Chapter 961: The moth puts out the fire!

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"Kill you? It's too easy! Take me a palm, thousands of mountains and rivers!"
The Ping Zhan Tiger's expression was abrupt, and in the explosion, his palms split into the sky, and the palm of the road was like a volcanic eruption. Momentum!
Wan Dong's heart sank suddenly, and there was a trace of horror in his eyes. + This palm is as heavy as a mountain, as if it can crush people alive, and as fierce as a rolling flood, it is unstoppable. Taoist learning is really not what ordinary people can imagine!
Along with the thunderous drinking in the tiger's mouth during the war, thousands of palms poured down towards Wandong Qi like mountains and water.
The sky seems to have cracked, the earth has sunk, and even the surrounding space has collapsed indefinitely. The whole world, there is no place even an inch safe, strong killing, rolling like waves, squeezed from all directions to Wandong, the only smell of death in the air!
"This is ..." Li Weiqian, who was already hundreds of feet away at this time, Lin Feng and Xin Wuhen stopped at the same time, his eyes looked back with infinite shock, faintly, the world there had changed color .
Hundreds of feet away, Lin Feng could feel the pressure of death, and he was rushing towards him. It felt like there were thousands of invisible needles and thorns piercing the skin. Lin Feng's hair almost stood upright.
"This terrible offensive, how could Yao Ting take it? No, I have to go back to rescue him!" Lin Feng roared anxiously.
Li Weiqian hurriedly blocked him and said anxiously, "Feng, don't be impulsive. The warrior tiger is too strong. Even if you go back, you can't save Yaoting. What's more, when you rush back, maybe Yao He has already ... "
Later, Li Weiqian couldn't bear to say, but stopped abruptly.
"No! No! My brother Lin Feng is not so easy to die!" Lin Feng shook his head like a rattle and said repeatedly.
Li Weiqian was also reluctant to accept the result of Wan Dong ’s death, but in any case he could not let Lin Feng go back to die, and said: "No matter whether Yao Ting is dead or alive, we ca n’t let him down! We must save the soul, Isn't it? "
"but……"
"Let's go!" Before Lin Feng could speak, Li Weiqian gritted his teeth and swept forward.
Looking back hundreds of feet away, the turbulent air waves, Lin Feng murmured in his heart, "Brother, you must live!"
"Go to death!" The warfare tiger controlled the mountain's raging palms and roared to Wandong.
At this time, Wan Dong's heart was also quiet to the extreme. Zhen Fengbu has gone through the fierce blood crane, golden wing demon wolf tempering, now it is time to fight a strong man like the Ping Zhan Hu!
Without any fear, Wan Dong Yang Tian uttered a long roar, the purple gold soldiers in his hand suddenly swayed, a purple Yingying, dozens of giant swords, roared toward the palm of the tiger.
A loud bang like a spring thunder resounded through the earth, and dozens of feet of sword energy only made the palm of the Ping Zhan tiger pause, and then it was declared to collapse. But anyway, with just this one, the qi in Wandong's body suddenly became the Tao River, and the true wind stepped out like a cloud.
In the eyes of the Tiger of War of Peace, it was just a trance, and Wan Dong's body seemed to be bound by countless invisible ropes, as if he suddenly broke through the prohibition, becoming unprecedentedly free and flexible, ethereal figure, swinging like Weeping willows in the wind, sometimes violently like the wind, sometimes Xu Rulin, all kinds of changes, unimaginable.
The thousands of mountains and water palms of the War Tigers kept bursting, and the whole earth was blasted with holes, but even Wan Dong's clothing corner was not able to come. The gang wind that was lifted when the palm burst, even completed Wandong, let Wandong's true pace, move faster and more flexible!
Fall, fall, fall! Ping Zhanhu's palm strength seems to be cursed, always missed with Wan Dong, and each time it is only a little bit worse, a little bit, until the desire to torture the Pingzhan Tiger is spitting blood.
Although the final result was unsurprising, Wan Dong was really shocked with a cold sweat. It took a while before the clothes were almost soaked in sweat.
There is a natural oppression in the realm between the strong and the weak. It is like a rabbit facing a lion. Because of fear, its muscles are stiff, and it ca n’t even move. It ’s just a kind of heavenly way to let the other party slaughter. law.
Contrasting one's own self-cultivation to a higher level than a peaceful warrior tiger, Wan Dong's feeling of being naturally suppressed is extremely strong. So that his true pace, under this heavy pressure, became far less smooth than when he faced the fiery blood crane and the golden-winged demon wolf, obviously much more awkward. Although in the end, Wan Dong still avoided the strength of the Pingzhan Tiger, but in fact, it was a dangerous phenomenon, and life and death were only a moment.
But this is not all bad for Wandong. Under the pressure, although the true wind step is difficult, but it can also make great progress, and the insights brought to Wandong are not comparable to what they can usually do.
Especially when the tigers danced with their palms together, and when the monstrous palm wind was lifted, Wan Dong's understanding of the true meaning of the wind and the law of the wind was constantly improving. The palm wind is also the wind, but it is different from the natural wind. It seems to follow another law of wind. This will definitely be a very useful supplement and expansion to the true meaning of the wind understood by Wan Dong.
