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Chapter Thirty-Two: The Wrath of the God of the Wind

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    "Looking for death!" Lan Feng is also a man of temperament. Seeing that the kid opened his mouth and said nothing, he was furious immediately. The gossip furnace in his hand spun the gossip pattern, and shot dozens of fireballs from it.

    Of course this is not his own spiritual fire, the spiritual fire will only give birth to the original fire seed when it breaks into a baby.

    "The monks are fighting, run away~" The crowd of onlookers dispersed.

    Hao Yi also hurriedly hid behind a pillar, his realm was too low to be of much help.

    The fireball dragged a long tail flame in the air and flew towards the middle-aged warrior.  The middle-aged warrior smiled coldly, tiptoed to the ground, and jumped several meters in height. The fireball flew past his feet and hit the wall behind him heavily, blasting out more than a dozen big holes in the wall.

    It can be seen from the first round that the cultivation of this middle-aged warrior will definitely not be under the blue wind.

    "Little bastard, do you only have this ability? If you only have this ability, your goddess sister will be fucked to death by me under my crotch. Hahaha~" The middle-aged warrior let out a big laugh.

    Lan Feng was furious, and kept shooting fireballs from the Bagua furnace in his hand, but they were all avoided by the middle-aged warrior.

    "Brother Lan, don't fall for the trick, his purpose is to provoke you." Hao Yi who was hiding behind the pillar kindly reminded.

    However, the furious Lan Feng didn't listen to any advice at all, and kept shooting fireballs from the gossip furnace in his hand.  While hiding, the middle-aged warrior kept talking about coquettishness and scolding to death.

    The Eight Diagrams Furnace in Lanfeng's hand is obviously not infinite, and after firing hundreds of fireballs, no fireballs were fired.  The middle-aged warrior laughed loudly: "Little bastard, you still don't believe me when I say you are young, you are dumbfounded now."

    Having said that, the middle-aged warrior rushed towards Lan Feng at an extremely fast speed, Hao Yi could only see an afterimage, and couldn't help but exclaimed: "Brother Lan, be careful!"

    The realm of this middle-aged warrior may have reached the late stage or even the peak level of Muscle and Bone Realm.

    "îõ~" There was a sound of metal and iron clanging, and the middle-aged warrior punched on the enlarged Bagua furnace. He retreated quickly, and a large black hole appeared on the ground where he stood before. The hole was blue.  The electric arc lingered, it turned out that Lan Feng had shot out a Thunder Talisman.

    "Where are the prostitutes going!" Lan Feng yelled, and pushed the enlarged Bagua furnace forward, and the Bagua furnace spun and flew towards the middle-aged warrior.

    The middle-aged warrior hurriedly dodged aside, and the Eight Diagrams Stove flew past his ears with the sound of wind.  But before he could heave a sigh of relief, Lan Feng stretched out two fingers and hooked back, and the Bagua furnace flew towards the middle-aged warrior again. The middle-aged warrior had no time to dodge, and hurriedly punched the Bagua furnace and collided with it.

    "îõ~" The fist collided with the gossip furnace, and the sound of gold and iron clashed again. The middle-aged warrior took seven or eight steps back to stabilize his body.  Looking down, the tiger's mouth in his hand has been shattered.

    The Eight Diagrams Stove just swayed slightly in the air before hitting the middle-aged warrior again. Lan Feng manipulated the Eight Diagrams Stove with his fingers, vowing to kill the prostitute on the spot.

    "Hmph, little bastard, do you really think that grandpa is easy to bully?" The middle-aged warrior was angry, his clothes were blown automatically by the wind, and he was blown by internal force.

    "Three palms!" He quickly slapped three palms, Haoyi could only see three white shadows hitting the Bagua furnace, it turned out to be martial arts!

    The palms of the middle-aged warrior collided with the Bagua furnace, making the sound of gold and stone.  Lan Feng couldn't control the gossip stove anymore, and the gossip stove flew to the side in a whirl, and hit a pillar with its head, and the pillar snapped off at the waist.

    "Hahaha~, little bastard, go to hell! I will take good care of your goddess sister." The middle-aged warrior laughed wildly.  While talking, he didn't stop on his feet, and rushed towards Lan Feng again.

    Lan Feng obviously didn't have much actual combat experience, so he panicked and played the last few Dao Talismans, and the middle-aged warrior easily dodged them.

    Seeing that Lan Feng was about to be killed by a middle-aged warrior, a blue sword light suddenly flew from outside the door.  The sword light flew over, cutting off the legs of the middle-aged warrior.

    "Do you really think that there is no one in my cultivation world?" A man in green robe flew into the waiting hall stepping on a magic amulet. He was holding an ancient blue sword in his hand.  fierce momentum.

    This turned out to be a sword cultivator from the Out-of-Aperture Realm!

    The green-robed man swung his sword and once again slashed out a sharp sword aura. The middle-aged warrior who fell to the ground and screamed was cut in two, and the sword aura left a deep gully on the ground.

    Lan Feng wiped the cold sweat off his face, hurriedly took two steps forward, and gave a deep salute: "Thank you, senior, for your help."

    The man in the green robe nodded: "Hurry up, there is going to be a big battle here."

    Onimu said eagerly to Haoyi:"Master, let's go, I feel a strong aura approaching here."

    The perception ability of ghosts far surpasses that of humans.  Haoyi didn't dare to neglect, and ran to Lan Feng's side from behind the pillar: "Brother Lan, go quickly."

    Lan Feng broke free from Hao Yi, and said eagerly: "I have to get back my gossip stove!"

    By the time he picked up the shattered gossip stove and the two of them ran out of the waiting hall, it was already too late.

    A martial artist in the supernatural power realm came from the air. He didn't enter through the main entrance and smashed the glass of the hall directly.  When he saw the corpse of the middle-aged warrior on the ground, he was furious: "Lin Jian, are you declaring war on my Tianyi Gate?"

    When he finished saying "yes", the glass in the waiting hall was shattered one after another.

    This Tianyimen Haoyi knows that he is one of the three giants in the body refining world, and the Four-Image Saint in the Tianyimen is even more powerful. The four saints gather together, and it is said that they can condense the Four-Image God, and their combat power is comparable to Xuxian.

    Warriors in the supernatural realm can already use supernatural powers, which are a kind of martial arts similar to Taoism.

    Seeing Hao Yi and Lan Feng who were about to flee, this supernatural warrior sneered: "You still want to run? You will all be buried here today! The Four Elephants of Heaven's Will, the Wrath of the Wind God!"

    A green giant phantom appeared behind him. The giant raised its huge fist and punched Haoyi and the two of them.

    Hao Yi and Lan Feng hurriedly jumped forward and fell to the ground.

    "Boom!" Hao Yi looked back, and was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat. A huge deep pit was blasted out by the phantom of the giant on the ground not far behind them.

    Hao Yi and Lan Feng escaped from the station by rolling and crawling. Not long after they came out, the station collapsed. Lin Jian and the warrior came out with all kinds of magical skills. They fought from the station to the street, and a large number of armed police were helpless.  Standing still, not daring to stop him at all.

    Hao Yi sighed, although the power of the country is not as powerful as the sect founded by the monks, but the status of the country is already in jeopardy to such a degree, I am afraid something big will happen.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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