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After Panshan Ancestor landed, his body was like strong grass, sticking to the ground tenaciously. He could not be hit by the wind of his fists, and the mysterious energy kept hitting him.
He coughed up a mouthful of blood and then lay on the ground in a humanoid body. His speed was extremely fast, he got down on all fours and appeared hundreds of meters away in an instant.
Chu Feng followed up, with his fist mark and the black dagger pointing far away, never leaving his vital points, and wanted to attack further, escaping and chasing each other, the destructive power was astonishing.
They were all traveling at supersonic speeds, the air exploded, and all the rocks, giant trees, and other bodies they encountered on the road were shattered, leaving nothing to stop them.
The speed at this point is very terrifying, and the requirements on the physical body are extremely high, otherwise the body will crack and it will not be able to bear it!
"Boom!"
A brown boulder more than ten meters high was smashed by Panshan Ancestor. The rocks collapsed and the sky was shattered. He was like a missile flying towards him, destroying everything and causing horrific damage.
He lay on the ground and walked close to the ground, trying to get rid of Chu Feng's close attack.
However, Chu Feng followed him like a shadow and locked onto him. In the end, he jumped forward and pounced forward. The black dagger in his hand pointed directly at Panshan Ancestor's back and stabbed downwards.
The crimson flying sword hovering beside the old weasel burst into brilliant rays of light, like burning clouds dyeing the entire mountain peak red, it was so bright.
"when!"
The red sword body struck the black dagger in Chu Feng's hand, and the entire void exploded, like thunder falling from the sky, shaking the mountain top.
This flying sword is so powerful that it can flatten a mountain!
"If Chu Feng was not a king-level creature, how could he withstand such a shocking power? Dozens of hundreds of ordinary aliens wouldn't be enough to kill with one blow of this flying sword.
Chu Feng¡¯s tiger¡¯s mouth was hot, cracked, and blood seeped out, but he was not angry. Instead, his eyes were filled with blazing light, full of hope.
He is looking forward to the art of sword control. If he kills Panshan's ancestor, he may be able to obtain Panshan's inheritance, and then he will be able to control the sword and sweep away enemies in all directions.
This thing is simply indestructible and can kill enemies hundreds of meters away. It is really terrifying.
Boom!
Although the black dagger was blocked, Chu Feng's fist had already been smashed down, blasting towards Panshan Ancestor's back. The roar of the tiger shook the sky, and a huge tiger pounced downwards.
This is the tiger shape in Xingyiquan. An old boxer who has practiced boxing all his life may not be able to manifest the true shape, but Chu Feng is proficient in it and has mastered it. He has understood it thoroughly.
This punch was fierce and domineering, and the white tiger's true form appeared, killing and shaking, shaking the sun and moon, very violent.
Panshan Ancestor was forced to have no choice. He turned over suddenly, his back on the ground and flew upside down. He kept slapping upward with his hands to neutralize the White Tiger's true form killing move.
Bang Bang Bang
The two were fighting fiercely. One was on top, punching continuously, and the other was flying backwards against the ground. The fierce collision, the whistling wind of the fists, was louder than the sound of thunder.
This piece of mountainous land was in tatters. It was trampled by two people. Many cracks appeared on the ground. All the ancient trees exploded, making them appear fragile in front of king-level creatures.
Poof!
The old weasel coughed up blood. He couldn't bear the rapid attack. He stood up and stood upright. He was almost crazy and roared again and again.
Chu Feng¡¯s fist seal was too heavy, and every time he hit it, there was a terrible sonic boom. Although there was no lightning, it was more shocking than the thunder falling.
After breaking the sound barrier, the air felt like it was exploding.
The old weasel encountered a big crisis and fell into the terrifying fist seal of Chu Feng. Although it was very ferocious, it could not stop this stormy offensive.
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During the physical fight, Panshan Ancestor was bleeding from his mouth and nose, and he could no longer hold on. He was beaten up like a scarecrow, with blood splattering everywhere, and his body was shaking violently, and his body was like chaff.
His flesh and blood trembled all over his body, trying to resolve Chu Feng¡¯s terrifying fist seal. Even so, he couldn¡¯t bear it. One crack after another appeared on his body surface, and he was about to explode from the beating.
"kill!"
Chu Feng shouted loudly, punching to the flesh, and his dominance was boundless. Like a great demon god, he pushed forward and suppressed his opponent.
Bang bang bang!
The ancestor of Panshan was once again beaten and hit the mountain wall in the distance. It collapsed, huge rocks rolled down everywhere, and smoke and dust billowed into the sky.
The body of a king-level creature is very terrifying. Even if it is seriously injured and is in danger of life and death, the old weasel is still very terrifying. It rushes up at supersonic speed and shatters all the boulders pressing on it.
"die!"
Chu Feng shouted loudly,; At that time, he will gain Chu Feng's king-level physique, which is equivalent to double kings, and his strength will skyrocket.
"kill!"
Panshan Ancestor roared, using his mental power crazily, the little golden weasel desperately burrowed into Chu Feng's head, eager to occupy it immediately.
"roll!"
Chu Feng shouted loudly. Although he had a splitting headache, his consciousness was very clear. He was running a special breathing method and spitting out snow-white light like thunder and lightning from his mouth.
Roar!
At the same time, he roared loudly, performed the powerful Bull Demon Fist, and burst out the Bull Demon Roar. This is a spiritual attack method that can resist the invasion of divine consciousness.
"How is that possible?" Panshan Ancestor shouted angrily.
He had been holding back for a long time, just to kill at the critical moment and take away a king-level body, but now he found that it was like facing copper skin and iron bones, and he couldn't get into this body at all.
????????????? If it were any other beast king, he would have already been possessed by a king-level body. The old weasel has this kind of self-confidence and unparalleled mental strength, and is simply not something that other aliens can resist.
But now he is in big trouble. As Chu Feng uses a special breathing method, not only is the mysterious energy in his flesh and blood filled with energy, which is much stronger, but his spirit seems to be breathing, and it has skyrocketed.
At this time, Chu Feng was also surprised. For the first time, he felt that the spiritual body could breathe. In an instant, silvery white flames overflowed from his forehead. It was a blazing spiritual power that seemed to burn everything.
"ah¡¡"
The golden weasel, which was more than half a foot long, fell from the mid-air, rolled and screamed miserably. Despite its strong mental strength, it was unexpectedly defeated and was burned and seriously injured.
It screams in pain because the situation is over and it is going to die. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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