Chapter 904 (2/2)

When the two collided, Lei Hu was blown back, and his powerful force rushed into his body, making his blood churn constantly. But his flesh was strong, and the power did not do much harm to him.

”It really hurts.” Lei Hu grinned.

Wu Xiu, the seven heavy soul forging realm opposite, looked a little ugly. Just now he hit each other. Although he blew Lei Hu away, his arm was also sore. Lei Hu's physical strength was so strong that he almost broke his fist.

”Hum, some doorways are coming.” the seven heavy Wu Xiu of soul forging territory snorted coldly, his spiritual power gushed, and the galaxy surrounded him and rushed towards Lei Hu.

”Tiger spirit”

Thunder Tiger roared. There was a divine pattern on his forehead. It was a tiger pattern. At the moment when the tiger pattern appeared, his body also exuded a tyrannical momentum and collided with the seven heavy martial arts cultivation of the soul forging realm.

At the beginning of the war here, Lin Fan's face was a little gloomy. He didn't expect that a six heavy boy in the soul forging realm was so difficult to deal with, and he was still a body refiner.

”Go, kill them.” Lin Fan waved his palm and rushed towards Wu Hao.

His eyes swept over the three of Wu Hao. Finally, his eyes fell on the ancient style. Looking at the thin appearance of the ancient style, it should not be very strong.

”Boy, die.” Lin Fan roared. A bloody long gun appeared in his hand. The long gun trembled, filled with blood and cold. The long gun rushed towards the ancient wind like a blood python.

”Idiot.”

Wu Hao looked at Lin Fan and took the initiative to attack the ancient style. The corners of his mouth were pulled with an imperceptible sneer. Without the eight cultivation accomplishments of soul forging realm, the perversion of ancient wind is looking for abuse.

In the distance, Lin Hao looked at the sneer on Wu Hao's face, frowned slightly, then looked at the ancient style, and found that he had no action, but he had a bad hunch in his heart. However, he couldn't figure out what ability a boy with six levels of soul forging state had to make Wu Hao show such an expression.

Lin Fan's spear was in his hand and his hand was powerful. The spear turned into a blood awn shape and made a sharp roar. Blood flashed and stabbed the ancient wind's throat.

”Go to hell.”

Looking at the ancient style of support, Lin Fan flashed a blood thirsty excitement in his eyes and shouted in a low voice. He seemed to have seen the ancient wind's neck pierced by a long gun and blood gushing wildly. He was inexplicably excited at the thought of that scene.

Just when the long gun was about to stab Gu Feng's neck, Gu Feng raised his arm, poked out his right hand, and directly grabbed the bloody long gun in his hand.

”Hiss”

The scream of sharp pain came, and the shape of the blood Python collapsed directly, turned into a blood awn and disappeared.