Supreme Demon

The fifty-fourth chapter of this war, you live and die

thump!

Zhao Xianer fell, and there was thick blood in her throat. She dyed the clean rocks and scarlet. She was full of unwillingness and regretted that she was too underestimated, but she was also shocked by the elegance of the ice.

One hit second, only Ye Xinran!

This is the style of the ice saint.

The death of Zhao Xianer also made the battle flash and Nalanbo fearful. They were careful, but they still underestimated the horror of Ye Xinran.

Is it just a gap in the realm?

Why did Ling Feng still have no confidence to challenge her after she advanced to the golden spirit? Just because she is too strong, it is the point where people look up.

We must know that the anti-God has existed for a long time in the wilderness, and Ye Xinran advanced to the Wusheng to the world a few years ago. After several years of accumulation, after several years of suppression, if she did not make any progress, the ghost did not believe. Her most terrible place is that you know she is strong, but she doesn't know how strong she is.

......

When Ye Xinran quickly ended the battle, Nalanbo was fighting with Yunxi, Hidden and Qin Ao. He had no extra nonsense and did not inquire about the origins of Nirvana, because he knew that he would wait for more points. A point of danger.

However, Hidden and Qin Ao are very difficult to entangle. They directly sacrificed the heaven and man to oneness, and the speed was amazing. Moreover, the two men cooperated seamlessly, one assassination, one counterattack, and forced Nalanbo to It is difficult to show the lore.

He left and flicked to the right, and finally locked his target on Yunxi. This is the weakest link of the three. Only the third-level Wusheng realm, although it can also be challenged by level, but it is the level of Wusheng Wu, it is not at all. His opponent.

"boom!"

He backhanded a knife, shocked back the hidden counter-killing, and his foot was slightly wrong, and rushed toward Yunxi. At this moment, he even raised the speed to an unprecedented height, which is the fastest speed in his life.

"Hey!" He felt himself faster than the Lee Arrow and more profitable than the Blade.

At the moment, he went to the front of Yunxi. He could even see the thin fluff on the woman's face. Then he raised his hand and grabbed it. As long as he held this girl, he was not afraid that others would not follow suit. .

This is his only chance to leave here.

It is a pity that it is a distance that he can never cross. Yunxi has stepped back. She is not surprised and panicked. Then, in front of Nalanbo is the cold beauty.

Her temperament is unparalleled, she looks like a jade, and her eyes are like a star. If she doesn't have a short knife in her hand, Nalanbo must think that this is the most beautiful woman in the world.

Ice holy leaves are happy!

"Ka rub!", Ye Xinran out of the knife, the short knife on the arm of Nalanbo stretched out, gently stroked a circle, fluttering without a trace of fireworks.

At the next moment, Nalanbo’s eyes changed, and the ecstasy suddenly became distorted, followed by a painful scream, which rang from his mouth.

"Hey!" His arm was broken, and he was cut off by the light knife. The blood was like a spring, and it was sprayed out. The pain caused him to be crazy. The cold sweat also oozing out from every pore.

Too fast, incredible!

There was no time for Danalan to react, and his arm had been cut off when he wanted to retreat.

"How could this be?" He sipped in his heart and saw the appearance of a ghost. Then he saw Zhao Xianer with a look of unwillingness, pain, and despair, and slowly fell into a pool of blood.

"How did Zhao Xianer die?" There are 10,000 questions in his heart. It is a nine-level Wusheng. Even if the ice saint is Wusheng, it is impossible to kill Zhao Xianer so quickly.

But the facts are in front of you, and you can't believe it.

"Retreat!" This is his only thought. He is the warrior of the Holy House. It is even weaker than that of Zhao Xianer. It can never be the opponent of the Ice Saint.

However, he soon knew how idiotic he was.

Under the siege of Hidden, Qin Ao, and Ice Saint Ye, even if Wu Sheng is in the border, is there a chance to escape? It’s a delusion to want to leave.

"choke!"

Ye Xinran flashed a knife and suddenly slammed it out. This time she showed a scene of counter-killing. There was only one light left. The Nalanbo saw it, but the body could not keep up.

"Hey!"

The short knife was finally killed. The lightning at close range hit Nalanbo’s head in one fell swoop. Just like cutting the tofu, the hole was opened in the blink of an eye. Under that knife, Nalanbo’s eyes were thoroughly Desperate.

thump!

He also fell into a pool of blood. It can be said that he was even more sad than Zhao Xianer. He didn't even have time to display the lore of the Holy House. First, he was hidden, and Qin Ao was so bad that he was pleased with the ice. Spike.

Two nine-level martial arts war dead!

This is definitely a sensational news. It is conceivable that once the immortal door and the holy building learned the news, what would be a violent violent jump.

