King of Gods

Vol 4 Chapter 973: Quick solution

"court death"

The Dark Lord is also angry, the power of the soul is surging, and a dark gray short sword in his hand directly draws a hidden black ripple.

This dark, rugged, extremely thin, like a sharp blade, swept through the void, exudes a heart-warming soul.

The Dark Lord does not believe that the king of Zhaofeng District can solve the black robe.

It was decided that the members of the Nine Emperors joined forces to defeat him and help Zhao Feng to defeat the black robe.

On the other side, between the two palms of the jade face Confucianism, a palm shadow of the white gold is struck, and the attack of the soul of the soul of the Holy Spirit is matched.

call out

Zhao Feng looked at the attack of the two people, did not dodge, as if not seen, directly rushed to the jade face Confucianism

"Oh, it’s really looking for death."

The Dark Lord is not scornful, even if it is the ordinary Lord, he does not dare to ignore his soul attack directly.

However, the face of the jade face Confucianism has become deeper.

Zhao Feng’s strange behavior made him very upset.

In the world, there are such tamer-like beasts who take the initiative to attack the Holy Lord and do not say that they actually ignore the attack of both of them.

This kind of behavior, in the eyes of outsiders, is to seek death.

call out

The dark ripples, the moment of Zhao Feng’s soul, Zhao Feng instantly runs the soul will and protects the soul.

But obviously, this does not stop the attack of the Dark Lord.

Zhao Feng’s soul will be cut, this black ripple, and then cut to the soul of Zhao Feng.

call

In an instant, within the soul of Zhao Feng, countless thunder and robbery shines.

All the thunderbolt marks, flowing in the soul of Zhao Feng, gathered in the position cut by the black wave blade, crushed it.

But all this is in the eyes of outsiders, Zhao Feng seems to have done nothing, and the attack on the soul of Zhao Feng disappears, as if it is sinking into the sea.

"How can this be?"

The Dark Lord believes that Zhao Feng runs the soul of the will and resists his soul attack.

The soul will be very concealed and powerful, but it is impossible to resist his soul attack.

call out

The speed of Zhao Feng is not reduced, and the soul of the Dark Lord is attacked and solved. The next moment, it directly hits the shadow of the white gold on the face of Confucianism.

boom

Platinum pattern palm shadow, directly broken.

Zhao Feng was drawn from the white smoke of the sky.

"not good"

The jade face Confucian face was shocked and felt a slight crisis.

The attack between him and the Dark Lord was actually easily resisted by Zhao Feng.

At this time, Zhao Feng’s goal is exactly what he is.

"White jade seals the palm"

The jade face Confucianism is in a hurry and has introduced several methods.

At that moment, the nearby heaven and earth, as if in a swamp mud, there is even the illusion that time is slowed down.

boom

Several golden palms, twisted, caught in the heavens and the earth, and bombed Zhao Feng.

Zhao Feng’s speed and movement suddenly became stiff.

With this gap time, the jade face Confucianism moved backwards.

"Well? This is the law..."

Zhao Feng snorted, and the face of the jade face Confucian scholars at this time was exactly the same as that of Xiao Kunyun.

However, with the artistic conception of the jade face Confucianism, this method does not pose any threat to Zhao Feng.

boom

Zhao Feng once again stimulated the Shenglei body, and a thunder and lightning body smashed the lines, filling the surrounding voids, creating a bang.

"The Dark Lord, what's the matter?"

At this point, the jade face Confucianism immediately asked.

The attack of the Dark Lord has not caused much impact on Zhao Feng.

"Hey, this kid, give it to me."

The Dark Lord's face was sunk, without explanation, and attacked Zhao Feng.

This time, he won't care.

His attack was so easily resisted by Zhao Feng, which made him faceless.

At this time, Zhao Feng is also separated from the seal of the jade face of Confucianism.

Zhao Feng looks like a self-confident, looking at the dark soul of the Holy Lord, left-handed flashing its dreamy dark gold shadow.

"Soul of the soul"

The power of the powerful purple soul is directly shrouded in the Dark Lord by the power of Zhao Feng.

"A strong and powerful will"

The Dark Lord is suddenly shocked, and the Dark Lord knows that he has underestimated Zhao Feng.

The Dark Lord was hit by Zhao Feng's scorpion, and suddenly felt a little faint and faint, the Holy Spirit and the soul will, into chaos and uncontrollable.

And Zhao Feng, swiftly passing by the Dark Lord, rushed to the jade face Confucian.

"The kid's sorcerer can actually work for me."

The Dark Soul feels that the whole body does not listen, and watching Zhao Feng fly from the side, wanting to cast an attack, the rhythm is slowed down half a beat.

"What are you, the Dark Lord?"

The jade face Confucian look is haze.

The Dark Lord has actually passed Zhao Feng, and there is no mutual attack between the two.

If it is not the jade face Confucianism who perceives Zhao Feng’s volatility, he even thinks that the Dark Lord is the spies hidden in the Seven Emperors.

How can Zhao Feng’s martial arts be effective against the Dark Lord?

"Let the Seven Emperors admit defeat"

At the time of the jade face Confucian thinking, Zhao Feng’s voice directly sounded in his mind.

The jade face Confucianism suddenly feels the soul level, such as Wan Lei Pentium, a tingling sting.

When he regained consciousness, a powerful sacred body was directly crushed, making him feel depressed and breathing hard.

