Supreme Demon

Chapter 267 is only a line

On the road.

Wang Qiu was proud, but his aura flew out, and the silver glow was suddenly nine. When the momentum rushed out, it just passed the Lingfeng line.

He raised the sword in his hand, a strong road. "Little brother shot."

"Yep!"

Ling Feng's face was dignified, and there was a smile on the bottom of his eyes. Then, the war fists ruthlessly smashed out, and the eight yin and yang auras became a scent, pouring into Ling Feng's fist.

"Hey, hey!"

The next moment, he quickly smashed out, the whole person has changed, it seems extremely overbearing, because he is playing the tyrants, although it is only a heavenly martial arts, but the power is very strong, reaching the half-step Wuhuang.

I have to say that everyone is also very surprised, in the realm of the eight-level Wuling, to kill such a power, the day of the young generation, there are only a handful.

"You are very good, but I am not enough for me!"

Wang Qiu smiled faintly, and the sword in his hand was a cross. A strong force burst out from above and met Ling Feng’s punch.

"when!"

The war of the war, and even Wang Qiu took a step back, the power of the punch can be seen, even Wang Qiu himself is very strange, can follow, Ling Feng has retired several steps, small The face was twisted, clenched with fists, and slammed hard, and the mouth was snorted.

"Oh, this kid is too ignorant of the heights of the sky, and he wants to fend off the sword with flesh and blood."

"Eight-level Wuling, is not the opponent of Wang Qiu."

People shook their heads, I really don't know if the latter is stupid, or stupid.

"Give it, you are not my opponent!" Wang Qiu took a look at Ling Fengdao.

"No, I still have to fight, I will not lose!" Ling Feng gritted his teeth, very serious, and the eight auras of his body smashed a few points, faintly with the momentum of the nine-level Wuling.

This makes everyone a little speechless, and it is not enough to have a spirit. In the top 16, the strength is the king.

The purple wind, the proud bird, the Lingqing, the solitary rainy month are all close to the mouth, looking down and eating and laughing, have to say, Ling Feng is indeed too pit, he obviously can kill the latter one stroke, but it is biased Such "low-key" has always been hidden. If, if Wang Qiu knows the truth, will it go crazy and beat the wind?

"Little brother, it is not enough to have a bone!" Wang Qiu shook his head helplessly, and it seemed impossible for him to let the latter know and retreat.

"Hey!"

Suddenly, the momentum on his body was shocked, and the tenth faint aura also swooped out and wrapped around him, forming a powerful pressure that could make the nine-level martial arts discolored.

Obviously, he is planning to end the fight as soon as possible.

"Come on, my little brother let me see your strongest strength!"

Wang Qiu took the sword and ten auras rushed in, forming a huge sword mang, able to grow a length, plunged from the air, plowed the air out of a storm, fast and thunderous, more unstoppable.

This is the half-step battle of the Emperor!

Undoubtedly, Ling Feng is more "serious", the eight auras are more eye-catching, the golden and blue rays are swooping up, forming a rotating hurricane on the wind's fist, and in the hurricane, a small The dagger is suddenly smashed out.

Desperate!

At this moment, Ling Feng should also face it seriously, otherwise it would be really stupid. Without exposing the yin and yang treasures, he can only sacrifice broken blade fragments.

And when the momentum was set off, there was actually a momentum of resistance to the swordsmanship.

"bass……"

The next moment, the hurricane was killed, carrying a rotating storm, directly on the sword mans, time, hurricane, flying, and even the golden light shook a few times.

"Karb"

At the center of the hurricane, when the little dagger flew out, the huge swordsman was broken out of a gap, and the cracks continued to spread upward along the blade.

Immediately, the huge swordsman was blocked, the momentum above was weakened little by little, and the **** little dagger with the storm was gradually suppressing the past, which made many people startled. Is that boy going against the sky?

Eight levels of Wuling blocked a half-step Wuhuang's blow, how is this possible? !

But the huge swordsman, which broke open one inch and one inch, was not allowed to be faked. Even Wang Qiu was deeply shocked. The power of the latter’s aura was absolutely terrible, and he pressed him steadily. A line.

"Hey, bang..."

In the fierce slamming, the huge swordsmanship was broken, and the aura fragments were formed, spurting on the road, and the momentum was to retreat Wang Qiu, while Ling Feng was snoring, directly He was rushed out, and he walked in awkwardly, and the little face was a bit pale.

"It’s so powerful, I can kill Wang Qiu with this."

"But this kind of strength, in the ancient roads of the savage, it is impossible to suppress it."

People still shake their heads, although the strength of Ling Feng is not weak, but it is still far from Xu Yin, Chen Yu and Bai Yuntian.

