Chapter 53: Killing the spirit

Chapter 53 Killing the Spirit
laugh!
The horrible momentum of the woman in the white skirt is filled with the brilliance of the sword. At the same time, there are countless ices from the sword.
In the white skirt women's body, within a radius of three meters, all were frozen, only the white skirt woman's figure floating.
The man with the sword was shocked and wanted to resist. No matter how his spiritual power has no attributes at all, the whole person is close to the woman in the white skirt, and is directly frozen by the ice and cannot move.
The sword light flashed, and the man holding the sword screamed, and one arm was fallen by a sword, and the blood continued to flow.
Wow!
The white skirt woman grabbed the sword inside her hand and wanted the second sword to kill the man holding the sword, but a black blood spouted out and her eyes were desperate.
She knew that the sword she had just had been a sword that she consumed her life and tried her best.
Hey!
The sword in the white skirt of the woman’s hand fell to the ground, and the woman in the white skirt fell on the chest of the man holding the sword. I saw the man holding the sword and flew out, kneeling on the ground, his face pale, and again. Can't get up.
"Ah... Changle?"
The four warriors of Qi Xuanmen suddenly ran to the man holding the sword.
Some of them quickly rushed to hold the sword man, but found that the sword-bearing man, the ribs of the chest were basically broken, and the injury was extremely serious.
"You... let me go and get the stinky girl in front of me, I want to kill her..." The man with the sword licked his cheek.
He can feel the condition of his body and wants to return to the heyday, fearing that only four medicinal herbs are possible. However, he is very clear about the preciousness of the four medicinal herbs.
What's more, he is now being cut off by an arm and wants to continue his arm. There is only the legendary Wupin. There are no four-finishers in the radius of the entire seven-thousand gates, not to mention the five-goods.
Several people looked at the woman in a white dress standing in a crumbling position, and their eyes were unscrupulous.
"Elder Zhang, do we want a few of us?" one of the men suggested.
The elder suddenly angered: "Give it to you."
Several people have some anger in the depths of their eyes, but they know that they are the elders of the sword in front of them, but they dare not easily offend, but they are the same anyway.
"Okay, I am going to grab her." A man stood up and his body was repaired by the nine spirits.
There was a sigh of anger in the woman’s eyes in the white skirt. It’s really a tiger’s bullying.
Her dear spirited king, if not successive battles, a few people in front of her can be erased by a sword, which round is so insulted by the other party.
The woman in the white dress looked at the man of the nine spirits and came over, completely desperate. The long eyelashes float slightly, and the depths of the eyes are decided.
She decided to bite her tongue at the end.
"A group of despicable and shameless people, so many men deal with a woman, you are not shy?" Just as the woman in the white skirt despaired, Xu Feng came out from the hidden cave house behind him.
"Looking for death, dare to control the things of our seven mysterious doors?" The nine spirits screamed, and his eyes stared at Xu Feng, who was in front of the coarse linen, only to find that the other party was only a seven-person cultist, and suddenly laughed. .
"Hahahaha... laughing at me... Where is the hairy boy who came out, relying on the cultivation of your seven spirits, and also wanting to learn other heroes to save the beauty?" The nine warriors can't help themselves. I was so angry that my eyes didn’t hide my killing.
At the beginning of the white skirt, the woman thought that there was a strong person. I knew that it was a seven-person spirited person. With a disappointment in the eyes, I couldn’t help but shake my head.
"The seven spirits are only true. Is it true that the sky is going to die?" The white skirt woman has despair in her heart. She knows that unless there is a spirit-level warrior, it will not help.
"You said it is good, this young master is to be a hero to save the United States today." Xu Feng saw a woman in a white dress with a disappointed face, no anger in the fire.
I am a hero to save the United States, dare to love this white skirt woman did not see myself in the eyes, but also a disdainful look, he just used the action to tell this white skirt woman, so-called people outside, there are days outside.
You can kill the two spirits by your own seven spirits.
"Dare to call the young master in front of me, go to hell."
The nine-person spirited face was fierce, and the woman in the white dress was so beautiful and moving, even if it was ruined by Zhang Chang-an, he was satisfied with his coolness.
Hey!
The nine-person spirited man attacked Xu Feng’s chest.
The fists screamed in the wind, the fists were filled, and the fists were like a huge stone with a dark glow.
"Haha, this kid is dead."
Behind the three Qi Xuanmen's warriors, watching the nine-person spirited men's fist shots, are full of ridicule, they are very clear about the strength of their companions.
dead!
Xu Feng mouth faintly spit out a word, the majestic momentum of the body is stirring, the coarse cloth is fluttering and flying, and the fingers are above the finger.
"The refining star is pointing!"
laugh!
Refers to the glare from Xu Feng's fingers, like a sword mang, is invincible. The air is alleged to be rubbed by the glare.