Actual combat is always a shortcut for the monks to become stronger, and it is even more so in the battle against the strong who far exceeds themselves!
"Damn it!" I thought I could kill Wan Dong in a flash, but the result was no return, which undoubtedly annoyed the Tigers.
But what annoys him is still behind, Wan Dong not only successfully defended the attack of the Tigers, but also actively launched a counterattack. This is incredible for the Tigers.
According to the common sense, the middle level of Xuan marks is facing the middle level of the earth wheel, not to mention the power to fight back, and there is not even a chance to fight back. Wandong launched a counterattack. .
Stepping on the true wind step at the foot, the purple gold soldier in his hand, the sword light rippling, condensing into a line in the air, went straight to the throat of the war of the war.
"Do not control yourself!"
The flat-headed tiger's face was cold, and his body suddenly had a heavy meal. An extremely strong body-protecting gas gang suddenly burst out of the flat-footed tiger's body.
Wan Dong's real sword is like a sudden stabbing on a wall made of impenetrable steel, and he suddenly stopped. At the same time, the extremely powerful rebounding force suddenly struck and let Wan Dong heart. Crazy, between the five internal organs trembling, a mouth rushed out against the blood.
"Boy, do you really think you are a god?" Ping Zhanhu sneered, and the palm of the head slammed toward Wandong like electricity.
Wan Dong was shocked in his heart and hurriedly raised the Zijin Divine Soldier in his hand to stop it. Unexpectedly, the Zijin Divine Soldier was under the palm of the War of Peace and could not stand it, and he suddenly broke into two pieces. Then Wan Dong flew out like a baseball that was being flown out.
"Unfortunately, the Zijin sword is like waste in your hands, it is a waste!"
Wandong struggled to stand up, his face still calm and quiet, and his sarcasm against the war of the war was even deaf.
This scenario is also his expectation. True wind pace is indeed enough to help him attack the Pingzhan Tiger, but the Pingzhan Tiger's cultivation base is much higher than his. With his cultivation practice, it is not enough to break through the Pingzhan Tiger's body protection, which is like It's hitting the boss, but it can't break the opponent's defense!
As for the broken Zijin Divine Soldier, Wan Dong has no regrets, his wrist trembles, and there is another handle in his hand.
"You ... in the Ascension Continent, is this Zijin sword already so common?" Seeing Wan Dong took out another Zijin Shenbing, a trace of amazement flew across the tiger's face.
Wan Dong was too lazy to talk nonsense to him, his eyes narrowed, and he stepped on the true wind again, and attacked the Ping Zhan Tiger like a ghost.
Ping Zhan Hu wanted to shoot Wan Dong to death with a palm, but Wan Dong's true stride is really not a general mystery. Even with his current practice of the middle class of the earth wheel, he could not see it. However, Wan Dong couldn't break his defense at all, but he was not worried.
"Boy, don't you suffer enough?"
I don't care about the peace of the tiger, just stand there, no matter where your sword is stabbed from, I will always break my body and protect it.
boom! Snapped!
Wan Dong flew out again, and Zijin Divine Soldier broke again.
Seeing Wan Dong spurting blood, the Ping Zhan Tiger laughed loudly and said, "Stinky boy, believe it or not, I'll use the body-protecting qi gang, and shock you alive?"
"You don't need to be complacent, I will definitely break your body protection!" Wan Dong's complexion grew deeper, his eyes gleaming coldly.
"Hahaha ... I really don't know, should I praise you for being brave, or should I scold you for being stupid! Do you want to break my body and protect my body? Okay, break it for me!"
The Ping Zhan Tiger laughed loudly, and his expression was full of disdain and arrogance. In his mind, Wan Dong was just like an ant who wanted to kill an elephant.
Wan Dong's mind is as strong as steel, and the purple swordmand is rising again, like an awl, struggling to pierce the bodyguard of the Ping Zhan Tiger.
"Go back!" The war of the Ping Zhan Tiger was suddenly released, and Wan Dong's figure was scrapped and removed again. This time it seemed to deter Wan Dong. The Ping Zhan Tiger released his qi and wrapped up Wan Dong. Zijin Shenbing, stunned it into debris.
Ping Zhan Hu wanted to deter Wandong, apparently miscalculating. Wan Dong's figure even just stood firm, and the fourth attack urged him again.
Seeing Wandong fly out again, Ping Zhanhu's heart was somewhat impatient. I didn't want to be entangled with Wandong for so long, but Wandong's true pace was unpredictable, beyond his imagination. Wanting to take the initiative to attack and kill Wandong is far more difficult than he imagined, and it is hard to guarantee that Wandong will not slip away halfway.
Pingzhan Tiger wants to kill Wandong. There is really no other better way than using the body protection qigang to shock him alive.
It's just that Wandong will carry out this ‘moth to the fire’ in general, and in his eyes, is it extremely stupid to play through? The War Tigers are a bit worried ...
The author's off-topic: Today there is wood, everyone don't wait ...-- by: dad856
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