Chapter 1238: Invincible under the high-level spirit

Chapter 1238 Invincible under the high-level spirit
Oh...
As the figure of the young man fell to the ground, the scene became silent.
Only the sound that the wind blows from the ear.
A few punches will kill the existence of the six spirits, is this really a spiritual honor?
Some people who just followed the cloud crown, if they say that they still have some regrets about Xia Houen, now they are completely admired.
Xia Houen was able to tie the other side, which is simply an incredible thing.
Their inner contempt for Xu Feng has completely disappeared.
The face of the crown in the cloud has also become ugly. He had already thought that this youth would be very abnormal, but he did not expect metamorphosis to such a point.
Xu Feng smiled and looked at the crown in the cloud. He slowly said: "Since you bring so many people, I am afraid that you want them to deal with me together?"
"Now don't talk nonsense, you let them take it together. But my ugly words can be said to be ahead. Once I shot, I really want to kill this time."
"Because, I was detained for three days, and my heart is really uncomfortable. I am a person, always in a bad mood, I want to kill."
His words rang, and some of the old men who stood by the crown in the clouds suddenly showed some retreats on their faces, and looked at Xu Feng’s eyes with some fear.
They were indeed invited by the Cloud Crown, but they promised to come to the top of the cloud, but they did not agree to the shot in the cloud and the other side desperately.
Just kidding, so easy to kill the six spirits.
They don't think their strength is stronger than Xiahou En.
"You, don't be scared by this kid, Xiahou En is the first murderer of the big summer. He had played with this kid before and could be tied. If you take it together, you will be able to kill this." When this sentence came out, a few old people next to it settled down a little.
"The crown in the cloud, this is the remedy you gave me, the old man does not participate in your business, leave." A six-person spirit of the old man, he directly took out a medicinal bottle.
Directly thrown to the crown of the cloud, his whole body flowed spiritually and fled away in the distance.
In the cloud, Guan looked at the medicinal bottle in his hand. His old face became smashed, and the medicinal bottle was directly smashed with him.
"Hey, take the old man's things, I want to leave like this." The voice of the crown in the cloud is very dull, but it makes the people around me feel creepy.
"Xia Houen, ready to shoot, as long as you kill this child, I promise you something, I will do it." Yun Zhongguan said to Xia Houen around him.
Xia Houen's powerful killing of the heart and the spread of the heart, the triple-killing of the heart of the momentum, so that many people feel that the blood is solidifying, have to withdraw.
Another old man, also came out, they are all six spirits respected.
Together with Xia Houen, the six six-person spirits of the warriors, shot to deal with the existence of a product of spiritual respect, if this spread, the entire summer will shake.
"Since you want to die, then hurry up, don't delay the time." Xu Feng's words rang, and his body showed a powerful momentum.
The momentum of the body of the Spiritual Supreme broke out. His eyes were filled with fierce light, and a heavy peak of his body was revealed.
The most important thing is that with the culmination of his culmination, there is still a heavy gravity, and the whole void seems to be falling.
"Kid, the last time I was alone against you, this time you will die." Xia Houen's eyes showed fierce light, and the three killings of his body spread. ,
"Don't keep your hands, otherwise it will be us." Xia Houen had to remind other people before he shot.
"The three shadows of blood."
Xia Houen came up to show the three shadows of the bleeding, the horrible killing atmosphere, the world of horror, the wave of terror followed by a wave of proliferation.
The other few people also shot in a row, each of them was dignified, and the momentum and heart of the body showed the ultimate, and did not dare to have any reservations.
"Come on, let you know the true strength of this less today." Xu Feng's body suddenly moved, like a virtual shadow floating.
The tyrants of the tyrants were displayed, and Xu Feng’s double fists were constantly criss-crossed, and the whole void was shaking, and endless waves of air spread in the sky.
A golden fist, accompanied by horrible waves.
Six people shot at the same time, killing Xu Feng, but his tyrants thirteen styles, the power of the moment is fully exposed.
Among the six people, he is very comfortable and looks very calm.
Murong Xun and others are all eyes wide open, staring at Xu Feng's figure one by one, are all stunned, is this really a good spirit?
Immediately, his eyes were worried and his heart said: "No, if this kid really kills these people, isn't it necessary to pursue the responsibility of my Murong family?"
Thinking of this, his old face suddenly became a little dignified.
Hey!
With Xu Feng's fist falling, one of the six old spirits of the old man, a blood spurt out, the whole person was heavily flew out.
It is really the strength and fist of Xu Feng, really horrible.
"Kowloon God Boxing."
Xu Feng exhibited Jiulong Shenquan, and suddenly the golden dragon shadow was filled in the sky, the earth was shaking slightly, and the void was shaking.
Oh...
Two consecutive fists smashed out, causing two of them to fly back again. Both of them had painful colors on their faces.
Xu Feng’s eyes suddenly fell on Xiahou’en, not far away, with a faint smile on his face.
Looking at Xu Feng's smile, Xia Houen's heart produced a strong and unpredictable feeling.
"It must be a fantasy."
In Xu Feng’s eyes, the soul power spread directly, and suddenly a very mysterious atmosphere was born.
Most importantly, this light went directly to Xiahouen.
Xia Houen was caught off guard, and his eyes suddenly became confused.
The following view of the cloud in the crown of the face, he directly yelled at Xia Houen: "Xia Houen, this is the secret of the soul, and quickly wake up to the old man!"
However, his voice is still a little slow.
When his voice arrived, Xu Feng’s last style of Jiulong Shenquan was equivalent to the one-hundred-year-old Wanlong, which was a half-step inheritance, and was directly displayed.
"Do not……"
Xia Houen made a screaming scream and tried to stop Xu Feng’s punch.
However, this boxing gathered the power of the body of the spirit, and it was accompanied by the power of Xu Feng Jiu Ji Quan.
Rumble!
As the fist suddenly slammed into Xiahou's chest, his whole body squeaked like a broken kite, slamming on the ground.
(End of this chapter)