King of Gods

“I’m directly ignoring my ‘Red Devil’s Moon, is his heart and soul, is it to the point of being inclusive?”

Lin Tong’s body was stiff and half-empty, and the shock in the pupil spread to the entire face.

Just now, the **** eye attack, Zhao Feng has no defense at all, taking a direct disregard of attitude.

To put it simply, Lin Tong’s **** method is not enough to break Zhao Feng’s spiritual defense.

Whizzing--

At the same time, the other two really mysterious, leading their own people, quickly rushed to Zhao Feng on the mountain.

According to the plan, Lin Tong is responsible for pinning the blood of Zhao Feng, and the other two real-level people are responsible for the attack.

Wind thunder blade

Zhao Feng lightly sighed, not swearing, and the palm of his hand condensed a wind blade of electric Yingying Ying, making a sound, with a strange means to pull the thunder of the heavens and the earth.

"Not good, retreat -"

The blood-streaked king who was sitting in the back of the town suddenly changed his face.

Obviously, with his vision, it is natural to see the strong realm of Zhao Feng’s gestures, and the magical meaning of the moves is even more unusual.

However, his reminder, after all, is a bit late.

In other words, Zhao Feng’s attack speed reached the point where his reminder could not be avoided.

嗡

The wind blade surrounded by electric light is divided into two. After breaking the air, it suddenly bursts into a dazzling thunder, reaching the length of seven or eight feet, and it is not scattered.

At that moment, the sharp wind whistle, the heart of the soul.

噗噗

The two real-class powerhouses have not reacted yet, and the blood is splashed on the spot.

The whole process is between the two.

Lin Tong’s attack, just completed, was ignored by Zhao Feng.

Then, Zhao Feng's attack, killing two real Xuan class leaders.

hiss

This scene, let the Lintong in the rear, as well as other strong players in the Iron Dragon Alliance, take a breath.

Lin Tong could not help but shudder.

Zhao Feng not only achieves the height that he can't snoop, but his tactics and techniques are also terrifying.

Just now, the two real-levels are the core elders of the Iron Dragon Alliance. The rankings are all within the top fifteen.

Change to Lin Tong, do not display blood and blood stasis, the frontal combat is tied with one of them.

However, such two strong players were killed by Zhao Feng as a radish.

"Oh, my hands will be defeated, and I will die quickly."

Zhao Feng held his hand and looked forward.

Under the hand

Lin Tong’s heart trembled as if he had fallen into an infinite abyss, humiliation and frustration, shrouded the soul.

"you……"

Lin Tong gritted his teeth and prepared to make the last fight.

But when he looked up, he stunned.

Because, the blue-haired figure on the mountain, did not look at him from beginning to end.

Including this moment.

"The juniors are going to be mad. When the Japanese seat has just recovered, it will be your danger."

The **** stabbing king resented the voice of the haze, coming from behind.

When this statement comes out, both the enemy and the enemy are a glimpse.

"What's happening here?"

A lot of people were present, a slight glimpse.

Lin Tong’s hands trembled, and there were a few more mistakes in his humiliation.

The man will lose his ear.

Engaged for a long time, Zhao Feng this sentence is basically aimed at the king of blood stasis.

As for Lin Tong, it has been ignored from beginning to end.

The opponent locked by Zhao Feng is the king of blood stasis.

It is hard to imagine that the **** stamen of the big giant of this league is actually the defeat of Zhao Feng in the past.

Therefore.

Zhao Feng has such a mocking smile.

"It turns out. Zhao Feng, it seems that I still underestimate you."

In the distance, the old man who had withdrawn from a distance did not leave immediately, but to take care of Zhao Feng.

But he found that his own thoughts were completely suspicious.

At this point, the old man understands that the "playing" in Zhao Fengkou is how to play and ridicule.

“The junior let me see how much progress you have made in two years.”

The blood stasis king turned into a dull and shocking purple blood residual light, and flew directly to Zhao Feng.

唰

The speed of the blood stab temple is like a wind and thunder, and many people in the field are difficult to capture its trajectory.

A few blink of an eye, the king of blood stabs rushed to Zhao Feng, a heavy, low-lying breath, like an invisible mountain, first stepped into Zhao Feng.

"This **** rudder protects the law. It turns out that it is the same as that of the Black Cliff Palace. It is the corpse of the corpse of the corpse. But this **** palace king also merges with the blood."

Zhao Feng left the hole to understand, and at a glance.

On the level of strength, the king of blood stasis and the king should not be much different, but the former is obviously more old and more cunning.

嘣咔

Nearly a hundred feet high, the peak of the mountain bangs, bursting directly, and rolling up the dust.

The horrible one of the blood stasis kings directly smashes a mountain peak, and the power is extremely concentrated, otherwise the mountain will collapse.

call out

An electric thunder whistling, passing through the head and the void.

Zhao Feng’s figure turned into a sneaky “wind spurs” and shuttled and ran in a circle or two.

"Ah,"

Near the **** building, there was a scream of screams.

In the emptiness of the "wind spurs", every time you shuttle the illusion, you will harvest one or two lives, accompanied by blood spatter.

"The little beast is taking life -"

The king of blood stasis violently thundered, and his body shape turned into purple blood residual light, chasing Zhao Feng.

However, his speed is no advantage over Zhao Feng.

Zhao Feng’s figure, through the illusion, through the “real combat” to understand the “wind and thunder monument” in his mind.

