Chapter 292: Mad war Zhao Yannian

Chapter 292 mad war Zhao Yannian
"I am not in the invincible world for the time being, but it is not difficult to kill your waste." Xu Feng’s mouth showed a mocking smile.
These disciples of Wan Nianzong are really more than a madman. He just killed Yang Jian very easily.
If the guy opposite is a bit of IQ, what I am thinking about now is not Xu Feng, but how to escape, even Xu Feng does not understand why there are so many brains.
"Hahaha, do you know that this is the best laughter I have ever heard in my life." Zhao Yannian’s face showed a cold killing, cold and cold: "Just rely on your cultivation of Lingzong, also Want to kill me, don't you think you are squinting and talking?"
Zhao Yannian does not think that Xu Feng can kill Yang Jian and he can kill him.
You must know that he is a nine-character spiritual cultivator. In the inner disciple of Wannian, he is also the top one in the ranking. In particular, he cultivates a heavenly spirit, and it is a cold fist.
This heavenly class is a spiritual skill. He has cultivated into the realm of Dacheng, showing the power, even if it is a half-step spirit, it is only a death.
He even condensed two cold and cold moods. When he displayed this boxing method, it was surrounded by ice within a few meters. He did not believe that Xu Feng could withstand it.
"Since you want to die, don't talk so much nonsense, let's go." Xu Feng finished, the golden light on his body filled again.
When I took a few steps, the breath of the spirit of the body emerged, but it was much stronger than the one of the Lingzong. Especially, his double sea of ​​anger was like a vast ocean, vast and innocent.
Zhao Yannian heard Xu Feng’s words and his face became very angry.
He can feel it, Xu Feng is ignoring him.
"Kids, sometimes there is a price to pay for arrogance. Then I will let you know that you will die very badly when you are young." Zhao Yannian’s mouth is slightly the same, and his body is cold and cold.
The two white lights contain the horrible ice and cold, and the surrounding area seems to be frozen. Some ice crystals appear on the fists.
"There is so much nonsense, hurry up, or you may not have the chance to shoot." The look calmly staring at Zhao Yannian, Xu Feng's golden light condensed on his fist.
The body rushed out on the ground, his body strength was huge, and his fists became unstoppable, and he first attacked Zhao Yannian.
"Good strength, but unfortunately you are just a product of Lingzong." Zhao Yannian looked at Xu Feng attacked, and there was a dignity between the looks.
He really felt that Xu Feng could not kill him. Of course, when he felt the momentum of Xu Feng, his heart was a little surprised.
The other party is only a refinement of Lingzong, but it can erupt such a powerful power, which is very good in itself.
"I have to look at it, it is your fist is very powerful, or my fist is very powerful." Zhao Yannian finished, the spirit of the sea is soaring.
It was also the same step, and the ice crystal fists attacked Xu Feng’s golden fist.
"And this is less than the boxing method, you are really a class axe." Xu Feng did not expect that one day someone would want to compare the power of his fist with him.
When he was a self-defense master of the thirteenth style, the boxing method was displayed, and the heavens and the earth were discolored. He was able to create a martial arts avenue, which shows how deep his understanding of the boxing method is.
Zhao Yannian's mouth was disdainful and sneered: "I can't help but wait until my fists freeze you. I don't think you dare to be so mad."
Hey!
When the fists of two people suddenly slammed together, countless ices spread toward Xu Feng's arm. It was only a few breaths of time, and Xu Feng was frozen.
Zhao Yannian's eyes showed disdain, especially when he saw Xu Feng just a few breaths, he was frozen by himself. He couldn't help but secretly said: "It seems that I am still too high to see you, I can't think of more than I thought.

"Is it true that your power of this punch is not the same?"
Just when Zhao Yannian thought that Xu Feng was frozen by himself, he would definitely die.
The voice of Xu Feng came from his ear, which was transmitted from the frozen body.
"How is it possible? You are frozen, can you still talk?" Zhao Yannian's fist did not recover, and his pupils suddenly contracted.
Hey! Hey! The voice continued to spread, and he only saw a golden light, rising from the sky, a huge fist, attacking himself.
Xu Feng’s fist, the golden light flashes, is magnificent, and is not affected by the half point. The fist is like the stars and the moon, and a fist can destroy the mountain river.
Oh...
Zhao Yannian’s fists of ice cold did not stop, and they bombarded Xu Feng’s golden fists. The two fists suddenly slammed together.
The ice spread over Xu Feng's shoulders, causing Xu Feng to quit.
Zhao Yannian only felt that his body was tumbling and his face was a bit ugly. Every time his feet retreated, they left a deep footprint on the ground.
"Ah?" Zhao Yannian angered and humiliated in his eyes. He thought he was ten, but he did not expect to be freed by Xu Feng. He also let him be in a disadvantage. He said: "I admit that I have looked down on you, no wonder you can kill. The waste of Yang Jianjian, your spiritual strength and momentum are comparable to the seven products of Lingzong."
"Plus the spiritual skills of your cultivation is not simple. It is not unusual to kill Yang Jian of the Eight-Piece Lingzong." Zhao Yannian said here, with confidence on his face. "Unfortunately, I am not Yang Jian, I am Zhao Yannian.

