Chapter 1263 (1/2)

Chu Feng's fist is as grand as heaven. Each fist is golden. Li chentian can't resist. He was beaten and bled in his seven orifices, and there are some blood holes in his body.

This kind of fist seal is too strong. Each shot is accompanied by Dao Ming, and all kinds of visions bloom. There are dragon singing and tiger howling, thunder one after another, and the scenes of gods lying on corpses and blood flow void.

However, in the golden light of his fist print, some of those terrible scenes were hidden.

The fist meaning is unparalleled, and the wonderful skill is invincible!

Chu Feng followed up and punched out again and again.

Li chentian roared, his hair was disheveled, and there were six or seven blood holes in his body. He was pierced and couldn't defend at all.

Even Chu Feng himself was surprised. He was surprised that a gray grinding plate condensed in his hands and engraved with the golden symbol was so terrible.

In particular, it seems to reproduce the scene in the bright dead city, with countless corpses of all ethnic groups floating in the boundless golden light.

The gods lay on the corpses and the sky shed blood. Although they are all visions, they are similar to the massive corpses seen in the bright dead city.

Chu Feng moved. Did he deduce the breath of the huge and rough stone grinding plate in the bright dead city?!

”Cao de!”

Li chentian roared, struggled to stabilize his body, and then instantly spilled blood through his pores, burned his potential, and rushed frantically towards Chu Feng to fight to the death.

Vigorous energy surges, the dark holy land is boundless, covering the battlefield. He is like a overlord who is not willing to fail, breaking through reincarnation and returning!

His demonic flame is towering, and the dark energy is like a surging wave on the shore, like the riprap through the air, drowning a large area of the battlefield. He fought to the death.

Unfortunately, it was still useless. Chu's atmosphere swallowed thousands of miles and was unstoppable. When he opened his mouth and roared, all the black clouds pressed into the air were scattered, revealing the bright future.

He hit it with a fist, the light rushed into the sky and covered the battlefield, as if he could suppress all the enemies in the world!

Boom!

This time, Li Shen was very miserable. The whole man flew obliquely. His body was full of cracks. The red gold armor was exploding, and his whole body was covered with blood.

The armor worn by Wu madman in his youth was split and melted into dozens of armor. In front of him is one of them, with incomparably terrible magic.

If it had not been for it, Chu Feng's crazy state would be enough to explode Li chentian and destroy both form and spirit.

After he smelted the gray material, he engraved the golden symbol on the small grinding plate, which combined with his hands. It was like destroying the withered and decadent. He restrained and crushed the first stage of time art.

Now he has really stepped into a brave and unparalleled situation, invincible!

Boom!

Even if he smelted some metal of Wu lunatic's armor, Li chentian's battle clothes still couldn't bear it.

Originally, several big holes have been made in this layer of armor, but now it will burst.

After another blow from Chu Feng, the fist light surged to the sky and shook the battlefield. The armor gave out a crystal and bright light, completely disintegrated, and then exploded with a bang.

When the remnant armor related to the Wu madman exploded, Li chentian naturally experienced a death robbery. It hurt him too much and his body was being torn.

His right leg was torn from the root of his thigh, his left half of his body was missing by a third, his right forearm was broken, his chest collapsed, and blood flowed from the center of his eyebrows.

Li chentian suffered a heavy blow and was hit by Chu Feng. He was about to go to the end of his life!

Under Chu Feng's fist intention, no regeneration or Nirvana method works. His palm coincides with the gray small grinding plate to kill all enemies and restrain the wonderful art of the heavens!

The whole battlefield is quiet. The descendant of the Wu madman series was blasted?!

This achievement shocked everyone. A great saint, a mythical creature, was blasted by people and fell into a desperate situation.

Then, the battlefield was noisy, and countless young people shouted. There was a lot of noise, especially the war blood of the young people in Yongzhou camp.

The whole vast battlefield was full of voices, and all kinds of voices were intertwined, drowning the world.

The people of the three camps can't be calm when hunting with the big flag. Many people in zhanzhou in the South have uncertain faces. The descendants of the Wu madman series have lost?

”I'll ask you if you don't accept it. If you don't accept it, call you dad!”

At the underground dark organization, the young mangniu sat on his father's neck, excited and excited, took a hard sip of a carrot cigar, then threw it on the ground and laughed there.

”Young lady, this man is really a great devil. His earlier purity and kindness covered up this ferocity, which is very dangerous!”

An old servant reported to the Zhou family.

Zhou Xi smiled and said nothing.

At the Yaxian family, yingxiaoxiao's waist length silver long hair was glittering and shining. She was very happy and excited. She clapped her hands and cheered.

Her brother quickly stopped her with a black face and reminded her that the Yaxian family and the Wu madman are both on the side of zhanzhou in the south. At present, they belong to the same camp.

Suddenly, many people made a startling cry, because there were changes on the battlefield, which made people creepy.

Among the broken armor, bursts of black light rose from the ground and from the fragments, forming a vague figure on the battlefield.

He seems to devour all the light, making people palpitating and frightening.