Even Chen Hao looks different. She knows the identity of the Purple Emperor, so she feels a bit wrong. Is the latter injured when it is in a fierce battle with the cold?

"Very good strength, but you still have to lose!"

Wang Qiu's face is dignified. He really underestimated the strength of Ling Feng. If he does not display the strongest combat power, it is very good to defeat the opponent.

The next moment, he looked up to the sky, ten auras gathered toward the sword, forming a cold sword mans, lingering on the sword, and then he stepped toward Ling Feng.

At the same time, the first swordsman fell.

It is like a rainbow of light, igniting the sky, so that the golden light of the road is shaking, and the flash of "噌" is in front of Ling Feng's eyes, and it is strongly rioted, so that the pupils of Lingfeng are shrinking.

"block!"

Ling Feng drank, eight auras in the light of the spirit of the ruin to kill the past, and the **** little dagger, is slammed down on the sword mans.

"Kick".

Jianmang was crushed, rushed out hundreds of pieces, and cut Lingfeng's arm, and he stepped back.

"The second sword!"

That Wang Qiu's face was cold and incomparably serious, and took another step forward. Then, the second sword mang was also killed, which was smaller than before, but the strength was stronger.

"I block!" Ling Feng was not afraid, and the spirits of the spirits slammed up. The two forces exploded in midair, forming a swirling cymbal, which exploded and blew the wind down.

"The third sword!"

That Wang Qiu took another step. The castration was like electricity. It was a little smaller, and the power was also raised. A sword was killed. Even Yu Yushan and Ruoqiang secretly nodded.

"Wang Jia Qi Jian!"

People took a sigh of relief and their faces were cautious.

You must know that the Seven Swordsman is comparable to the Emperor's martial arts. When the Seven Swords are out, even the Emperor Wu must be moved. Now, Wang Qiu has learned the swords. If it is the Seven Swords, it can definitely be Xu. Hidden and Chen Yu are shoulders.

"cut!"

Lingfeng's small face is dignified, and the eight yin and yang auras are brighter, just like burning up, making the spirits more fierce. At the moment when the little dagger flies out, the road riots a bit, and immediately, that The fourth sword was put on, and it trembled in the air, while the Lingfeng retreated a few steps, but it still broke down.

"boom"

After a while, the **** little dagger fell, and the fourth sword was dim, and then it was broken by Lingfeng, which made people discolored. Obviously, the boy is a bit strong, so they can block them, even them. I feel incredible.

"The fifth sword!"

In the end, Wang Qiu's face was cold and proud. Under the sword, all the ten auras glowed and entangled each other, forming a monster-like spirit sword, carrying a violent airflow and killing Lingfeng.

The power of this sword is fast reaching the royal kingdom.

"Kill!"

Ling Feng eyes closed, like a child who is afraid of failure, directly rushed to the past, will be stubborn, strong, interpretation of the best, and his palm is turned into a knife.

"bass"

At the moment when the palm of his hand fell, a burning **** dagger was slammed, and the eight auras were really burning. Under the cover of the fifth sword, it was not very conspicuous, but it was extremely powerful.

Burning the blade!

"Boom..."

A huge explosion, shocked the Taoist platform, the two forces stirred together, forming a huge embarrassment, from the middle of the two people swooping up, like a blooming flower, even the figure of both people covered.

In the light, the burning blade is like lightning, and the fifth sword will be pierced at once. It is like a broken bamboo. It hits Wang Qiu’s body and pierces the chest of the latter. "Plop" slammed on the ground.

When the light was scattered, people were shocked and confused, and they realized that the fifth sword was defeated by Wang Qiu, and although Ling Feng was bruised and vomited, he still stood stubbornly on the road.

Undoubtedly, this is beyond everyone's expectations, because in the final blow, Ling Feng's realm is still only eight levels of Wuling, but the combat power has firmly pressed Wang Qiu's line.

Just a line!

But the latter is the latter!

"We still took the boy down!" People whispered, looking at Ling Feng's gaze, with a hint of awe.

"A very interesting teenager, in this case, dare to hide." Xu Yin smiled.

"The eight-level Wuling seems to be a little stronger." Baiyun Tian also looked at Lingfeng with interest.

With their strength, the nature they see is not limited to this, but the strength of Ling Feng is not enough to threaten them.

The 16th-strong battle ended, and the quarter-finals were born.

When the news was sent back to the city of fire, Su Xiaoru's eyes burst into an amazing light. She once again bet on the list. The list of the top eight is no exception. They are all expected by the Purple Emperor.

The medicinal sects are crying and crying, and they want to die.