Chapter 1029: Yahara Shinto

Chapter 1029 Eight Wild Strikes
"Hmm ..."
A loud noise rang through the sky for thousands of miles and shocked more and more Xuantian Palace children's attention. They rushed to the distance and looked at the scene on Xiuwu Peak. Sluggish state
At this moment, the children of Xuantian Temple cannot describe their feelings in words, so they are very weird and say nothing.
"How could he be so strong ..."
Haotian's eyes were also rounded, with an incredible look in his eyes. The shock in his heart made his breathing a bit quicker.
Although he understands that Feng Hao is much stronger than himself, he does not think that Feng Hao can be Chen Hui's opponent.
The previous facts also proved his conjecture
The gap between the two is too big ...
But who would have expected Feng Hao to be able to make a strong breakthrough in the war and still prevail?
With his eyesight, he can see that Feng Hao's strength and Chen Hui's strength should be evenly matched, but the strange thing is that his defense is much higher than Chen Hui's.
At this time, with the texture of the armor on the body, he was not affected by the burst of energy. With the advantage of ultra-high defense, Chen Hui kept falling down and couldn't stand up.
"Xuanwu defense he has a defensive talent"
At this moment, it's not just the expression of seeing a ghost in all his eyes
How the strength of Xuanwu's defensive talent can be seen from its reputation. In the same level, almost no one can break its defense. I think the blue dragon who was the head of the five beasts was helpless.
Although Chen Hui is strong, she can't match Qinglong
"Chenhui wants to lose"
Everyone who saw this scene flashed a twitch in their minds.
Will the invincible Venerable Master of the young generation of Xuantian Palace be defeated?
At the same time, they also felt that the Yan family was indeed an unpredictable behemoth. Although the man was unknown, his strength was so arrogant enough to prove that the Yan family had cultivated a lot of Yan ink in addition to the facial ink on the surface. Like a wicked child
"Ugh……"
Glancing at the excited appearance of the three daughters of Qiong Linger, Xuantiangong Palace sighed
This happened to her unexpectedly.
The strength of Chen Hui is clear to her, and the man in front of him is able to prevail in a lower level, which is an illustration of his arrogance.
"Does the ancestor know his identity?"
The abrupt Master of the Xuantian Palace remembered the old ancestor's inexplicable mouth again. She slightly looked sideways and thoughtfully flashed into the eyes of a certain peak.
How powerful the old ancestor of Xuantian Palace cannot be described. As the owner of Xuantian Palace, she only knows the existence of this ancestor and has never seen her. If it was n’t for the previous generation ’s palace leader, she had seen her The ancestor she didn't know that Xuantian Palace had such an old ancestor.
After regaining her gaze, her expression slowly returned to calmness, and she seemed to accept all this.
...
"Boom ..."
With the sound of a thunderous sounding through the sky, a huge mushroom cloud visible to the naked eye whizzed among the crowd, and everyone saw Chen Hui flying from the inside out of the ground and falling back to the ground with a dozen steps. I set my footsteps, opened my mouth, and spit out a bit of blood. There was blood on the corner of my mouth.
"happy"
A war-fighting voice was heard in the mushroom cloud that had not disappeared
His armor is shining brightly, and the strong wind that can shatter a strong Emperor Qiqi Realm will not affect him in any way.
The clothes on his body have been extremely damaged, his muscles are strong and tight, such as if the gold is cast and deposited on him, giving an explosive visual impact
Behind him was a pair of huge wings of fire that trembled slightly and swelled with a scorching heat wave. His right arm was covered with crimson scales. The terrible and wild atmosphere spread makes him look as shocking as an ancient fierce god.
This image is forever engraved in the hearts of the children of Xuantian Palace
"I can't lose the impossible, I can't lose it"
Watching Feng Hao Chenhui coming out of the mushroom cloud at this time has lost her calm eyes, the flickering murmur in her mouth was full of impatience.
He is invincible. He is always among his peers. He has never lost to anyone in the same rank. It is like an invincible existence.
But at this time, he was suppressed by a person lower than himself, which made him acceptable.
Especially this person seems to be younger than himself
"No I won't lose"
In a panic, his eyes reunited and his face was so solemn and imposing that a vast atmosphere of force rolled out of him and spread in all directions
"Wahuang Wuji"
He opened his hands and squeezed out mysterious handprints to spit divine sounds. If the sky thundered, his body became clear and radiant. A dazzling divine light halo was heavy. He slowly rose like an ancient holy god. The atmosphere is deep and mighty
"Eight Wild Strikes"
His eyes were as clear as the pupils. With the pinch of his fingerprints, the halo around him turned him into his body. The cloth in the whole body appeared in the lines of the body and appeared to be a true armor. At this time, he was extremely mighty like a god. Like a man, God can be invincible in the hand armor
"Eight Wild God Fist"
After doing all this, he shouted and raised his bright fists, carrying a terrible momentum and flung towards Feng Hao.
"it is good"
He was mighty and windy, but there was no fear in his heart. He flashed a madness in his eyes. He raised the unicorn arm almost without hesitation and greeted him.
"Boom ..."
The two fists violently struck together, and the sea of ​​clouds in the distance shook like a thunderous sound.
On the contrary, the two people at the center of the energy burst did not seem to be affected at all. The gods were dazzling. They were like two war gods fighting in a battle.