Chapter 1206: Witch Spirit Framed

Chaotic Sword God Chapter 1206
Long Yueguan was photographed flying, and Feng Hao was frustrated. It happened in an instant. Looking at Feng Hao's pale face, all the people reacted, especially Yan Qing, and the focus of the attack was shifted to this end as soon as possible. The fierce beast of the first stage of the king of the king prevented his progress.
"Bafang Tianlei."
The endless arcs flickering around Yan Qing. With her words of violent breath, all the arcs around them quickly condensed, forming eight silver shining sky mines, the destruction of the spread, the beasts around Are involuntarily withdrawn a lot.
"Boom boom boom ..."
Eight lightnings, one after another, without any stagnation, all fell towards the fierce beast with the scale armor, smashing it backwards and screaming, but because of the nature of the thunder attribute, in the fifth heaven When the thunder fell, it was unprepared and stiff, and three consecutive thunders landed on it in succession, exploding a few scales, and the blood flowed out. It screamed and trembled. Retreating towards the rear, a pair of red eyes, staring at Yan Qing, full of fierceness and resentment.
"Oh, mother, why is that guy so strong?"
Longyueguan also got up from the ground, holding the palm of the giant axe, the tiger's mouth had cracked, and there was a stun in his eyes. His mouth was still stunned, but he was finally vigilant.
"Be careful, it's the first beast of Wu King."
Feng Hao glared at him angrily, and at the same time played a ray of medicinal properties to him, was to remind him, "Now quickly clean up the surrounding beasts, do not take it lightly, brother Ge, pay more attention to its movement and ensure defense. "
"Ok."
Ge Hong nodded, almost urging the ‘Qingmingen Mountain Soil’, and the light suddenly rose again, falling down and making ripples.
With the decrease of surrounding beasts, the beast in the realm of Wuwang finally became a little bit lethargic. It continued to launch sneak attacks, but all were broken by Ge Hong. In Fenghao, Yanqing, and Longyueguan. When Xie Yandong attacked at the same time, it did not gain any benefit. On the contrary, it was extremely embarrassed by Yan Qing's 'Bafang Tianlei' every time. He was almost chopped by Feng Hao and a giant sword. .
"Howling, ..."
After there were only a dozen or so fierce beasts left, it made a low roar in his mouth. Suddenly, a flame was ignited from the dark body, which gradually ignited the raging fire. The surrounding darkness dissipated, and it was covered in scale armor, at this time it looked like an extraordinarily powerful man. At the same time, a majestic power spread from it.
"Well."
Its cold gaze locked on Yan Qing, with a mighty fierce power, and flung directly towards Yan Qing, trying to tear up the person who repeatedly made him suffer.
"Tianlei means."
Yan Qing was not flustered, with ancient mantras in her mouth, trembling with her fingers, reaching for a finger, and a thunder dragon vacated from her fingertips, struck directly towards its neck and dragged it speed.
At the same time, all three of Feng Hao moved closer to this side.
"Roar……"
In the distance, a low roar came again, and some noises and screams seemed to be moving, and they were coming towards this side.
"Ge Hong, deal with others, and try to delay the Lord, Brother Xie, Brother Long, and we will try our best to resolve it first."
Feng Hao's eyes flashed a touch of purple, and his face suddenly changed. After tearing a fierce beast aside, he drank softly. The figure moved like a phantom, and the dark giant sword picked up was facing the fire. The roaring beast was cut off.
"Roar."
The fierce beast was angrily at this moment, and when he pressed hard, a ripple of fire and clouds rippled down, with a series of sound explosions, suppressing towards Fenghao.
"Hey."
Feng Hao was not afraid, and did not think about it. The giant sword in his hand was cut out, rubbing against the air to make a harsh sound, and hitting this layer of ripples. Suddenly, a huge force swung him out. , Even after taking a dozen strides back to set the figure, the corner of his mouth, with a trace of blood.
Fortunately, Xie Yandong and Longyueguan had already arrived, preventing the footsteps of this ferocious beast, and taking a breather for him. His body's medicine flowed. He looked suddenly, and immediately put away a giant sword, and squeezed his fingerprints.
"Oh, ..."
With the sound of a humming sound and the formation of fingerprints, an intimidating coercion rolled out. Although there is no as intimidating as the peak of the Emperor Wu, the power still exists and seems to be able to crush everything. Even heaven and earth can be subverted, so that all the beasts around it can't help but look at the giant hand that looks like the palm of the god, showing a look of fear.
At this time, the commotion in the distance came quickly, and the roar of the beast was in his ear.
"Hey, ... it's up to you."
An eerie laughter resounded, and Feng Hao and others saw several figures passing by.
"Damn, it's the Wuling tribe."
Feng Hao doubled a glance, and suddenly there was an outrage in his heart.
"Roar……"
However, in a few breaths, a strangely shaped tiger-shaped beast was engraved on his forehead, and rushed over with more than a dozen beasts of various shapes, and directly toward the 'Qingminggen mountain soil' 'The sheltered Qiong Linger waited for someone to kill him.
"India."
Feng Hao shifted the attack target, and the condensed fingerprints fell directly towards the tiger-shaped beast.
"Well, ..."
With the sound of a bang, the fingerprints of the sky exploded, and the ripples of energy sloshed. At the same time, the tiger-shaped beast was lifted out, and the blood exploded, but it did not look very traumatic. Seriously, only the four ferocious beasts that were just beside it, but the blasted bones were missing, and a pile of blood rain and broken flesh fell on the ground.
"Damn, it's another beast in the realm of Wuwang."
Seeing that this tiger-shaped beast had withstood the power of the heavenly fingerprints, Feng Hao's face changed again.
If it wasn't a sudden attack, just give him a few more minutes, and this handprint would shock the fierce beast in the realm of Wu Wang, but at this time, it was a shortfall.
"Witch spirit."
Feng Hao flashed a cold light in his eyes, but at this time it was too late to think about it and sang, "Quickly retreat."
At the same time, he kept pinching one by one ’s handprints and pressing them against the two beasts in the realm of Wuwang. Although they could not cause much trauma to them, because of the special coercion carried on the handprints and Qiong Ling The attack of Er and Wan Xin dragged their feet.
The realm of two kings of kings, plus more than a dozen beasts of three or four levels of martial arts, are not what they can deal with at this time, so retreat is the clearest choice. Yan Qing and others heard that they all entered the 'Qingming Under the shelter of Gen Shantu, he quickly retreated in the direction guided by Xuemo.
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