Chapter 178: a sword invincible

Chapter 178 is a sword invincible
"Ah... how can your strength be so big?"
At the moment when the two fists collided together, He Shengzhe exclaimed, and his body flew out six or seven meters, and he slammed on the ground.
Wow!
He Shengzhe struggled to stand up, blood spurted out of his mouth, his eyes were resentful and unbelievable, and Xu Feng was dying.
He did not expect that Xu Feng was only the cultivation of the Five-Princess King. The power that broke out far exceeded the weapons of the second-class Lingzong, especially the control of power. His sea of ​​sea was broken, but people did not die.
"I am not mistaken."
"Xu Feng beat He Shengzhe with a fist and abolished the arrogance of He Shengzhe."
"You really haven't read it wrong. It's no wonder that there are rumors that this guy's talent is terrible, it seems so."
Both Zeng Jun and Fan Yuxiang showed shock and helplessness on both faces.
Similarly, he was a disciple of Xizhuang. In less than a month, Xu Feng has grown to this point.
Lin Shuxiang’s eyes flashed a surprise.
Xu Feng’s talents for cultivators are so horrible, and the martial arts talent is also shocking.
She can see that the retreats of these days have been improved, and Xu Feng’s strength has improved a lot.
"This guy is a monster." Oriental Lingyue stood there, licking his mouth, and some were inconsistent.
She used to think that she was the best genius. However, after she met Xu Feng, she found that Xu Feng’s talent was also terrifying.
"There is no challenge at all." Xu Feng turned and looked down on Pan Qingchuan's body. He smiled and said: "Is it yours? You don't call you a pig today, I am with your surname."
"Xu Shixiong, teach him well and give us the Xizhuang disciple."
"Yeah, this guy is very arrogant, and Xu must be abolished."
"Xu brother, we all are quite you."
"Xu brother, if you can abolish him, I will sleep with you tonight."
Many of Xizhuang’s disciples were not Yemen’s disciples, and they all began to stir up their feelings.
Those who can worship the Three Rings are not waste.
The front was oppressed by Dongzhuang, and no one took the lead in rebelling. They could do nothing. Seeing that Xu Feng was so strong, it was naturally going to break out.
"Good arrogant boy, do you really think that you defeated He Shengzhe, are you my opponent?" Pan Qingchuan's eyes deep, but also a hint of dignity.
He is very clear that even if he goes all out, he may not be able to abolish He Shengzhe.
Xu Feng stood there, looking calm, shaking his head and said: "Don't say so much nonsense, after three punches, you will become a waste."
"You are so anxious to die, I will fulfill you." Pan Qingchuan finished, the body of the half-step Lingzong burst out, the majestic spirituality rolled.
Oh...
Pan Qingchuan's spiritual power rushed toward his feet. The whole person became a virtual shadow on the top of the ring, making a mocking laughter. "I want to see, how do you beat me within three punches?"
"Pan Qingchuan is a treacherous person. He clearly knows that the three punches Xu Feng said are definitely exaggerated." Bao Jin stood in the crowd and his eyes sank.
Pan Qingchuan's revision is much higher than Xu Feng, and the speed is definitely above Xu Feng.
Everyone can see that Xu Feng’s greatest advantage is that he has a strong power.
Today, Pan Qingchuan uses speed to avoid a strong confrontation with Xu Feng, which means that he does not give Xu Feng any chance.
"Would you like speed with me?" The spirits flowed, his body glittered, and Xu Feng’s mouth sneered.
call out!
Everyone saw Xu Feng's foot movements, but only a few breaths of time, it turned into a few virtual shadows, so that everyone can only see a trace of the residual.
"The first fist, the fist shadow is invincible." Xu Feng burst into a bang, the double fist above, like the same sound of the dragon, shocked countless people with eardrums.
Hey!
Haven't waited for Pan Qingchuan to avoid it, and the fist hits him in front of him.
He wanted to resist, but found that the fist was so dexterous, missed his block, and fell on his shoulder with a punch.
Hey!
A crisp sound, his shoulders were crushed by a fist, and the severe pain caused Pan Qingchuan to quit, and the speed of his body slowed down.
Everyone looked at this scene, and they all sucked in the cold air. There was only one thought in their minds. Is this Xu Feng really only a five-pronged king repair?
"I can't think of the Wushuling Wang's warrior, but it can also explode so fast."
"The strength of Xu Feng is really strong. I can't think of Xizhuang being able to recruit such a genius."
"His strength is comparable to that of a disciple who has been cultivated by Ling Pin, and he will give him a period of time to grow up and have a promising future."
The look of everyone in Dongzhuang has become gloomy.
They watched Dongzhuang provoke Xizhuang this time and win the same strength as usual.
I didn't expect to be at the last minute, killing a freshman who was just getting started for less than a month. It seems to be a bit of a madness.
"Don't be so pessimistic, Pan Shixiong was just a moment of care. His killer is not speed." Dongzhuang had a disciple.
Other Dongzhuang disciples heard this sentence and agreed.
"Pan Shi's brother's spiritual skills are the best in spirit, and the dead wood is six-style, and cultivation is in the realm of Dacheng."
"As long as the spirit is displayed, Xu Feng will die."
"A freshman who is just getting started, and wants to compete with Pan’s brother, it’s really a stone.