"Remember Zhao Yannian who killed you."
All the spiritual power of Zhao Yannian began to surge. After a battle, he knew that he could not look down on the young boy in front of him.
The lion is also full of strength, and he is very clear about this.
In the sea of ​​gas, the spiritual power is constantly rolling, and the cold and cold mood around his body becomes more magnificent. The space is under the icy atmosphere, and it seems to have begun to freeze.
"Ice cold fist, the first style."
The silvery white light radiated from the hands of Zhao Yannian, and the sound of ice crystal bursting, the violent waves around the fists were rolling.
Hey!
The sound of the fist explosion continued to come out. Zhao Yannian stepped out and stepped down toward Xu Feng. This boxing contained two cold and cold moods, as well as Zhao Yannian’s full blow of Jiu Pin Ling Zong.
"You are indeed a lot better than Yang Jianqiang, but unfortunately it is not enough." The body glitters, Xu Feng's eyes also reveal a touch of dignified color.
I have to say that Zhao Yannian in front of him has been the best genius for so long, and the cultivation of Jiu Pin Ling Zong has at least one fighting power.
"Is it? Eat me this punch is not dead, you can talk big words." Wen Yan, Zhao Yannian's double fist is more powerful and madly attacked.
"The stars are dull."
The distance of ten meters from the square is all the golden light of Xu Feng. He has double fists above, and the stars that cover the sky, two comets bombarded.
Zhao Yannian looked a condensate, but did not retreat, his fist slammed out.
Rumble!
Zhao Yannian swelled in anger and blood, and there was a strong shock in his eyes. The surrounding waves were spread out after a wave of waves.
Under the turbulence of those towering trees, all of them became shattered, and the wind whizzed past. Zhao Yannian’s body flew back.
Xu Feng also stepped back a few steps. On one of his arms, the coldness of the ice also hit his arm, and the cloth on the cloth was torn and shredded, leaving a few traces.
"It's a bit interesting, then I want you to die." Zhao Yannian did not expect that he had several consecutive battles, and he did not let Xu Feng be seriously injured.
This is a shame for him. The whole body's spiritual power has flowed out, and the coldness of the fists has condensed and become extremely terrifying.
Zhao Yannian did not have the opportunity to prepare for Xu Feng. He punched Xu Feng and there were silver-white ice crystals around his fist.
What he wants is to defeat Xu Feng at the fastest speed, so that the other party does not have any preparation time.
Hey!
Unfortunately, Zhao Yannian still underestimated Xu Feng’s combat experience. When his fist attack came, Xu Feng’s body left a shadow.
He repeatedly waved his fists, his eyes became more and more angry, and the mad bombardment of Xu Feng, but Xu Feng cleverly avoided the past, or Xu Feng's fist to fight with him.
Every punch of the ice-cold punch will go out and the energy of the explosion will be emitted around the attack. If it is attacked, I am afraid it will be injured.
"This talent is really terrible. It must be erased. Otherwise, I will meet again next time. I may not be his opponent." Zhao Yannian was more surprised.
From the beginning, he felt that a punch could kill Xu Feng, but he and Xu Feng were evenly matched in the back. Even though he seems to have the upper hand, he did not even touch Xu Feng’s clothes.
"Kid, then I have to look at it, where are you going?" In the eyes of Zhao Yannian, the light of the ice broke out, and a few meters began to freeze.
"Ha ha ha, then you will give me to die."
Under the attack of Zhao Yannian, it seems that all of them are in a snow and ice, and everything around them is frozen by Zhao Yannian.
"Since you want to end the battle so much, then I will fulfill you." Xu Feng felt that he was suppressed by the icy cold, and the blood of his body broke out completely.
A blood-red killing mood hits the light inside his eyes, like in hell, killing thousands of people.
"Damn, you broke through to a product of Lingzong, how could there be such a heroic killing concept?" Zhao Yannian felt the disappearance of the ice around Xu Feng's body and made a scream.
Xu Feng’s mouth sneered a sneer, cold and cold:
Nothing is impossible. Is it time for me to attack me?

After that, Xu Feng’s golden light contained earth-shattering momentum, and the killing of the mood was even more violent. In the moment of his fists, the surrounding world seemed to start to change color.
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