Supreme Demon

C_t; Du Gu Yuyue was helped by the people. Ling Fenglin stood on the battle platform and his eyes burned. (Marshmallow novel network Www.MianHuaTang.Cc provides free download of Txt). Access: .

This battle is finally here.

Shui Linglong walked up. His eyes are as good as the wind. The solitary rainy month is not enough. As long as he defeats Ling Feng, then the first person of Mo Ling will never fall.

Moreover, Ling Feng is also regarded as the strongest opponent.

"Your speed and fists are very curious, I want to get some advice."

The water spirit dragon has a high degree of warfare. In the end, is Lingfeng’s hegemony powerful, or is it more powerful?

"As you wish!" Ling Feng smiled shallowly, and his eyes were not as deep as a child.

“唰” “嗖”

Suddenly, the two moved at the same time, Ling Feng exhibited a chasing step, which was amazing, and the water dragon was not slow, he also used the ground level method.

A gust of wind blew, and the broken steel and wood all spun up.

“Heavy Boxing” and “Banshan Boxing!”

The two men spoke differently, Ling Feng punched out, the strength of the whole body was condensed in the punch, strong and thunderous, the air creaked, and instantly burst.

The Shui Linglong was playing a mountain smashing fist, and a shadow of the hill appeared on the battle box, which was strongly suppressed.

"boom"

The collapse of the mountain fist and the tyrannical punch, a wave of ‘wave’ ‘stimulus’ ‘swing’ opened, both of them shook back a step, Ling Feng’s body did not move, and the Shui Linglong was slightly shaken.

"Come back!"

Shui Linglong sipped lightly and his face was moving. Since he realized the collapse of the mountain fist, no one has ever been able to fight with him in his fist, but Ling Feng did it.

In the next moment, he punched out another fist, and the shadow of the hill was clearly manifested, and the domineering side leaked, while Ling Feng gave a punch without hesitation.

" "

This time, it still keeps moving, and the silver treasure exudes a faint silver light, which will solve this blow.

"唰"

He bounced up and took nine steps in succession, punching and punching the water to the dragon.

"It’s just right!"

Shui Linglong is not afraid, but his eyes are getting brighter and brighter. He is once again rushing to Lingfeng, and the mountain bangs are shot again and again, and Ling Feng is hard.

"Hey..."

On the battle platform, a piece of steel and wood burst, and they were all shaken by the ‘wave’ movement of the two men. They shot too fast, and people could only see the killing of the road.

In the blink of an eye, the two men ‘hands’ fifteen strokes, Ling Feng did not retreat, and the water Linglong just shook his body, apparently on the fist, the collapse of the mountain fist should be ‘color’ to the tyrants.

"war!"

He flashed, his foot flashed and flickered, and sometimes rushed to the left side of Ling Feng, and sometimes appeared behind Ling Feng, constantly attacking and killing, while Ling Feng was strong and hard, his eyes were fast, and the chasing step had been cast to the limit.

"唰唰" "咚咚"...

This is a speed matchup. If it is not a broken blade in the Lingfeng body, he can easily fly the water dragon, and the speed of the two is only in the middle.

"Boom"

Suddenly, Shui Linglong flew out and flew out. His left face swollen and he slammed his fist. He screamed and screamed. He immediately rushed over.

" "

Soon after, Ling Feng was awkward, his mouth was green, and he was punched. Then he slammed his ‘揉’ mouth and rushed into it.

People are dumbfounded, Yunmeng's candy has fallen to the ground, and she is unaware.

This is the peak matchup. Every punch is enough to seriously injure an eight-level martial artist, but the two are only slightly injured and have to say that they are too crazy.

"嗡嗡"

After a while, the two men became more and more brave, and the martial arts airflow and the golden blood blasted out of the body, which made the killing more fierce. The steel and wood flew up and fell to the crowd.

For a time, the bats were surrounded by ‘chicken’ flying dogs. The martial arts and the warriors all held their heads and squirrels. They didn’t want to be innocent.

"Crashing the mountain!"

In the flying figure, Shui Linglong shouted and punched it out. The nine-way martial arts airflow formed a shadow of the hill, and it fell down, and the five golden blood flames of Lingfeng also condensed into one. The fist broke out the most terrible power.

"Boom"

People have stinging eardrums and are deaf.

On the battle platform, a whirlpool was rolled up, which was triggered by the endless wave of 'waves', roaring up, and the battle platform was bombarded with a big hole, and the ground dust was flying.

"唰"

Ling Feng flashed a moment, and then punched out, with a very overbearing momentum, killing the past.

"boom"

Both Ling Feng and Shui Ling Long have retreated, because the battle platform has broken, and the steel and wood have been involved in the whirlpool, and the four scattered flying reads;

"kill" and "kill"

In the blink of an eye, the two men swooped out, and the momentum of Shui Linglong became more and more embarrassing, and there was already a tendency to take a step toward Wuling.

This is a gain.

As the two men's wars become more and more 'exciting', they will inevitably rush toward a more powerful situation. The water dragon is like this, and Lingfeng is also the same.

Of course, in the martial arts airflow, Ling Feng is to be inferior to the 'color', so he used the silver treasure, so that the tyrants suddenly became a mess, and the water dragons were defeated.

