Galaxy Shattering Blade

"puff!"

Lin Feng, falling down from the clouds.

The stronger the attack, the greater the reaction force, and the terrible power of the eighth thunder. Although the seventh engraving was lifted, the ultimate power of the Nether erupted, and the direct attack of the four-color side of the broken soul reduced some of the thunder energy, but it was only worthy of resistance.

"What a terrible power." Lin Feng was sulking.

Although it was injured and vomiting blood, in fact, the injury was not as serious as it seemed. The hard-to-tack attack was more of a vigorous attack than the thunder energy that penetrated into the body. If you really want to carry it, you can resist it, but it is not necessary.

"Silk!" "Hi!" Residual thunder energy poured into the body.

The rapid absorption of Thunder Dragon Qiyun, including skin, cells, and mobilization of the whole army, protects against thunder damage. Punt! Lin Feng fell heavily to the ground, the real dragon sacred force removed most of the impulse, the thunder and heavy rain were small, but the body of the magic ink armor had been damaged, and the titanium-level engraving was even loose.

Quite awkward.

"Not good!" Lin Feng felt wrong at the moment of landing.

In the distance, it was felt that the appearance of a breath was the familiar disciple of Xiaoxiang Sword School. Good and bad spirits, I guessed before, that the real danger is probably the vision of transforming into thunder and robbery, which will attract the little ones.

"Lin Feng!" Ji Gang glared.

Recognizing Lin Feng directly, Ji Gang was like a raging male lion, with a roar, he immediately pulled out his sword and attacked Lin Feng. These days, running around just to catch this murderer, now he finally gets what he wants, close at hand!

"I'm going to kill you!!!" Ji Gang's eyes cracked openly, without concealing his anger.

Among the 13 swords of Xiaoxiang, his best relationship is the same with the sword Lu Qing, and the two are the Xiaoxiang sword school that entered at the same time. Like a brother.

Uh!

Lin Feng's eyes were cold.

The Nine Nether Thunder Knife made a clamoring sound, and the dark path was not good.

Thunder's prestige is still going on, the vision is not gone, the ninth thunder is just brewing, and now Cheng Chengjin is killed halfway. And being a third-tier fetus opponent, it is not a headache. Continuously resisting the robbery not only hurts himself, but also consumes holy energy and holy power.

but……

This battle is inevitable.

"The seventh engraving." Lin Feng cut out. At the moment, I can't care about the thunder afterwards. The sixth layer of the titanium body in the rumbling froze again. Lin Feng gritted his teeth, and the true pupil Shengli played an extremely important role at this moment, finely controlling the titanium elements.

The last fight!

unsuccessful. Then Chengren!

"Boom!" Lin Feng attacked directly, Ji Gang's eyes were cold, like the roar of a lion, the forest slaughter brought a trace of blood in the forest, the black sword, the black water's sacred gas, Ji Gang's strength and Qingtong sword land Qing, it's a different way.

but. The strength is overwhelming.

"Xiaoxiang's 13th sword, 7th sword!" Ji Gang went straight in.

The seventh sword, mixed with the current. The **** dark mandrel spins violently, breaking through the light sphere of Lin Fenglei.

Know your strength as soon as you shoot!

"Very strong." Lin Feng instantly fell into a disadvantage.

This is not the peak state, and the opponent's sword realm is even more overwhelming, and the physical quality is also lacking. Only the knife method is not inferior, the light ball of Thunder is closely combined. The area is instantly reduced, and the light is rapidly condensed. Lin Feng can withstand.

break out!

"Peng!" Jin Ge sympathized.

Directly hit hard, Lin Feng's counterattack was also neatly broken by Sen Tujian.

Ji Gang. Winning the true meaning of swordsmanship.

"Broken soul four-color square!" Lin chest sinking, Lin Feng's injury worsened, but his hands rose and fell instantly, the soul of talent condensed, and turned into a green dragon whistling out. The spirit of the entanglement of Sen Tujian's sword blasted Ji Gang to the sea.

Lin Feng, never fail.

At this time, thunderclouds were scattered in the sky, and the remaining thunder and lightning were gathered together. The core of the thunder was absorbed frantically, and the energy of the horrible thunder was directly climbed. Almost instantly, the power of the eighth thunder was exceeded, but...

Lin Feng, there is no solution at this moment.

Before the thunder falls, he must kill his opponent, otherwise he will die at that time-

It would be him!

"Humph!" In the face of Lin Feng's attack on the four-color side of the broken soul, Ji Gang sneered, and his forehead gleamed brightly, and the talented defensive system of the Holy Spirit showed its power. Knowing Lin Feng's tricks before, how could he not be prepared?

Nevertheless, Qinglong still penetrated the defense and went straight into the sea.

Defense can only resist part of it.

"Sure enough." Ji Gang's complexion changed slightly, and he felt pain and shock in the depths of the sea, and took a few steps back.

"Zi!" "Zizi!~"

Lin Feng has killed his eyes.

The war intention condensed to boiling and was pushed to the limit. The simulation in my mind was repeated from time to time. The dark magic holy air flow turned between the bodies. At this moment, I remembered the deep vortex black hole in the soul of wisdom as if it contained a mysterious power.

"Overlord combat power!" The oppression between life and death made Lin Feng's combat power increase sharply.

The vortex black hole is located, it is like swallowing, bringing the natural flow of the dark demon sacred energy. At this moment, a ray of dark color condenses between the blades and gathers on the blade of the nine-nine thunder knife. The sense of darkness is emerging from the heart——

Secret bite!

Integrate!

This elementary mystery was the longest he had understood, and he had already realized what he could, only the key point, and now it is breaking through.

It feels very clear.

"Ninth Strike, God Thunderbolt shocked the condemnation!" Lin Feng shouted and opened his eyes.

The monstrous thunderlight gathers and reflects the incredible color of Ji Gang, **** eyes, Ji Gang not only sacrifices the holy treasure, but also turns into a dark formation, condenses under the forest peak, controls its influence, and the forest kills the sword in his hand. It's the brightest light, the strongest attack.

Shit! Punt!

The two attacks intersect in an instant.

"Boom!" Lin Feng has the upper hand regardless of his momentum or swordsmanship. Even if his body is limited, it seems that under the ground, his feet are sinking by countless ghosts, but at the moment Lin Feng’s overbearing power urges the valley’s strength, like a king. Xiang Yu reincarnated.

Purple Thunder's ninth strike, Nie Xing Xing Wei Wei!

Swords and swordsmanship, overlord combat power, straight through Ji Gang's strongest attack.

"Peng!" Ji Gang looked pale and grunted, and left behind. Lin Feng's majestic wind appeared, and the thunder flashed, bringing extreme madness. After Ji Gang fell behind, all the disciples of the Xiaoxiang Sword sent their eyes wide open, and they were horrified.

Their master, lost?

This level of competition ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ How can they be allowed to intervene, Xiaoxiang Jian sent the disciples to watch their masters fall to the ground, blood vomiting.

There was silence.

With wide eyes, the disciples were completely dumbfounded.

…

Did not chase.

It’s not that Lin Feng doesn’t want to give Ji Gang a final blow, but...

That's too late.

"Come!" Lin Feng's mouth remained bloody.

Looking at the sky, endless thunderlights gathered, and all the energy of thunderstorms gathered together. Lin Feng knew very well that the next thunderstorm would be the last and the strongest one. At the moment, whether he can survive a fierce battle is completely unknown.

However, it cannot be avoided.

…(To be continued)