Ishikawa's waist, which had always been straight, slowly bent down, and his legs began to tremble violently at the same time, as if he would not be able to bear the weight of his body and fall to his knees in the next moment. www.biquge.inforanw?enw?w?w?.?

She already has such a power before she really draws her sword, it is hard to imagine what kind of level she will reach if she shoots with all her strength, what should she do next? Ishikawa's body was pressed down by a point, and he urgently needed the best way to get him out at this time.

Ying Wei is still not arrogant and impatient, she has not fully burst out of the mountain Lan sword intent, and at present, she is only firmly locked in Ishikawa from a distance of more than ten zhang, she is still waiting, waiting for the most fierce resistance and attack of the man in front of her.

Ishikawa's body is slowly sinking, and the feeling of suffocation and depression in his heart is getting heavier and heavier, and the three-in-one killing intent is constantly beating against the last line of defense built by Ishikawa, after perceiving that Ying Wei has no intention of killing from beginning to end, Ishikawa has been restraining himself with the greatest concentration, and he does not want to fall into the idea of killing here.

Now it is completely different from when he first started to practice the Three Talents Killing Dao, and now the active killing intent is something that he has no control at all, even Lan Yue or Yin Yin, I am afraid that there is nothing he can do about it, all Ishikawa can do is not to let it occupy his heart, or never let it occupy his heart until the final moment of life and death.

But there is one thing that Ishikawa knows very well that pinning his own safety on the thoughts of others is a guarantee of paper, and it will collapse at the touch of a button. What's more, he still bears the notoriety of killing the woman in front of him, so he will never pin his hopes on Ying Wei will not be a killer, Ishikawa has secretly clenched his fists, ready to deliver the most powerful blow with all his strength.

The suppressed feeling became heavier and heavier, Ishikawa's breathing could no longer proceed smoothly, and the Void Pill in his body was almost about to stop functioning under this circumstance, and he couldn't wait any longer! The thought flashed in his heart, and he suddenly let go of the thoughts that he had been worried and afraid of, and the Void Pill suddenly swelled several times, and the True Yuan rushed violently, and his fist that was already clenched to the point of squeezing blood made an upward trend.

At this moment, the black butterfly in the depths of the sea had swallowed all the cocoons, its wings unfolded, and wisps of black flame flowed out of it like flowing water.

Everywhere the black flame passed, Ishikawa's sea of knowledge was in a mess as if it had suffered from a hurricane and waves, and the strength he had just condensed couldn't help but appear an unnatural loosening and gap, and the omnipresent pressure took advantage of the gap, pushing down his already rickety body a few points down.

I didn't expect the strange insect that had just cooperated with me, no, it should be the black butterfly who made such a moth at this time.

Ishikawa almost cursed, but before he could utter a word, he was surprised to find himself in the middle of a boundless sea of fire, and above the sea of fire, a huge mountain that had not been discovered was slowly pressing.

In the pure black sea of fire, a black throne appeared, and on the throne leaned on a vaguely slender figure, Ishikawa sat up straight as he looked at the figure that could not distinguish between men and women, glanced up at the majestic mountain above, and then waved his hand casually with a punch.

This punch!

Ishikawa's eyes widened all at once, and he didn't let go of every detail of the black shadow's punch, every moment, this punch...... It is exactly the same as the inheritance he inexplicably received from the Buddha statue, but it seems to contain indescribable and wonderful changes, which are much more profound and subtle than what he has comprehended and observed.

What a great punch!

Ishikawa was immersed in his own thoughts and was unaware of everything outside, but Ying Wei, who was standing concentrating in mid-air, had a completely different feeling, she had been looking forward to the blow that burst below, looking forward to the killing intent with the meaning of withering and killing everything, but she didn't expect that this blow would be a completely different feeling, and it would come so fiercely and so domineering!

The man below was actually closing his eyes and thinking about something, he seemed to be in a trance, could it be that this terrifying feeling was his imagination, or was there something wrong with his senses!? Ying Wei's expression instantly became extremely solemn, no matter how incredible the current scene was, she had to use her strongest strength to deal with it, because she had no way to retreat.

"Immovable as a mountain!" Ying Weiqing shouted, her momentum soared, and she used the sword momentum specially used to defend at this moment.

Under the reflection of Ying Wei's clear sword heart, a throne suddenly appeared in the originally empty place, and a slender figure was standing in front of the throne, and the man gently punched her.

Poof, a mouthful of blood spurted out, Ying Wei only felt that the whole world was pressing towards her, in contrast, the immovable mountain style that she has always been praised is as ridiculous as a child's pile of sand, yes, in the face of the violent force that almost wants to tear the world apart, how can a mountain towering between heaven and earth be able to compare with it?

The sword momentum disintegrates, and the sword intent dissipates!

Ying Wei retreated and retreated, and had changed from holding the sword with one hand to holding the sword with both hands, drawing one after another arcs in front of him, each arc gave people a sense of heaviness like a seal, if someone stood in front of Ying Wei drawing an arc, he would definitely feel that dozens of mountains were pressing on him one after another, layer upon layer, and he was almost stagnant even when he sucked.

But now it's a completely different result, Ying Wei kept retreating, and the defense line built by the sword intent of the mountain was pierced in an instant like paper, just a flick of her fingers, she had already passed out of the mountain from the other side of the mountain, and a narrow valley road was brought out of the passing, behind Ying Wei, the figure on the black throne had just punched out a few inches, and there was still an unknown amount of time before it was completely struck.

Ying Wei flew back, occasionally changing direction, but no matter how she avoided it, the center of the punch was aimed at her chest, and for a moment she suddenly felt ashamed and angry, why did he always mark himself to call, what a vulgar and lustful thing.

Ishikawa didn't care about Ying Wei's reaction at all, he even forgot that he was fighting with someone at the moment, and his mind was completely immersed in the artistic conception and domineering spirit of the figure on the Black Flame Throne when he swung a punch, and unconsciously, he put on the same posture and swung a punch forward.

Ying Wei, who had already retreated to the other side of the mountainside, suddenly felt a lot of pressure, she couldn't understand why she sensed the killing intent that wiped out everything, but when it came to the real fight, it suddenly became a world-shattering domineering, but no matter which one it was, it made her heart burn, even if she was in an unfavorable situation, she couldn't extinguish her growing fighting intent. (To be continued.) )