Chapter 519 (1/2)

Heaven and earth roared and purple clouds churned. More than a dozen purple thunder fell from the air with the power to break the world. The pressure and panic made everyone present tremble.

If those purple thunder hit them, they would have only one end, that is death.

”Boom”

Finally, under everyone's attention, those purple thunder fell on the bloody palmprints. When the purple thunder fell, the bloody lines on those palm prints glittered, and the blood gas churned out, breaking out a momentum, as if trying to stop all the purple thunder.

But all this is in vain. At the moment of contact, all those fingerprints were broken and disappeared in the void.

”How could it be?” seeing this scene, he couldn't help screaming. Although he didn't know what the hand bone was, it was absolutely powerful, but the palm print taken from the bone palm was defeated in an instant, which made him a little incredible.

However, the facts were in front of him, and he couldn't help believing them.

”Boom”

Purple thunder billowed in the sky, in which thunder snakes danced with terror.

Feeling the pressure, he turned pale. Looking at the ancient wind, he saw that his face was also a little pale. Obviously, the previous strong attack also made him consume a lot. But the pale face was cold, the corners of his mouth were filled with killing intention, and Yousen's eyes stared at him.

”Run.”

This is the idea in the heart of falling heaven. Looking at the ancient wind, he can feel the cold killing intention in his eyes. In particular, the purple thunder clouds in the sky made him feel great danger.

”Boy, it won't be over. Wait for me and I'll kill you.” the falling body twinkled and fled to the distance. His speed was so fast that he reached the entrance in the blink of an eye. Looking at several people standing at the entrance of the passage, he roared: ”get out.”

A palm fell, the palm print appeared and photographed the people. As soon as their faces changed, they quickly dodged, fell into the channel and disappeared.

At the entrance of the passage, those martial arts practitioners watched the falling sky disappear, but they still didn't reflect it. They were as strong as falling sky, and they were defeated by this young man called Gu Feng. Who is this man?

They looked at the ancient style, especially the purple sword in his hand, which was wrapped with purple thunder, and their hearts were moved.

Gu Feng didn't chase down the sky, but glanced at the martial arts practitioners standing at the entrance of the passage: ”guys, what are you still doing here?”

Although the words of ancient style are light, they have a cold meaning.

The faces of several people were stiff and looked at the ancient style with fear. At the moment, the ancient wind looked a little pale. It seemed that his arm holding the purple lightning sword was also shaking. There was a trace of blood spilling from the corners of his mouth. It was obvious that he had reached the limit. As long as they shot, they should be able to kill him easily.