Pan Qingchuan stared at the opposite Xu Feng, feeling the pain from his shoulder, cold and cold: "It seems that I still stunned you, but then, I will not give you any chance, you will die. Very miserable."
Whirring whirring……
After that, a sad wind began to flow around Pan Qingchuan's body.
At the same time stepping out, Pan Qingchuan's hands are like two pieces of yellow leaves, turning over to Xu Feng, but it contains the smell of dead wood.
The power of the four artistic conceptions also spread from his body, all condensed on his two arms, the wind whistling, tearing toward Xu Feng.
"It’s too naive to kill me like this." Staring at Pan Qingchuan’s attack, Xu Feng’s eyes are disdainful. It seems that this spiritual skill contains martial arts.
In fact, Pan Qingchuan only realized a bit of fur.
If the other party can cultivate this spiritual skill to the point of perfection and comprehend some dead wood, he may still have some fear.
"Shocking the mountains and rivers!"
The sound of the dragon slammed into the sky, and the violent waves of waves followed the waves, and the madness swept up.
Around Xu Feng's body, countless fists permeate.
"The horrible momentum, I can't think of this guy to cultivate the level-level spiritual skills into the realm." Some people with a bit of eyesight felt extremely shocked.
It is difficult to go to heaven in a land-level spiritual skill that wants to cultivate into a realm.
However, Xu Feng is only 17 or 18 years old, and he has achieved such an achievement. Many people have to feel shocked inside.
Oh...
Pan Qingchuan's hands, two yellow leaves, met countless fists, snoring, cracks in the middle of the leaves began to emerge.
He blinked his eyes and took a shot. He wanted to attack Xu Feng now.
Spirituality shot from both hands.
Hey!
Xu Feng was fearless, and he punched out with a fist. The two yellow leaves were completely shattered and turned into spiritual waves, spreading out in all directions.
The fist crashed on Pan Qingchuan's body. Pan Qingchuan only felt the power of the majestic to attack his body. He made a roar and said: "You dare to waste my air, ASEAN will not let you go... Ah!

His threat did not play any role for Xu Feng. He only made a scream, and he felt his own sea explosion and confusion.
At the same time that a blood spurted out, he wanted to avoid Xu Feng's palm.
I know that Xu Feng had already noticed the same, and a slap on the cheek of Pan Qingchuan, the five fingerprints were printed on it.
Oh...
Xu Feng’s right hand, a slap and a slap, fell on Pan Qingchuan’s face.
Pan Qingchuan, who was originally abandoned in the sea, felt his head dizzy, his mouth full of broken teeth, and blood flowing from his mouth and disobedient.
"Don't you really want to be beaten?" Xu Feng grabbed Pan Qingchuan's collar. When this sentence came out, many people almost did not vomit blood.
Who can think of a teenager who is a five-pronged king who can abuse Pan Qingchuan.
That is the genius of the half-step Lingzong.
"How, do you think it is very comfortable to be beaten?" Xu Feng raised his hand, and when he slaps toward Pan Qingchuan, a cold voice sounds.
I saw a young man in white in the Dongzhuang crowd, with a sword wrapped around his waist, and his eyes were sharp, so that no reason came to his heart to tremble.
"I have to spare people and spare people. If I am yours, I will let him go." When the youth boarded the ring, many disciples in Xizhuang made a shocking voice.
"One sword is invincible!"
"I don't think Dongzhuang actually sent Wan Liang to suppress the situation."
"It is said that Wan Liang's swordsmanship is very fast. No one has ever seen him out of the second sword."
"why?"
"Because people who saw him out of the second sword have become dead."
Countless people stared at the white youth, their eyes were shocked and surprised.
One sword is invincible Wanliang, and the disciple outside Dongzhuang ranks third. It is said that his strength and talent are only a little worse than Ye Liangchen, and his swordsmanship talent is ranked first in the entire Sanjiezhuang.
Pan Qingchuan saw Wan Liang boarding the ring, just like holding a straw, angry and screaming, said: "Wan brother, he abolished my anger, you have to kill me!"
Wan Liang looked at Pan Qingchuan, nodded, with a commanding tone, "Let him go, maybe I can make you not die."
"What do you think, do you really think that you are invincible?" Looking at Wan Liang's appearance, Xu Feng almost didn't have a big brother. His two disciples, a sword and a cold Hanzhou, did not have this kind of goods. Forced, "How far is it to roll, it makes me unhappy, you are a dead person."
Snapped!
When Wan Liang was angry, Xu Feng’s palms fell on Pan Qingchuan’s cheek.
(End of this chapter)