints, the leaders of the Terrans!" he cried out weakly.

At this time, the great monk of the human race, who had been named the Four Saints, still used his prestige to deter, wanting to intimidate the people in front of him.

"The overseas immortal cultivation world does not need so-called leaders and dictators, fighting with the heavens, fighting with people, and fighting with demon beasts, this is the immortal cultivator, not for the rule of some people, to be the ignorant people who don't know how to resist!" Lei Luo sneered.

When Feng Shufang heard this, a trace of complexity flashed in his eyes.

"Back then, the Sword Killing Venerable left overseas after helping the Terran Race gain shelter, and his strength was enough to rule the Terran Race, but he didn't do it, not being bound is the way of the monk!"

Lei Luo looked at the remorse and other expressions that flashed in Feng Shufang's eyes, and then watched as this person's body shrunk, his life passed, and finally turned into a dry corpse.

"The existence of the Holy Heaven Island is to shelter, not to enslave the ruling human race, there are no rulers left in the three overseas islands, the Native Alliance should die, and the Holy Heaven Island should also perish!" he muttered as he looked at the dried corpse in his hand.

Then his figure quickly fell to the surface of the sea, and then turned into a dragon shadow and swam towards the original Dikun Island, where several people still had to die!

Lei Luo used the Shadow Escape Technique to wander for a quarter of an hour, and from a distance, he saw that the ten alliance leaders of the local alliance were still besieging and killing Lihuo Zhenren.

It didn't take him long to solve the wind madness, and this time relied on the magic power of Lihuo Zhenren, but he was forced to hold it up.

But now, this four saints are also a little out of strength, obviously it is still a little difficult to play ten, and the hole cards such as magic weapons are almost used, and there is even a danger of falling in the near future.

When the eleven people who fought saw the black shadow on the sea in the distance, they all tacitly stopped in an instant, and then looked faintly into the sea.

Lei Luo's figure also slowly floated, and then he looked at the eleven people in the distance, and the killing intent appeared in his eyes.