Chapter 1542: 7 star pear flower needle crossing the robbery

Cheng Youtian is the descendant of the fourth elder of the Cheng family.
With such an outstanding descendant, it is no wonder that the fourth elders of the Cheng family are proud.
Cheng Youtian took a lot more solemnly this time, and his palm flicked in the void, turning into a ghost in the sky.
Cheng Youtian was proud of his heart: "What if the quality of Shenyuan is higher than Ben Shao, why bother with Ben Shao?"
There is only one real attack from this sky full of hand shadows, and Cheng Youtian believes that the opponent's mere Two Tribulations True God is bound to be impossible to see through.
Since the strength of the gods can't compare to the opponent, then directly avoid the opponent's attack and hit the opponent's body directly.
However, Cheng Youtian looked down upon Han Feng again.
Han Feng's spirit quality was indeed one level worse than Shenyuan, but it was still far superior to Cheng Youtian. In the eyes of everyone, this sky full of hand shadows can hardly tell which one is true and which one is false. Even the fourth elders of the Cheng family estimate that they can barely see the trajectory of some real attacks.
As for Han Feng, he was able to lock the hand shadows within ten digits. The real attack must be among these ten hand shadows.
"Jinxianxiantong, open!"
The fairy pupils on his forehead opened, and Cheng Youtian's attack was more clearly presented in Han Feng's sight and soul.
If Han Feng was only able to lock a few hand shadows before, then he can now lock the only real attack.
"drink!"
With a low sigh, Han Feng shook his whole body.
"Golden fairy body, condensate!"
The golden immortal body showed up, and Han Feng released a dazzling celestial brilliance all over his body, and his cultivation level surpassed the middle stage and peak of the true of the Second Tribulation, and was directly elevated to the high level of the true God of Second Tribulation.
This level of cultivation is no weaker than Cheng Youtian at this moment, on the contrary, it is even better!
With the increase of as much as the fourth rank of the gods, the power of Han Feng's palm is comparable to the high-level peak of the second-tribulation true god.
"How could it be!" Cheng Youtian was shocked, his attack was completely seen through.
The powerful force erupted, and Cheng Youtian was directly blown out, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
"I do not believe!"
Cheng Youtian looked grim and waved out the shadow of his palms again. This time, Cheng Youtian was knocked into the air again.
At this time, no matter how unbelievable Cheng Youtian was, he had to admit that his attack was really seen through.
The other children of the Cheng family were also shocked.
The fourth elder of the Cheng family's face sank fiercely, and his gloomy eyes kept flickering.
"Is that the strange pupil?"
"It's no wonder that the cultivation of the True God of the Second Tribulation can become the first-level guest of the Mao family. There are some tricks."
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"Well, good, there really is a trick, this is youmine."
"Since you can see through Ben Shao's attack, Ben Shao will use absolute power to directly kill you!"
"The Fury of the Devil Snake!"
The Wrath of the Demon Snake is a low-grade magical skill that Cheng Youtian has just realized. It is in the upper-grade among the low-grade magical skills. Generally speaking, only the True God of Three Tribulations is qualified to master this magical skill.
Cheng Youtian comprehended these magical skills in the realm of the Second Tribulation True God, and the name of the genius of God Mengcheng was well deserved.
However, the superior power of the lower-grade divine skills is too strong after all. With Cheng Youtian’s high-level cultivation base of the True God of the Two Tribulations at this moment, he cannot fully grasp it. This time he casts the Fury of the Demon Snake, Cheng Youtian himself is in danger of being backlashed. .
The sky seemed to dim at this moment. In Han Feng's senses, he was no longer facing Cheng Youtian, but a thousand-zhang demon snake.
The devil snake opened its fangs, as if swallowing a mouse, swallowing to Han Feng suddenly.
"Shen Yan Zhanquan!"
Han Feng smashed a punch, and the powerful flame energy directly blasted into the mouth of the demon snake, the demon snake screamed again and again, and the entire huge body was swallowed by the flame visible to the naked eye.
The demon snake disappeared, as if the demon snake that appeared before was just an illusion. In contrast, Cheng Youtian, who was severely injured by the Shenyan Zhan Fist, was completely swallowed by the flames.
Han Feng's counterattack was too quick, and the fourth elder of the Cheng family hadn't reacted at all.
"Tianer!" Seeing Cheng Youtian was swallowed, the fourth elder of the Cheng family was furious. With a wave of his sleeves, the mighty power directly blows away the flames that swallowed Cheng Youtian.
This is so, Cheng Youtian is already wilted, and his divine body is extensively burned.
This is not an ordinary flame, but the Zijixuanhuo. Such a burn is not difficult to recover for decades.
"The kid is looking for death!"
The fourth elder of the Cheng family attacked with anger, with great power in every move.
"Shen Yan war body, condensed!"
"The purple fire, fusion!"
Han Feng did not dare to be careless and raised his cultivation to the limit.
"True flames dance!"
The sleeves of the fourth elder of the Cheng family waved in the sky, and in an instant, countless flames in the sky danced like snakes.
These flame snakes completely blocked Han Feng's escape route, and there was no other way but to resist.
"Boy, hurt Tian'er, go to hell!" The fourth elder of the Cheng family didn't think that Han Feng could contend with him. He was a high-level third-order true god, much better than the second-tribulation true god.
The flame snakes rushed towards Han Feng, and Han Feng was surrounded by purple flames and fairy lights.
"Shen Yan Zhanquan!"
"Jinxian stepping into the sky!"
"Golden Immortal Wanlong Palm!"
Han Feng's Jue Xue kept showing, and the fourth elder of the Cheng family couldn't do anything for a while.
"This kid..." At this moment, the fourth elder of the Cheng family finally understood that the other party could become a first-level guest clerk just by being the True God of the Second Tribulation.
The fourth elder of the Cheng family sneered: "Even if you have a combat power comparable to a first-class guest officer, your realm is too low after all. I want to see, how long can you maintain such a terrifying promotion?"
In the God Realm, who doesn't know that the more terrifying the increase in strength, the stronger the divine body or bloodline, but in the same way, the energy required to display such a divine body and bloodline is extremely terrifying.
Such a divine body and bloodline are destined to not last long.
Boom boom boom!
The attacks of the Flame Snake and Han Feng kept colliding ~EbookFREE.me~ Han Feng became more and more courageous, and he did not have the exhaustion expected by the fourth elders of the Cheng family.
On the contrary, the fourth elder of the Cheng family felt something was wrong, and his attack seemed to be getting weaker and weaker.
Zijixuanhuo can swallow the gods of the place for his own use.
If it weren't for the fourth elder of the Cheng family's own spiritual essence that had reached the extremely high level of the third rank, if it hadn't been for the fourth elder of the Cheng family's own cultivation base had reached the advanced level of the Three Tribulations True God, far surpassing the realm of Han Feng himself, Han Feng might have already turned defeat into victory.
"This kid is not right, let this go on..." Realizing that it was wrong, the fourth elder of the Cheng family immediately prepared to change the way of fighting.
The previous Zhenyan Luanwu was not the strongest faculty of the fourth elders of the Cheng family, but it was the most torturing of all the fourth elders of the Cheng family.
Enemies trapped by Zhenyan Flurry will be slowly burned to death by the flame snake. This process is enough to make life worse than death.
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