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"Hongliobing, I didn't expect you to be so powerful!" Yan Lingfeng's beautiful eyes flashed, as if it was the first time he realized Hongliobing, and he kept looking at him.

"Yan Lingfeng, I feel a little panicked when you suddenly look at me with this kind of eyes." Hong Liebing said teasingly. He raised his sleeves and restrained his strength to break through to the fourth level and the peak level.

in vivo.

In an instant, the strange phenomena of heaven and earth lost their power and dispersed one after another, returning to nothingness.

Hong Liebing flipped his palm and made a request to Yan Lingfeng, saying, "It's your turn."

"Hmph!" Yan Lingfeng snorted coldly, her pretty face was filled with evil, and her long vermilion red hair suddenly jumped on her rays of flames. Her aura suddenly rose, stirring the sky and attracting the power of the world wandering between heaven and earth.

Bless yourself.

Her appearance was exactly the same as when Honglibing broke through before!

For a moment, the light in Cang Minglie's eyes flashed violently, his body shook, his five fingers opened, and he was about to take action.

"I'm old and have such a bad character. Is your life still alive? Is it that your life is like a dog?" A cold light flashed in Hong Liebing's eyes, and he shrank into a small piece of magical power and suddenly appeared.

In front of Cang Minglie, he stared at him coldly.

Even though he had successfully made a breakthrough, Hong Liebing still did not dare to be careless about a tough character like Cang Minglie.

The moment his right hand appeared, he was pressed on the hilt of the God-killing Sword. His murderous aura was revealed between his eyebrows. Whenever something was wrong, he would immediately draw his sword and attack.

"Swish--"

The sword energy is like a rainbow!

Murong Changfeng suddenly made a move like lightning, and the black green magic sword in his hand was magnificent. It was an authentic seventh-level magical sword, with the target pointing directly at Hongliong's neck. His murderous aura was fierce, without any warning in advance.

If it weren't for the seventh-level god-level consciousness of Hongliongbing who swept the whole audience and always warned him, he would definitely be hit.

"Huh?" Hong Liebing frowned, shrank into a small inch of magical power, and immediately flew away and appeared a hundred feet away.

A hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"Murong Changfeng, what do you mean? Are you going to join forces with Cang Minglie to deal with me as a junior? Where is your strong man's dignity?"

"Compared with the hatred of ancestors, my dignity is worthless!" Murong Changfeng's eyes shone with cold light, and his hands were sharp. The sword swept across all directions, and his strength shook the void in a radius of thousands of feet.

A five-level extreme level cultivation is activated with all its strength, and it penetrates the world, just like the ten-level fifth-level holy wind dragons ravaging the world together, bringing the momentum of destroying the world.

"Good guy! I don't even care about my injuries, and I fight hard as soon as I come up!" Hong Liebing felt awe in his heart. Murong Changfeng was indeed extremely terrifying. Even if he was injured, he was lawless.

With this move, he immediately showed a powerful aura of sweeping across millions of troops. The former Sky-Breaking Spear Ling Shuo was significantly weaker than him.

"Swish, swish, swish, swish, swish—"

The big sleeves of Hongliongbing raised, and the nine green torrents of hundreds of feet immediately turned into the void. With the blessing of the seventh-level wind-type artifact of Tianwu Battle Boots, the power of the fifth-level holy realm was forced to be released.

Nine steps to fall!

"Swish--"

Hongliong Bing turned into a gust of wind, instantly a thousand feet away. Countless afterimages were left in the audience.

"At such a slow speed, I dare to show off in front of me!" Cang Minglie snorted coldly. As his sleeves were raised, the vast and vast water-blue thick fighting spirit transformed out like thousands of acres of blue waves swept across.

It enveloped the whole venue and turned the Hongliui ice into a cage bird.

He stretched out his right hand, spread his five fingers, and shook in the air. A giant water-blue palm of a hundred feet transformed out of thin air, and sucked violently towards Hongliongbing.

"But I!" Hong Liebing's eyes showed a hint of mockery, and she shrank into an inch of magical powers to display. Her figure immediately appeared hundreds of feet away, freeing from the constraints of Wan Qing Bi Tao.

After breaking through to the fourth level of ten thousand men, the teleportation distance of the magical power shrank into an inch was greatly improved.

If Hong Liebing is willing, he can teleport out of a thousand feet.

"Hmph! So what about the space-based magical power? Hongliobing, no matter how fast you escape, it doesn't make any sense!" Cang Minglie smiled with a hideous smile, and suddenly turned his big hand, and the offensive suddenly changed. It was the commander of the commander Baizhang!

The giant water blue palm was rascally catching Yan Lingfeng who was in the process of breaking through!

"Despicable!" Hong Liebing's eyes flashed, and his brows suddenly frowned.

Yan Lingfeng is in the middle of a breakthrough, and her strength is madly increasing and she is the moment to concentrate.

After all, she is different from Hong Liebing, a reincarnated god-level master with the seventh-level great success peak-level digital consciousness, and does not have such good power control ability.

If one is bad, she may be backfired by the power and suffer significant internal injuries.

In this case, even if Hong Liebing doesn't want to take action, it won't work.

"Swish--"

Shrink the ground into an inch!

With a flash, Hongliaibing appeared directly in front of Yan Lingfeng, with a stern expression. With a wave of his left hand, a blood light suddenly appeared. The God King weapon God-killing Sword was unsheathed, and it slashed violently from top to bottom.

"boom--"

The sword energy is stunning!

The giant blue palm of Baizhang Water was instantly broken along with the thousands of acres of Biwa!

"Well, la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la —"

The boundless sea of ​​blood turned into the void, sweeping the sky, and millions of unjust souls emerged from it, roaring and roaring, and demonic energy soared into the sky. The three lights suppressed everything in the world, as if they turned into the master of heaven and earth.

Hong Liebing stood with a sword, her black hair danced, her white clothes flew, her heroic posture, and nine green torrents of power surrounded her body, as mighty as a warrior in the fairy world who had landed in the mortal world.

"What kind of magic sword is this? How could it be so powerful? It seems to surpass the quality of the seventh-level magic weapon!" Cang Minglie changed his color instantly, and was shocked by the power of the God-killing Sword. The light in his eyes flashed violently.

"This is the bloody eyes of the seventh-level great-growing master. He has persevered in the past and severely damaged the God King-level powerful man! I didn't expect that Luo Xingchen, you have been reincarnated and can still hold it! It seems that I can't keep it.

"Murong Changfeng looked cold and his body was as fast as cold power, and he was fearless. He appeared in front of Hong Liebing in one step, and his speed exceeded the nine steps of the Luo Shenshou.

"Swish--"

Murong Changfeng stabbed out with a sword, without any fancy, but as fast as possible. His power was completely condensed on the sword edge and had the power to penetrate the mountains.

The power of this sword is stronger than any previous attack!

Really interpret the true meaning of speed!

However, this is not a light price.

The forced use of too powerful power made Murong Changfeng's injuries finally unable to suppress his body, and his mouth was filled with red blood.

But it is undeniable that the splendor of his sword made Hong Liebing, who was holding the God-killing Sword, frown. (To be continued...)