Chapter 1217: 破菊

This guy didn't die long ago?
How come again?
"Death? I am Qingtian Huang, so easy to be killed, how can I manage Qingtian Yimai and become a generation of emperors?"
Qingtian Huang sneer, killing and killing in the body: "You kill me but I am a avatar!"
"Personal?"
The picture is frowned.
Tian Qing is an idea, re-incarcerated, is one of the avatars, the bronze mask that I saw before, actually just a avatar... This Qingtian Huang, it is too much supernatural!
"That is the split of my soul, it took me a whole five hundred years to cultivate the avatar... I was killed by you, I want to die, I can fulfill you today!"
The eyes are picked up, and Qingtian Huang shows strong hatred.
He is a foreigner, even if he is hidden, enters the human domain, and he has to deal with famous teachers, so be careful, so... the bronze mask is just the avatar he has cost a lot of money.
The deity is hiding here for safety.
Despite the ability of the witch soul teacher, the condensed avatar, I do not know how much it cost, and it has been cultivated for five hundred years. The result is directly killed by this guy, and both of them are killed, even the top ten kings are not Let go...
It can be said that this one is almost the same as the whole of Qingtian....
The hatred in my heart can be imagined, I can’t wait to get rid of it, kill it on the spot!
"I want to die naturally..." Zhang Sud.
"You can't!"
A cold voice, Qingtian Emperor murderous.
Boom!
Breaking the eye, Zhang Hang feels that his soul is attracted by a huge force, and will break out at any time.
Knowing that the other side is performing the technique of demonstration, the eyebrows are wrinkled.
His witch soul is big, but because there is no proper practice, the combat power is not strong. At this moment, the strongest is the flesh and the infuriating.
Once the soul is out of the body, it is in danger.
Tiandao is invigorating, calming the soul, and the soles of the feet squat on the ground. Zhang hangs forward and slams out.
It is already a big enemy of life and death, and there is nothing left to do.
Hey!
The instinct of the majestic, rushing in the meridians, Zhang Su like like a lion running wild on the grassland, the long sword in the palm of the hand, the volley is a stroke, the whole person seems to have become a long sword, stabbed come.
The sword is one!
In the Warrior's Hall, the book about swordsmanship was studied in detail. The sword of the heavens has reached the level of the sanctuary. At this moment, the trick of combining the sword and the sword is once again displayed. The sword is straight and spread like a rainbow. Hanging in the underground palace.
"Some skills!"
I didn’t think that in front of me, with the means of detaining the soul, it didn’t produce any effect. Instead, it attacked, and Qingtian’s eyes picked up, and he couldn’t care for the soul, and the palms were grabbed forward.
Hey!
The air in front of the eyes solidified, and the speed at which the sword gas progressed suddenly became slow.
"Out of the border...late?"
Zhang Hang is in a tight heart.
As soon as the other party took the shot, he already knew what strength he had achieved.
Because the bronze mask, I don’t know how many times it is stronger, but it has already reached the late stage!
Out of the dilemma, every small level, experienced a thunder, reaching the late stage, has already experienced three thunders, it is not his peak of the baby, can compete.
"Broken!"
The long sword slammed down, sharp and unparalleled swordsmanship, and cut the koi in the blink of an eye, piercing the cockroach in front of him.
I just felt a lot easier in my body. I saw Qingtian Huang, and the palm of my hand turned over. A palm print was taken.
The face is ugly, the long sword is raised, and it is greeted.
It’s too rushed to get hit by all the power.
Hey!
The ice rain sword flew out and was inserted on the wall not far away. He kept swaying. He also fell to the ground and pulled out a big pit.
Although it is possible to fight in level, it is also possible to fight at most in the middle of the border, and it is still a big difference.
"At this level, you can't escape today!"
The Zhang will hang and fly, Qingtian Huang smiles coldly, and the gas of killing scatters the whole room, and the fingers grab it again and crush it.
"Want to kill me, it depends on whether you have this strength and means!"
The body is a group, jumped up from the ground, and the palm of your hand hangs over, like a stamp.
Great sadness!
Boom!
I’m touching the other’s finger, my face is red again, and I’m back seven or eight steps.
The other party is the emperor of the Qingtian family. I have lived for a few years, and the understanding of the battle is not weak. In addition, the cultivation is deep, and Zhang Hang is playing against it, which is less than half of the price.
"Let's lie down!"
A cold smile, Qingtian Huang five fingers, like iron hooks.
The strength of the late period of the embarrassing situation is fully displayed, and all the surrounding areas are imprisoned. No matter where you run, there is a feeling that it is difficult to dodge.
"This is not only a physical attack, but also a soul attack, a weaker state of mind, and will directly destroy the psychological defense..."
The fist is tight.
The other side’s move seems to be unremarkable, but it’s just a matter of grabbing it, but Zhang’s understanding of martial arts is extremely deep, and it’s scary at a glance.
Not only does it have a real gas attack, it is hard to dodge, it also gives people a strong psychological hint.
