C761 (1/2)
At this time, the two strong men stood opposite each other, and the whole body of God Xi was constantly raging, tearing apart everything around, so that Qingniao and ajiu could not help but frown.
Whether it is Hongling or Feilian, it is hard for people to get close to them. This is because they did not wake up their strongest magic weapons, otherwise, they did not know what the consequences would be.
”Mr. Hong Ling, your temper seems not to be very popular! I think if you have a mind, you should change it. Otherwise, you may get into trouble because of it! ”
Feilian looked at Hong Ling with some displeasure. He did not pay attention to the God Xi that broke out in this man. He had not only seen but also killed many Taiyi deities in ancient times, so he did not feel any pressure.
”Don't worry, Mr. Feilian. People like me are really used to being free and loose. It's impossible to change my temperament. After all, I'm not as good as your excellency. If you come here at will, you can't be inferior to me!”
As for the so-called ancient wind god, Hong Ling did not intend to give any good face. Since the other party threatened to block himself here, why did he need to stick his hot face on his cold butt!
”Well, it's good for young people to have personality, but it's disgusting to regard ignorance and recklessness as cultivation. For example, I hate it very much!”
Feilian felt a little angry at Hong Ling's rude words. As an ancient god of wind, he never received such sarcasm. If he didn't teach this guy a lesson today, he really thought he was a bully!
”I'm sorry, I don't care about your likes and dislikes of me, and since your majesty is here to obstruct me, we are enemies, don't we? So do you think it is necessary for us to get too close to each other?”
She reaches out and grabs the Xianjian which is already in the awakening state. Hongling stares at Feilian coldly, and does not hide the huge evil spirit that rises from her body.
All of them have come to the fourteenth layer of hell. The so-called ancient wind God has to rush out to find fault and hope that he can stay here for a long time. Who does he think he is? Can he handle his own fate at will?
”In this way, Lord Hongling, are you destined to be the enemy of me? Have you thought about the consequences? ”
With his hand in the air, Feilian grabs a gust of wind into his palm. In his hand, he condenses a blue long gun, on which there is a dense metal streamer flashing, which makes a very violent wind rule suddenly emerge between heaven and earth.
He points the spear at Hongling, who holds the sword. Feilian raises his chin. His provocation is obvious, and there is a trace of banter in his eyes.
”Qingniao, ah Jiu, take you away from me first. I'd like to see what the Fengshen of ancient times can do!”
Holding a sword flower in her hand, Hong Ling suddenly mobilized the divine light in her body and made it circulate along the track of the nine turn Xuangong, making her breath soar to the extreme at this moment.
Bang, with the people leaving here, the matchless son's body is also a dark golden halo slowly emerged, immediately released the majestic Shenxi tsunami, so that the surrounding dust was lifted up.
Da, the white cloud boots stride in the air. Hong Ling does not wait for the opposite Feilian to take the first step. The man has burst out in front of him, and the sword in his hand turns into a blood rainbow and cuts it down.
As soon as his eyes congealed, Fei Lian quickly whirled the spear, and then stabbed it toward the sword rainbow falling on the sky. The majestic divine light in the palm of his palm pushed the Spear's edge to the extreme.
When the deafening sound of gold and iron sounds, there is a violent wind system law, full of strong dark gold sword meaning. Towards the void.
Fei Lian can use a shot to defuse Hong Ling's fierce sword. The whole person becomes dignified in an instant. He did not expect that the seemingly random attack of the matchless son of the world would make him feel inexplicable pressure.
From his resurrection to the present, although he has not yet recovered to the peak, even in the realm of Taiyi Shenjun, he has an invincible belief in Feilian. However, Hongling in front of him makes him doubt his combat power and even can't believe his eyes.
Looking down at the tiger mouth torn by Juli, Feilian's face is a little ugly, and the sharp pain comes into his mind from the bleeding wound, which makes the face of the ancient Fengshen very ugly.
”It's painful, isn't it! Maybe next, it will be more painful, maybe! ”
He took the long sword with a sword flower, and Hongling was ready to step on the air again. The man had already shot out with the sword, and the sword's edge was straight to Fei Lian's throat.
Hiss, the whistling Xianxian sword breaks through the air barrier, and instantly reflects into the pupil, making Feilian's face coagulate.
No one expected that Hong Ling's second strike would reach such a level. He seemed like a scarlet thunder, which instantly crossed the long void and appeared directly in front of Fei Lian.
It's too fast. This is Fei Lian's only idea at present. He only has time to cross the spear in his hand. He has already shot his toes into the air and retreated behind him.
Ding, the sharp point of the sword is on the barrel of the spear, which makes it instantly diffuse a series of subtle white marks, and then smashed into countless pieces of metal.The Xianxian sword, which had lost its block, was not only castrated at this time, but also stabbed at Feilian's throat. Its power was so powerful that the ancient Fengshen, who was used to fighting life and death, was also shocked.
Hum, a cold hum, Feilian quickly put his hands together quickly, instantly in the palm of a blue streamer, followed by the right palm flip hand shot.
Bang, a dull explosion reverberated between heaven and earth, and immediately a small gun tip against the Xianxian sword, which made Hongling's attack stop again and again.