This is completely crushing on the realm.

Ye Xinran, who is in the position of Wu Sheng, is enough to fight with the first-class Wu Zun. This is why the reverse Lord is very awesome to her, because he is also afraid that Ye Xinran will be a public challenge.

There is only one battle left on the entire Xingshan.

Hidden, Qin Ao, and Ye Xinran did not rush to the war flashes. The situation completely fell down. The strength and realm of the future are simply impossible to escape.

"How could this be?" The war flashed in despair, a Tianling made him depressed and vomiting blood, and another iceberg was on the sidelines. If he can live alive today, unless it is a two-minded master.

This is obviously impossible.

"Give me a real battle, even if I die in battle, I am fearless!" The war flashed and drunk, and the ice pressure gave him too much pressure. Although he was not close, he had already been unable to breathe. The opponent, his combat power can play 80%, it is already thankful.

"What battle do you want?" Ling Feng stood in the same place, wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth, and smiled indifferently.

"I am going to die with you!" The war flashed his teeth, although he also knew that Ling Feng was also an insurmountable opponent, but at least it was a fair battle. Even if it was killed, it was better than the glory of the ice. .

"Yes!" Ling Feng nodded. "But I have a condition."

"What conditions?" The flash of fire flashed.

"Tell me, which force does he belong to?" Ling Feng asked Nalanbo.

When the battle flashed, the look suddenly hesitated. This time it was a big deal, and it was related to the honor of the Holy House. In case the person in front of him shook things out, it would mean throwing the proud world and the holy building on the battle platform.

"That's good, let's change the question." Ling Feng was not angry, not pointing at the body of Zhao Xianer, said: "She is from the immortal door, you are from the proud world, then, he is a disciple of Tian Tianzong? ”

"I won't say it." The flash of fire flashed.

"St. Lou?" Ling Feng smiled and had to say that this is a very smart guy.

This time, the flash of war was silent, and then he looked up and said, "Can you fight now?"

"of course can!"

Ling Feng smiled and said: "I am behind the nirvana, we want to put us to death, I am afraid that it is not the proud world, the immortal door, the holy building?"

“Is there still Tianzong and Fanlou?”

"..." The flashing pupils shrank a bit. He felt a enchanting figure in front of him, and God came to take him away.

"You don't talk, I will be your default."

Ling Feng picked up the double stone, and the eyes burst into the cold light, saying: "After this battle, I officially went to the five forces like Nirvana!"

"kill!"

He did not give the reaction time to the battle, and the three forces in the body suddenly rushed out, and the most wild momentum, soaring up, all flooded the double stone.

"Hey, bang!"

In an instant, the double stone became smaller. It flew into the dragon's eyebrows that appeared from the darkness. Then, the whole world was filled. Unlike before, this time, the dragon appeared a little more faint. Golden light.

This is the dragon of the golden spirit!

"Hey!" Tianwei Haodang, Xiaolong rushed down, carrying a million pounds of giant force, and quickly rushed to the battle flash.

"Ao Shizong is invincible!"

The war flashed into the distance and looked at the distance. He knew that the battle itself would die. This is also the last nostalgia for the proud world and the world.

"Hundreds of wars!"

When the voice fell, the trenches in his hands flew, and at the same time as the influx of the Holy Light, a ray of light, constantly flying out, it was all condensed by the Holy Light, each reaching the level of Wu Sheng, and at this moment There are hundreds of things that appear in front of Ling Feng.

"Hey, hey!"

However, the hundred wars did not fly out, but they re-entered the **** trenches, which made the whole battle tremble, a forceful force, even if it was far apart. Can feel it.

This is the holy shrine of the proud Shizong, unbeaten in battle, only a hundred battles!

"call out!"

It is like a sharp arrow, and the wind and thunder are not as good as it is, and the fighting power of the original 9th-level Wusheng is also raised to the point where Wu Sheng is in the middle of the half-step.

It completely locks the wind, and it is like a lock, which is just a terrible thing.

"Hey, hey..."

At the time of the encounter, the hundred wars showed the power of lore. It passed through the skull of Xiaolong and smashed all the way, so that Lingfeng had spit blood. Although Xiaolong had a million pounds, but Because its body is too large, the power is naturally dispersed.

And a hundred battles are a bit of attack!

Therefore, the power it bears is far less powerful, which makes Ling Feng very depressed, and the dragon is strong and weak. He knew that he should kill him with a double stone.

"Booming..."

The battle of the hundred battles was like a broken bamboo. It shot through the dragon and went straight to the wind. However, the power above was also weakened too much. When it was in front of the wind, it was no longer the Wusheng level.

"When!" Ling Feng squeezed the trenches, his fingertips flashed with golden light, and then his little face overflowed with the sneer. "This battle, you die and live!"