The jade face Confucian face was frightened and experienced the soul of Zhao Feng.

He finally knows why the Dark Lord will have Zhao Feng's martial arts.

The jade faceted Confucianism immediately receded, and a blue spell appeared in the hand. It was engraved with countless strange runes, strong sacramental fluctuations, and Zhao Feng was shocked.

However, from the beginning to the end, Zhao Feng has clearly captured all the conditions of the jade face Confucianism.

At the time when the jade face Confucianism took out this blue spell, Zhao Feng had already prepared.

"spiritual stab"

Zhao Feng's **** left sputum, sputum shot a cold gold amethyst spike, rushed into the soul level of the jade face Confucianism.

"what"

The strong tingling of the soul level interrupted the action of the jade face Confucianism, and the spell was not released.

Bang

Zhao Feng fanned the wings, and punched away with a punch. The horrible body and force directly hit the jade face Confucianism and flew into the city wall. Life and death are unknown.

Subsequently, the little thief cat fell on the shoulder of Zhao Feng, holding the blue spell on the paw, as if in the glory.

"what?"

The seven emperors and others who are resisting the beasts on the steel wall directly see the jade face Confucian flies by the side, and the heart is shocked, and then they see the place where they fight to the distant side.

The stunned lord was entangled in the team of the Nine Emperors. Among them, Shi Yulei’s defense was the mainstay, and with the encirclement of the people, the stunned lord also fell into a passive situation.

Jiang Hao and Lu Tianqi were surrounded by seven Zhentian Jinyu.

After the successful silk slash of the silkworm sinensis, the two gradually fell into a weak position.

Then, if the jade face Confucianism is flying, it is only Zhao Feng.

"Ah, Zhao Feng, I killed you."

The Dark Lord is angry and roaring.

Zhao Feng actually took his face and gave him the jade face Confucianism. What a shame.

"Humph"

Zhao Feng snorted and turned to look at the Dark Lord.

After solving the brains of the Seven Emperor team, there will be no variables.

"Wind and Thunder"

In Zhao Yu’s left-handedness, the amazing Philip’s flames sprouted, and the purple-gold luster circulated, inspiring a trace of dark gold thunder.

噗轰——

A group of totally transparent dark fires, with the atmosphere of destroying thunder, bombarded and ravaged the Dark Lord.

The Dark Lord, who feels that there are thousands of thunderstorms bombarded in the body, and the soul bonfire that is integrated into the thunderbolt continues to spread.

But the Dark Lord is, after all, good at the Lord of the Soul, and has a Eucharist. Whether it is the soul or the body, it is very resistant to the wind and thunder.

At the moment of his recovery, he directly stroked the gray dagger and tried to interrupt Zhao Feng’s offensive.

I saw, a thin and extremely dark wave blade, penetrated the void, from all directions to Zhao Feng.

boom

In the face of the full-scale attack of the Dark Lord, Zhao Feng’s soul will suddenly slammed out, carrying infinite thunder and lightning, and colliding with the attack of the Dark Lord.

The appearance of Zhao Feng's soul will make the people in the battle, feel the soul level, the thunder and lightning roar, and the heart trembles.

"This, this is Zhao Feng's soul will?"

Jiang Hao, who is still fighting hard with Zhentian Jin, can't help but back a few steps.

"It's so strong, is it really Zhao Feng who solved the black robe himself?"

Lu Tianqi was shocked. At this time, Zhao Feng showed his soul will not even weaker than the Dark Lord.

call

At the moment when Zhao Feng’s soul will appear, next to his body, the green and silky silkworm butterfly, flashing transparent wings, a translucent colored pollen, forming a beautiful whirlwind, to the dark soul of the chairman .

"No, my mysterious light and soul"

In the face of the large range of pollen of the silkworm butterfly, the Dark Lord cannot avoid it.

The pollen of the silkworm butterfly, through the material soul level, has a certain effect on the Xuanguang Lord.

call out

After the dream dreams caused a certain threat to the Dark Lord, Zhao Feng’s figure flashed and appeared in front of the Dark Lord.

"Ghost impact"

When Zhao Feng approached, the Dark Lord sneered a sneer, and the soul of the Holy Lord's will turned into a group of dark and savage demons, rushing out.

Obviously, the effect of the colorful dream pollen on the Dark Lord is very small, and he is also deliberately waiting for Zhao Feng to approach.

"Humph"

Zhao Feng snorted, facing the soul attack of the Dark Lord, regardless of disregard, hegemony and punched directly.

Soul level, Zhao Feng's thunder body, thunder robbery brand shines again, to the greatest extent, the soul of the soul of the Lord's soul will be defeated, the remaining soul will impact, bombarded Zhao Feng's thunder body, causing damage Very limited.

boom

The Dark Lord, who was boxed by Zhao Feng, leaned to the ground.

"How is it possible? Actually once again resisting my soul attack"

The Dark Lord has a sacred body, and Zhao Feng has a fist, and the injury caused by it is not great.

However, Zhao Feng’s soul is stunned, but it really shocked the Dark Lord. Although his impact, it is not the most complete state.

call

When the Dark Lord was on the ground, Zhao Feng came to him, and the fists carrying the infinite San Lei body smashed again.

"what"

The Dark Lord, suddenly screamed again and again.

Good at the soul field, life level, nature is the short board of the Dark Lord.

"It can be over."

Zhao Feng’s thunderous sound, on the battlefield, the soul level of everyone stunned.