Chapter 1776: The death of Liu Biao

Chapter 1776, Death of Liu Biao
"Damn, this area of ​​killing that Xu Feng condenses is really a great field of killing. It is a metamorphosis."
At the moment, Liu Biao’s innermost heart was also shocked. His eyes were full of anger. He did not expect Xu Feng’s talent to be so strong.
Next to it, Tie Xiong and Jian Feng fought, and Jianfeng’s Ziwei sword method was indeed very strong, but Tie Xiong’s Tian Lei Xuan Dian seemed to be even better.
However, it is impossible for Tie Xiong to defeat Jianfeng in a short time.
What's more, there is still mystery in the side.
The only thing that is dangerous is Yao Kyushu. He fights with Nangong Zonghan. The other side is in the space field, and he is very surprised.
The swordsmanship of Yao Kyushu is of course powerful. The field of his sword, which blends his sword heart, seems to be very powerful, but it is still a lot worse than the space field.
"It seems that I want to kill Liu Biao as soon as possible so that I can help other people." Xu Feng's heart has made up his mind.
That is the battle with Liu Biao, which is about to be a quick fix.
On Liu Bian's body, a circle of ice condenses.
Above this battle platform, there are almost nine people in the field at the moment, all of which are constantly colliding. The void is full of cracks and hurricanes.
The people who watched were holding their breath at the moment, and they didn't even talk too much.
Just because this kind of battle is really wonderful.
They also rarely see such a real confrontation.
As for those outside the ancient battlefield, at the moment they all have their own minds, and they all secretly speculate, in the end who can get the inheritance of the killing spirit.
When the rain appeared in the side of Dongfang Lingyue, she was the first time she saw the tension of Dongfang Lingyue. She saw her hands pinched tightly and her nails became blood red.
"Giggle... When you were nervous, is that your sweetheart?" The sound of the rain is very good, like Huang Yuming.
On the face of Oriental Lingyue, she was shy and ruddy. She looked at the rain and said stubbornly: "I am not nervous."
"I tell you the truth, his talent is not worse than me, I believe that those people are not his opponents."
Oriental Lingyue seems to be very strong on her face, but her heart is worried.
She is very clear that those who fight with Xu Feng have a huge heritage and huge resources.
However, Xu Feng is just a person fighting.
"The more you explain, the more guilty you are." Yu Ruoyu said to Oriental Lingyue: "Your character does not like to explain. If you are not nervous, I am afraid that you are not thinking about explaining, but how to marry me. ?"
"you……"
Oriental Lingyue took a look at the rain, could not think of this alchemy nerd, but also very familiar with his character.
She suddenly said in a helpless tone: "I am worried about his feelings, you will not understand this life. Because you have not liked people, have not loved one person."
"Oh!"
There was a faint loss on the face of the rain.
......
"Xu Feng, I will ask you, you are a countryman from the corner of the corner, what qualification do you have to fight with my watch?"
Oh...
The hail field on Liu Biao broke out, and his hands were inexhaustible ice, and they spread out toward Xu Feng.
"Liu Table, we all have fields, don't play these useless routines?" Xu Feng said, the killing field on his body, instantly shocked out.
Suddenly, all the ice was crushed.
"Oh, you it."
Liu watched with a roar. When the body moved, the spiritual power of the body was like running water. His hands suddenly turned into the shape of a huge ice sculpture.
The ice sculpture seemed to be alive and rushing toward Xu Feng.
"People kill."
Without any hesitation, under the blessing of the first-day killing field, Xu Feng exhibited the first form of killing fists.
Suddenly, the blood-red fist contained all the momentum of destroying the earth and destroying the earth. The violent and incomparable meaning of killing seemed to completely cover the sky.
The red fist is colliding with the ice sculpture.
The two bodies did not retreat, but instead they made their own attacks, tearing away toward each other's body.
Oh...
As Liu said, he is not Liu Hyunde, his strength, his spiritual skills, his field is more strengthened than Liu Hyunde.
There have been more than a dozen moves in the battle, and neither of them seems to have any wins or losses.
However, the hegemony of Xu Feng’s body of the Emperor is also undoubted at this time.
There is no fluctuation in the spiritual power of him, but it becomes more intense, and the body's breath is extremely stable, without any signs of disorder.
"Xu Feng, then I will let you see and see, my inheritance and spiritual skills, Cang Yu Frostbolt." Liu Biao screamed for a moment.
I saw that his hands were condensed into the shape of a bow, and his hands suddenly pulled.
The sound of the ripples suddenly floated out. The spiritual power of his body was like the raging river, and the flowing water flowed over the bow and arrow.
Oh!
Liu Biao’s face, with a cold and murderous intention, said: "Xu Feng, how do you resist my Cang Yu Frostbolt?"
The voice just fell, and above the arrow, the ice was constantly wrapped in all directions, and the void was directly frozen.
Almost all of the whereabouts of the Frostbolt were frozen, and the icy ice continued to float, smashing through the hole in the heart of Xu Feng.
"The ground killing."
Among the eyes of Xu Feng, the impetuousness is filled with strong momentum. He suddenly displayed it, which is the second form of killing boxing.
He even punched the cold arrow into the collision, with the ice arrow and Xu Feng's fist, touched together for an instant.
The wind blew from all directions.
Xu Feng's eyes deep, suddenly condensed a trace of boxing.
"Ha ha ha... Liu Biao, I really want to thank you, I can't think of you suddenly let me suddenly realize that I haven't practiced the boxing method for so long."
"Today, you will be the first person to die under this boxing method."
"God kill!"
That's right, it's the third way to kill a fist.
Xu Feng did not expect that in the moment he showed his killing style, the charm above the ice arrow made him suddenly feel.
The so-called third-style "killing" of killing fists is not exactly like this cold arrow, from the attack of the void?
"Booming!"
Xu Feng’s blood-red killing field was thoroughly diffused, and his eyes were all killing.
"Is this kid getting an epiphany?"
Those who are strong spirits are stunned.
Under such a battle situation, you can still be enlightened.
"A terrible punch."
Hey!
The fist fell down like a piece of the sky, and it became Xu Feng’s fist.
Liu Biao’s eyes narrowed and the punch was too strong.
(End of this chapter)