It's like a mountain collapse, giving people the feeling of being incapable of escaping. Once this illusion is allowed to expand, even if the strength can compete, it will certainly not escape.
The state of mind, the inner panic, disappeared immediately without a trace, the eyebrows raised, the hanging feet swayed, the walker spread out, and instantly escaped the other's palm, while the body side, pointed out .
The big stars are pointing!
Hey!
The force is like an arrow that is shot, and it is stabbed in the eyes of Qingtian.
"I can find that my eyes are flawed so quickly... I don't think it's a seven-star peak teacher!"
Gently smile, Qingtian Huang is not nervous, but his wrist flips and bends.
Hey!
A ray of light and a big star touched each other together, and the two disappeared in the air, and Zhang Hang retreated.
When the battle started, he used the Heavenly Library to see the defects and loopholes on the other side, but... this guy is too strong, especially to control the surrounding environment, even though he knows his life, the attack can’t be close. It also has no effect.
"The higher the level, the lower the effect of knowing the gate,..."
Zhang Hang understands.
When the strength is low, as long as you know the fate of the door, you can kill it more and more. It is a few big-level strongmen higher than him, but with the higher and higher cultivation, the more the practitioners understand the space, the more they want to do so. It's almost impossible to do it with ease.
However, it is not easy to kill the other party, and it is difficult for the other party to kill him.
The palm of your hand is turned over again, and it becomes a fist. It is lifted up by the volley and hammered away.
Hey! Hey!
The space in front of me is like a crack, and the fist is like a lightning bolt.
Wuzhi, Thousands of Thunder!
It is a martial art who emerged from the shackles and sneaked out when he observed the Thunder and felt it. He was ranked first in the Qingyuan Empire. At this time, Zhang Suzhan exhibited it and the power was even better. .
Not yet fully played, the underground palace is like a thunder.
Thousands of Thunder Seas, the power is not comparable to the big sorrowful palms, but the Thunder contained in it has an influence on the Witchcraft Division. It is better to deal with the words of Qingtian Emperor.
The martial arts are not as strong as possible, but highly targeted, in order to exert the maximum effect.
Because of this, countless strong people are desperately trying to create more updated martial arts.
"Hmm?"
Unexpectedly, this is only the Sanctuary triple-baby baby, not only blocked his repeated attacks, but also made a counterattack, Qingtian Huang face ugly, can not help but retreat two steps, five fingers open, again Grab.
Hey!
The Thunder in front of you, like being wrapped in a special force, gently pinches and bursts.
"I was out of the post-election strong, and I have experienced three thunders... I am not a of mine, do you think that your mysterious mystery can affect me?"
A cold scream, Qingtian Huang once again stepped forward, and the strong atmosphere set off, like a giant who could not shake, even if he used all means, there was no way to hurt.
"It doesn't matter much to you...but, my ice rain sword?"
Zhang hangs a laugh.
"Ice Rain Sword?"
The Qingtian Emperor is somewhat puzzled and frowned.
The other side was holding a long sword, and he was already hit by a stroke and inserted in the wall...
Thinking of this, I couldn’t help but look at the position where the sword was just now. At first glance, the pupils shrank.
"What about the sword?"
The long sword has disappeared. I don’t know when it was taken away by the other side.
"Behind you!"
The hanging finger slammed a hook.
Qing Tianhuang’s face sank and hurriedly turned, but found nothing.
"It's bad!"
This realized that he was being cheated by the other party, and his body swayed and hurriedly jumped to one side. However, it was already late, and his chest hurt. A palm print fell on it. He couldn’t help but step back and his face was white. .
Although the other side hastily shot, the attack power is not strong, but it also makes him a little crazy.
The imperial person of the Qingtian, who lived for many years, the old monster, the strength is even more in the late stage of the embarrassing situation, even by a little boy who has only a baby baby... I can’t stand it!
"I want to kill you..."
Right again, the body is really boiling, just want to display the strongest attack trick, I heard the voice of the youth ring again.
"Below..."
"Hey, think this trick is still useful to me?"
Seeing the other party actually came, Qingtian Huang’s teeth clenched, his palm slammed, and the power rushed out. He was about to shoot it, and he heard the sound of
呜呜
sounding from below, looking down. Sure enough, I saw that the long sword that had just been inserted on the wall did not know when it was hidden in the ground, and it was stabbed straight.
"No one is attacking, just want to kill me by spirituality? It's too small to see me..."
A cold smile, the palm of your hand turns, and shoots at the sword. Once concentrated, it will be crushed. However, if the power is fully exerted, it will feel a huge force, and it will surge from the head.
After then, I saw a huge stove, sitting down against his head.
Hands blocked.
Boom!
The other side was very strong, his hands did not hold, his knees were soft and he sat down.
Fighting!
The long sword penetrates through the chrysanthemum.
The petals are blooming.
"Ah..."
The screams rang, and Qingtian Huang was like a ghost.