The warrior who had not waited for the nine spirits to attack Xu Feng’s front, pointed to the precise and unpretentious hole in the eyebrows of the nine-person spirited man, and smashed out from behind his head.
Refers to the shot of Mangyi on a large tree, I saw the branches of the big tree, directly split and fell to the ground.
Hey!
Followed by, the man of the nine spirits fell to the ground, his fists did not attack out, so he kept a posture, his eyes widened, fell to the ground, and died.
"How is this possible?" A warrior with a peak of nine spirits, staring at Xu Feng with incredulous eyes, suddenly stood up and angered: "Good boy, you have a little means, no wonder dare to be so arrogant, see me to take Your life."
The warrior of the nine-character spirits rushed out, and the palm of the hand was like a tiger, and the power was endless. The whole body fluttered and smashed into a palm print, and Xu Feng must be suppressed.
"Be careful!"
The strongest of the two spirits, the man who had not had time to remind him to shoot, the pupils of the eyes suddenly contracted, and he found that Xu Feng’s ten fingers had begun to move.
"The refining star has no shadow!"
Countless fingers, like the twinkling of stars, from all directions to the man of the nine spirits of the peak, the blood flowing from his body.
A piece of boulder rolled on the ground. He stared unwillingly at the wound. Some trembling words: "Who are you? You actually practice spiritual skills into the realm?"
"This?"
The woman in the desperate white dress with her eyes with hope. The spiritual power of her body was originally the attribute of ice, and the desperation just caused the ambient air temperature to drop by a few degrees.
Now watching Xu Feng actually kill two nine spirits, Rao is her cold character, and now there are some movements.
No one wants to die, she doesn't want to die. She still bears the vengeance of Ling Fengmen, carrying the expectations of Lingfengmen's countless elders.
Only when she survived can she revenge and hate, so that Ling Fengmen’s elders who died under the enemy’s butcher’s knife in order to save her.
"Kid, I advise you not to take care of your business, you have to say that your talent is very good." Finally, one of the two remaining spiritual masters of Qi Xuanmen stood up.
This person's cultivation is a kind of spiritual master. He looked at Xu Feng and was a little surprised. He was able to cultivate spiritual skills into the realm. Even if it was only human level, it also showed that Xu Feng's talent is very good.
"If I must be nosy?" Xu Feng's life hates others threatening him. The seven Xuanmen group of wastes, if they do not open their eyes to provoke themselves, he does not mind the road to rise from Qi Xuanmen.
"Toasting, not eating, wanting to eat fine wine, I will let you see the power of the spiritual master." The spirits are transformed into spiritual masters, and the spiritual power of the whole body becomes liquid.
A drop of spiritual fluid is like endless spiritual power.
The one-person spirited warrior, stepping out in one step, screaming in the fist above the fist, carrying a devastating momentum and punching toward Xu Feng.
The majestic warfare in Xu Feng’s eyes broke out. He just thought about the extent to which his current strength reached. He screamed and said,
It’s good.

Hey!
The "Banxiang Boxing Method" was exhibited, and the figure flowed, like the ancient elephants, making a squeaking sound, and punching toward the one man of the spirit.
"I don't want to measure." The man did not expect Xu Feng to dare to fight with himself. It was a self-seeking death, but he was a spiritual master, and he had a world of difference with the spiritual.
At the moment when the two fists touched each other, Xu Feng only felt the arm tremble. Sure enough, the strong spirit is not simple, you must know that his current two spirits have been cultivated to the peak.
"Damn, how can you be so strong?" The one-person spiriter's face changed greatly, and his entire arm seemed to hit the steel.
The whole person flew straight out, but Xu Feng still stood still.
"Come back!"
Xu Feng can not give the other party a reaction time, staying on the body, punching and punching out with one punch and one punch.
The fall of each boxing, the one of the spirits of the martial arts are all tumbling. As the boxing method becomes more and more secret, the one-person sorcerer is not willing to fall to the ground, and both eyes are desperate.
Hey!
Xu Feng did not stop, and a fist fell on the other's chest. A product of the spirit directly squirted a blood, eyes wide open and not eye-catching.
"Who are you?" The martial artist of the second literary master finally showed a moving look. Looking at Xu Feng in front of him, there was some fear in the vagueness.
Xu Feng’s strength is somewhat beyond his expectations. When the seven-person spirited warriors became so perverted, they were able to kill a good spirit.
"The person who killed you." Xu Feng was cold and cold. He felt that he could not be a good person, but he could not see others doing bad things, especially bullying and being a dangerous person.
"Haha, maddening, you know that you can kill a product, but there is a big difference between a spirit and a second spirit. Is it a step-by-step? You want to kill me?"
The strong momentum of the two-pronged spirits broke out, and it was indeed much stronger than the one that was just now.
(End of this chapter)