The ancient monument of Fenglei is the inheritance of the "Wind and Thunder Emperor". It is the first speed in the Great Emperor.

Zhao Feng’s spiritual realm is only higher than the blood stasis king.

His cultivation, although not breaking through God, echoes the strength of the heavens and the earth, not much worse.

Suddenly.

Zhao Feng's speed reached a commanding height, ignoring the "blood stab king" posture, and swaying the strong soldiers of the Iron Dragon Alliance.

"Oh yeah-"

The king of blood stasis resentment and anger, to the extreme, almost lost his mind.

He can only look at Zhao Feng and harvest his own ones.

What makes him powerless is that Zhao Feng’s speed is always a minute and a half, and he seems to be at ease.

Zhao Feng itself is in the speed, steady victory over the king of blood, and under the control of the eyes of the gods, even one or two more **** kings can not trap him.

For a moment.

The men led by the King of Blood Zombie, died seven seven eight eight.

In the level of true spirituality, except for Lin Tong, the rest of the high-level, all were slaughtered.

When Zhao Feng killed the target, there was no emotional fluctuation in his eyes, just like facing a personal form template.

What makes the blood stabs king violent is that when Zhao Feng kills his own men, he occasionally closes his eyes and seems to be comprehending what.

"There is no reason for this"

The blood stasis temple king lungs are quickly blown up, and the feeling Zhao Feng is taking his men to temper the exercises.

In just one or two hundred hours, Zhao Feng has made significant progress in the use of the power of wind and thunder.

In the mind, the broken "wind and thunder ancient monument", the surface of the more colorful electric ripples, the interpretation of the meaning of the ambiguous, access to a desolate and broken "wind and thunder world."

In the depth of the world of artistic interpretation, Zhao Feng can only now feel some fur.

唰

Until a certain moment, Zhao Feng found that there was no figure in addition to the blood-stained king.

Only Lin Tong, the shudder figure, is hidden in the gap between the cliffs.

Lin Tong understands that Zhao Fengding is intentional, otherwise it is impossible to leave his own mouth.

"The king of blood stabs, your men are dead."

Zhao Feng’s mouth is full of a smile.

The blood-stained king of the palace is gloomy, and the resentment in the shackles is like the essence.

But he did not lose his mind. After a brief mad anger, the king of blood stasis calmed down.

He has been well-informed in advance, Zhao Feng's **** eyes, anti-defense, especially good at mental illusion, spiritual invasion and so on.

at this time.

The team of the Dragon League has been evacuated.

The dust is scattered in the air, leaving only Zhao Feng and the blood-stained king, far away.

The two confronted each other for a moment, and at some point they started to shoot.

噗嗤

A piece of "purple blood residual light" and a group of "arc winds", flying in the void in a few moments.

Canopy -

The power of the two confrontation is extremely concentrated, and the shock wave is no more than twenty feet.

A few flashes, the two figures are separated.

The blood stab temple Wang eyes lightly complained of poison, leaving a few shallow scars on his body.

"The strength of this blood stasis king is really strong, and the black cliff palace's ‘Mo, generally, the attack of the same-order God, is hard to come by.”

Zhao Feng whispered in his heart.

The lightning strike between the two, the advantage of Zhao Feng's speed, is beyond doubt.

However, if it is a hard touch of power, Zhao Feng has no advantage.

In general, he still takes the initiative, and the blood-stained king is basically only passively beaten.

"Without the use of the eyes of the gods, it seems that only by breaking through God can I further strengthen my combat power.

Zhao Feng’s heart is clear.

嗖

After a pause, Zhao Feng's body shape disappeared again, and the thunder and wind whistle in the void, and the sound of the explosion was endless.

Zhao Feng's urging of the power of the wind and thunder, the more skilled, the speed of power, are faintly elevated.

Wang Zhe screamed at the blood stasis hall, and he exerted a powerful secret technique, which was easily understood and cracked by Zhao Feng's **** eye.

The world moves, only fast.

Once Zhao Feng has an advantage in speed, with the powerful control of the gods eye, it is basically invincible.

This is still the king of blood stasis, the body defense is very strong, and it is replaced by the general God, and may have been hand-cut by Zhao Feng.

Even if the blood stasis king is not a blood corpse refining body, Zhao Feng sacrificed a dark silver poison corpse, Dan Yuanyuan "see the blood seal throat", can also easily kill it.

Thunderfire

Zhao Feng’s left-handedness suddenly switched to a state of greenness, and a “sounding” sound, a group of translucent wind and thunder flames, bombarded in the “Blood King”.

Today's thunderfire gods, in the state of green scorpion, form a fire of wind and thunder, the offensive is more violent.

The King of Blood Zombie issued a screaming scream, screaming at the thunder, smoldering, and the attack, while piercing the material and spiritual world.

"A good horrible attack, the blood of Zhao Feng, can actually carry it?"

Lin Tong in the mountains, witnessing such a powerful attacking bonfire, there is a kind of "stunning" expression

He is familiar with the blood stasis, and naturally understands that the more powerful the attacking technique, the higher the bearing capacity of the blood vessels.

Moreover, Zhao Feng is not a simple bonfire, but also a thunderbolt that encourages the wind.

The thunderfire attack has an incredible restraint on the **** corpse of the "Blood King".

Seeing the "Thunderfire God", it will force the king of blood stasis to death and death, even Zhao Feng has some accidents.