Chapter 1015: Dao (2)

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What is bad luck, what is sad reminder.
Jia Ming spurted blood on his mouth, his eyes widened, and there was no reaction at all.
He only knew that his strength had suddenly disappeared just after he rushed over.
It's like there is a region without any power suddenly between heaven and earth. As soon as he rushed in, his body suddenly disappeared.
Then came the fist of Feng Xiaoqi, which fell abruptly.
The power on the fist is also unexpectedly strong.
Like a landslide, like a tsunami. The monstrous force suddenly smashed Jia Ming's whole body with blood, and his chest was depressed.
He wanted to hide, but found that he was not using his strength.
He wanted to stop it, and found that the fist that wind was resting like rain fell, he couldn't stop any punch at all.
The sound of crisp bones shattered one after another.
Seeing that Jia Ming was about to be beaten to death on the spot. Suddenly, a bright light flashed on Jia Ming's body, and a sudden array of forces forced Jia Ming away.
At the same time, a large array blocked Feng Xiaoqi's fist.
This was obviously the decision of the gas refiner. At the critical moment, it was his magic weapon that saved his life.
puff. puff.
Jia Ming's blood spewed, and there was nothing intact on his body.
This is different from what he originally thought, why is this "Shen Huo Huang" so strong.
These methods have already surpassed Zuo Yundong who just played against Lu Fan.
Even Zuo Yundong holding Yan Luojian couldn't seem to compare with the person in front of him.
"Strange."
Jia Ming gritted his teeth and said.
Facing the magical means of wind nap, all he could think of was these two words.
And above the Hongqiao, San Sheng's face suddenly became extremely shocked.
"What do I see. This kid actually practiced Dao."
Chaos Wusheng was the first to speak, his face suddenly sinking. Looking at the wind and taking a nap, it was like seeing the enemy, showing his murderous face.
Compared with Jia Ming's pretending to be Lu Fan's identity, the murderous chance is even greater.
"Nine Xiaomen Remnants."
Universe Tiansheng's eyes also froze.
Even if they are the three saints, they have not mastered such anti-celestial exercises.
In the whole world, only the Jiuxiao Gate, which has disappeared in the long river of history, has this method.
Bafang Qiansheng said with a long sigh, "The wildfires are endless, and the spring breeze blows again. I knew that it was impossible for a large school to completely eradicate. The destruction of Daozangjuan was actually inherited. Someone. What about the palm of the gas reservoir volume. What about the power of Musashi volume. "
After speaking, Octagon Qian Sheng took a deep look at the Universal Heavenly Saint and Chaos Martial Saint.
Chaos Wusheng snorted coldly: "What. Laofang, you regret it. At the beginning, you got a lot of benefits. Now you can't vomit even if you want to vomit."
Bafang Qianshengdao: "What's the use of regret. Even if we are like us, the palm of heaven. Can it make everything come back again. I just want to tell you that if you see Dao today, you may see palm again tomorrow. God. If one day even Shenwei came out, what should I do? "
Universe Tiansheng slowly said: "Shenwei will not come out, never will."
After finishing his speech, Huantian Tiansheng took a nap in the wind and cast a deep gaze.
On the floating island, Feng Xiaoqi finally picked up his square inch sword. A sword splits his formation into pieces.
At this time, Jia Ming barely stood up.
That is to say, he also has immortality, otherwise, he would have died on the spot now.
He finally recovered a bit, and Jia Ming was also pale, and quickly separated from Feng Xiaoqi.
As a warrior, Jia Ming didn't dare to get close to Feng Xiaoqi again, which is enough to show that he was really frightened by the strange power of Feng Xiaoqi.
Below, among the crowd.
Lu Fan also narrowed his eyes slightly, and the wind is a bit powerful.
He also saw this amazing martial art for the first time.
It feels more direct than his gang pressure control.
Moreover, what Feng Xiaoqi just said was obviously directed at him.
Lu Fan smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth, Feng Xiaoqi actually had such a strong , and then he played against him again.
This shows what.
I'm afraid it's not just the performance of dissatisfaction after the first war in Wu'anguo.
Lu Fan thought of it, remembering the expression of Dong Shengdong Fatty next to him when he saw Feng Xiaoxi in Sijie Mountain.
Bacheng is related to the grievances of Jiuxiao and Shenhuang.
If he didn't expect it, maybe, now his master Wu Chen was with Dong Fat, waiting for the two of them to fight.
Shaking his head, Lu Fan continued to look at the floating island.
Jia Ming's long sword lay in front of him, and he was ready to make his final stroke.
The madness of his body united in a frantic manner, and the world and earth changed color, and a trace of power was gathering like him.
Feng Xiaoqi walked towards Jia Ming, his pace was not fast or slow.
If you have a person with good eyesight, carefully look at the foot of Feng Xiaoqi.
He would be surprised to find that every time Feng Xiao took a step, the ground under his feet diffused a stream of air.
So much so that the dust under my feet disappeared.
The clear print of the sole of the foot is deeply printed on the ground, just like the one painted on it.
There is no depression, there is nothing wrong, the square inch sword in Feng Xiaoqi's hand, even without the slightest vigor.
He obviously didn't move fast, but everyone felt an inescapable feeling. It seems that as long as the person looking at the wind takes a nap, the feeling of the wind taking a nap will rise in his heart.
Jia Ming burst into a scream and waved his long sword again.
The arrogant gang, this time directly condensed into a huge lightsaber.
It is more than a hundred feet long, pointing straight to the sky.
The light shone, and the sky thundered.
"cut."
Jia Ming suddenly fell with a sword, this time he was in a state of death, as if it was a success or failure.
In the face of this tricky wind nap, he lifted the sword in his hand unhurriedly.
Gently in the void.
Just a little bit, the whole world, actually started to shake violently.
Like the ripples of water spreading, the power of shock even spread to Lu Fan's body clearly.
Lu Fan could feel that all the power of heaven and earth, even the power of Tao, passed through him like a wave.
Jia Ming's sword turned away all strength. The sword light that Jia Ming had just dropped fell directly.
With a big mouth open, Jia Ming's palm was already pressed against his waist.
No one knows that in fact, when this sword fell, he wanted to directly launch his magic weapon to release the law of the encirclement of the law from the ground, and rest in the wind.
He has only this one chance, and may reverse the situation.
However, reality is always ruthless.
The trick of Feng Xiaoqi completely destroyed all strength.
The rule that Jia Ming was about to release was suffocated in his waist.
With his eyes wide open, he could only see Feng Xiaoqi flying forward, and a sword stabbed him in the chest.