Chapter 434 (1/2)

Yan Feihong just ridiculed, ”Wu Tong's four hundred years of children's Kung Fu, pure Yang like fire, high realm. Even if the little girl can master the magnetic sword technique, she can't stop it... ”

The voice also declined, saw two fire dragons dissipated, disappeared, immediately is Chu Huoluo storm general counterattack.

The smoke flies the Hong language stops, the vegetable bitter beginning bows the head.

The difference of realm and the difference of natural moat are the golden rules that they understood at the beginning of martial arts practice. Their moves are inferior to people, their aptitude is inferior to them, and their application is inferior to them. There is nothing to be afraid of. As long as a person with a high level of realm has a heavy weight, they will be able to win.

This truth is basically the universal truth in the world of seven injuries.

Although this kind of thing happens occasionally, most of them have all kinds of preconditions, such as the injury of a higher level, or other forbidden reasons. However, the appearance of abandoned sword villa has overturned this principle.

Shen Zhenyi's own realm is hard to figure out, but his three female disciples have proved that the martial arts he taught has the ability of leapfrog challenges.

”What are their origins...”

At the beginning of plain bitter smile, frown and think hard.

”It is said that they have inherited canglan secret library, is it true?” Yan Feihong also got the news, and she laughed it off. Orc heart organization is also looking for canglan secret library. They don't believe that abandoning sword villa can be so easy to find.

”I used to think that someone was spreading rumors on purpose, but today I can't help but believe it when I see it with my own eyes.” Su Kuchu shakes his head. In addition to canglan secret library, where can there be such magic martial arts?

He pauses for a while, turns his head and hesitates to ask Yan Feihong.

”Do you think Will Wutong lose this game? ”

Originally, there was no need to ask such questions.

Now that he asked this question, he was no longer optimistic about Wu Tong. He only hoped Yan Feihong could give him a different answer.

Yan Feihong only sighed, ”I don't know.”

She really doesn't know.

Not only don't know if Wu Tong will lose, even if it is to himself Suddenly, I lost my confidence.

Yan Feihong remembers zining Jun's sword just now. In retrospect, he only felt that he was meticulous and steady, and did not look like a lower level than himself.

Her face was chilly.

Under the attack of the wind of yuanci, the martial arts boy in the field retreats. No matter what martial arts he uses, his light will be extinguished with a wave of his hand, and the hissing sound will turn into light smoke. This kind of helpless resistance is hopeless!

”What the hell is this?”

Wu Tong exclaimed, and immediately a fragment of yuanci flew into his mouth. The power of heaven and earth in his body was suddenly lax and disordered, which made him feel bored and nauseated and vomited blood in his mouth.

If it had not been for the four hundred years of Chunyang boy's skill and strong cultivation, I would have been slaughtered like a chicken.

As he retreated, he swore in secret, hoping that the yuan magnetic wind of Chu Huoluo could leave a gap, which would not last until he could not hold on to it.

It seems that God has responded to his prayer. Chu Huoluo breathes and returns. After forcing Wu Tong to withdraw more than 100 Zhang, the wind of yuanci stops temporarily.

Wu Tong immediately regained his vitality and sprang up. He cursed: ”are you finally out of strength? If you can suppress me for a while, how can you suppress me all my life? Look at me

He didn't dare to neglect him. He took out the skill of pressing the bottom of the box directly. In his roar, he saw nine golden dragons springing out of his palm, shaking his head and waving his teeth and claws, as if to tear the world apart.

”Jiuyang Hualong!”

For four hundred years, pure Yang Qi changed from the first yang to the second Yang, from the second yang to the third Yang, and so on until the ninth Yang reached its peak.

Nine Yang to the full, no way of catharsis, into a dragon, devouring the sun and the moon.