Chapter 128 (1/2)
”Don't take it lightly. Both xueqiong and Baidong died at the hands of this guy. Although it's not clear what means he killed them, he can't be careless.” the Wu Xiu of the pure body seven heavy territory glanced at the strong man indifferently.
”Hey, hey, you don't need to remind me.” the man turned his mouth and didn't take his words to heart.
”This bastard.” a flash of anger flashed in the eyes of Wu Xiu, who was in the quintessence seven levels.
”Come again.”
The shirtless man roared with brilliance and bombarded the ancient wind with a heavy punch.
”Get out!”
The palm power of the eight wasteland palms converged in the fist, and the ancient wind also blew out a fist, which was fast to flicker. The momentum is like running thunder and moving forward. A barren breath condensed on his fist, making the space ripple layer by layer.
”Boom!”
When his fists collided, the ancient style only felt a strong force coming from his fist, which made his fist numb.
However, the shirtless man who suffered the blow of the ancient wind was also uncomfortable. The fist strength containing the barren breath rushed into his body. The fist that collided with the ancient wind was shrouded in withered yellow and quickly withered.
”Come again.”
The old style didn't give the other party a chance to reflect, but another punch hit him on the fist.
”Click.” the voice of bone fracture came, and the shirtless man also made a sad cry.
”Kill!”
The ancient wind shouted angrily, and the rolling felling gas roared out, which was very terrible.
The ancient wind is full of powerful sword meaning, just like the Lingxiao sword, emitting peerless power.
The shirtless man was shocked back, and saw the ancient wind rushing forward. He couldn't help shaking his heart, and there was a trace of cowardice in his eyes.
The ghost steps of life and death are displayed. The ancient wind's body is as fast as lightning at this time. In a moment, it appears next to the shirtless man. The fist containing the power of eight wasteland's palm also blows heavily at his chest.
Feeling the terrible power on the fist, the shirtless man's eyes finally showed the color of fear and shouted at Wu Xiu not far away: ”help me.”
”Dead.”
A roar came out, and a fierce spirit hit behind the ancient wind, smashing him on the back with overbearing strength. Gu Feng's face changed. If he continued to attack, he would be attacked by this fierce force.
His body escaped the attack in a very strange way, but this slight delay also made the shirtless man escape his attack.
”Thanks a lot.” the shirtless man looked pale and looked at the middle-aged man beside him.
”Hum.” the middle-aged man snorted coldly, obviously not very happy to save him.
”This boy is a little strange. We'd better be careful,” said the shirtless man, who had seen the power of ancient customs. He has suffered a great loss and lost an arm because he despised his enemy.
”Don't leave your hands, let's attack together.” the pure body seven heavy territory Wu Xiu roared and took the lead in attacking the ancient wind.
Others looked at each other and attacked the ancient wind. Who says that it's too bad for them to surround and kill a teenager in the six or seven levels of quintessence, but it's nothing to become a king and defeat an enemy.