"Ling Feng, pick me up three punches!"

Suddenly, Shuilinglong stopped his footsteps and shouted loudly. His mouth was scornful and incomparably smooth. Only such a fist could make him burn completely.

"Get started!" Ling Feng was flying, not afraid.

"The first punch!"

After the water Linglong hit a fist, the nine martial arts airflows were madly rotated and smashed into the past.

"Boom"

Ling Feng exhibited a boxing punch, and suppressed a mountain fist with a punch, so that it could not enter, but at this moment, the second fist of Shui Linglong also arrived, and the momentum was stronger, and it had reached the edge of Wuling.

The "Boom" fist is still strongly taken by Lingfeng.

In fact, Ling Feng has already understood what Shui Linglong will do again. He will use these three punches to reach his peak and reach the final battle.

This kind of gains also led to Ling Feng, so that his momentum stepped on the strongest step by step.

"啵"

The last punch fell, and a blast of 'waves' exploded completely. The entire battle platform was destroyed. In the most central area, a large hole was formed, and Lingfeng and Shuilinglong fell.

The clothes behind Ling Feng were broken, and they smashed a fist and bleed their lips. The last punch actually reached the realm of half-step Wuling, and he was injured.

The water dragon was so painful that he had a slap in the face. He had a black-eyed eye, and a punch was printed on the chest. The skin opened with a 'meat', and his smile was ‘pumping’ and ‘pumping’. It looked nondescript.

"Oh, your speed and your fists are really amazing."

Shui Linglong ‘揉’ had a ‘揉’ eye, and he smiled and said, “But the warm-up is over, I want to fight with you the most.”

When this sentence falls, people are plucking a sigh of relief. Is this battle just a warm-up?

It can be said that the nine-level warrior, under such speed and fists, must be out of reach, even Li Wei has lost, and now the water Linglong was actually injured.

Obviously, in this "warm-up", he suffered.

Ling Feng was so powerful that he had to be shocked by the ‘meat’ jump. It’s no wonder that Shuilinglong valued him so much.

"Masters are so good at readings." Purple rhyme is full of small stars, very incomprehensible.

"Small wind, can rival the half-step Wuling, he is only a five-level martial artist." Ling Qing opened his mouth and was shocked by this scene.

"The dead boy is out of the limelight."

Yunmeng pouted and licked a bite of candy. She had a headache and continued to follow this momentum. I was afraid that the elders of the Lingyuan would be crazy.

"Ling Feng, come on."

Shui Linglong tore off the ruptured clothes, and 'shows out the strong muscle 'meat'. His eyes are hot and the battle is burning. The Lingfeng is not comparable to Li Wei. For WISCO airflow, martial arts The understanding and control has reached a point of horrific.

And this is what he expected.

"Let me see what your strongest strength is?"

He pulled out the spears from the backhand, and the radiance of the golden ‘color’ blew away the sun at dusk.

At this moment, he was particularly domineering. The whole person was united with the war and spear, and his body was swaying with an extremely dangerous atmosphere.

"Mo Yunzong's heavenly martial arts, in fact, I am also looking forward to it!"

Ling Feng’s war is burning, the golden blood is boiling, he is also crazy, mad, and proud.

"Roar"

The next moment, his silver treasure glowed, and five golden blood flames poured into his arms. In a sudden time, a golden blood knife flew out, four feet of blade, igniting the air, so that the air was in a fierce 'wave' Move, a gas 'wave' rolls up.

"The spear of loneliness!"

Shui Linglong shouted, and the spear was stabbed in the blink of an eye. The spear of Wuling flew out, crystal clear, but with a terrible sharp breath, it killed Ling Feng.

This is the power to defeat Li Wei, and now Lingfeng can stop it?

On the battle platform, the Longyan knife confronted the lore of the loneliness, and the horror of the "shooting" made a turn of the road. They all turned into sharp arrows, piercing the steel and wood around them, and even the soil was rolled up.

This is also the arrogance of heavenly martial arts.

"puff"

However, this scene only lasted for a while, and immediately the wind fell, and the chest was marked with a **** mouth. They all showed their bones. If he was not a silver treasure, he was afraid that one blow would be enough. He is killing.

Longyan knife was cut off by the lore of loneliness. It is also a heavenly martial art, but the latter's strength is stronger than Lingfeng.

"Lingfeng is going to be defeated?" The spirits of the Lingwu Academy are all tight, and they hope that Lingfeng can cause a little damage to the water dragon, so that the only rainy month can have a chance.

Whether it is Ling Qing, or Ziyun, Yunmeng are watching this scene nervously, even breathing is rushing.

"Do you want to continue to hide?" Shui Linglong stood silently.

"Oh, a little disappointed, facing a master like you, even want to go to temptation, it is a bit of a real obstacle." Ling Feng laughed at himself.

Then, raising his hand, a powerful sharp force, swooped out in an instant, this moment he finally used the spirit of the spirit, the five golden blood flames turned into a hurricane, with a burning momentum, hovering on.

Immediately, Ling Feng's fingers, the light flashed, a **** light carrying a whistling sound, slammed into the thin, and rushed into the center of the hurricane.

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