Chapter 543 (1/2)

Beiming split up and worked hard. Geng Hui's mouth was bleeding and his body fell backward.

Suddenly, there was a strange red thunder on his body. The fire and thunder seemed to be integrated into one. The sun was so strong that he could resist the terrible northern hell magic gun in front of him.

Beiming's eyes twinkled slightly.

Taking Geng Hui's move of Beiming separation, Nianchen, Feng Jingsheng and Guanli quickly exert all their strength and attack Beiming separation.

Geng Hui was beaten all over with thunder and fire. He vomited blood and retreated. Beiming suddenly turned around and ran into Feng Jingsheng's sword like lightning.

Feng Jingsheng's face changed slightly. Seeing that the sharp claws of Nianchen's blood dragon phase had been found behind Beiming's separation of Yan Zhaoge, the patriarch of Shiluo was aroused to be fierce.

He no longer retreats and dodges. He drives the Youluo white bone Sabre to the extreme and splits to the north.

”Death!” Beiming split up and sneered. He hit the blade with one fist, which made the blade deviate, and then the other hand attacked.

At this moment, Feng Jingsheng's arm seems to turn into an invincible spear. His ferocious and terrifying bone armor and bone spikes on his body are all broken.

Beiming split into boxing, arm a pick, open Feng Jingsheng's bone armor.

When Feng Jingsheng was horrified, Yan Zhaoge's Beiming split up and rose to the sky. It was dangerous to avoid the Dragon claws caught by Nian Chen behind him.

But before Feng Jingsheng could breathe a sigh of relief, Beiming suddenly raised his hand, with a long purple bow in his hand and thunder.

Superior spirit soldier, startle the dome bow!

Beiming separated into a bow, then released the bowstring, two flashes of golden blood lightning burst into the sky!

How powerful is wusheng's bow? Although the brigadier is average, one blood light smashes Feng Jingsheng's martial spirit completely first, and the other falls on his shoulder, smashing his shoulder and arm almost completely!

He looked down with difficulty and found that the two dragon fingertips were the ones that hurt him!

The two nine dragon fingers captured from Nian Chen were used as arrows by Yan Zhaoge, which instantly killed Feng Jingsheng, the leader of the clan of Shaluo, with only half of his life left.

Nian Chen was stunned for a moment. Huoran reached out and pulled out the Dragon fingertip from Feng Jingsheng. Then he hurried to find another one.

Feng Jingsheng's eyes and canthus are about to split, and he makes a miserable hum.

But his voice was covered by another heartrending scream. In the distance, Beiming separated himself and collected the shock bow. In the time when Nianchen didn't continue to pursue himself, he immediately jumped in front of Lingxi island.

Then I saw the great master of Lingxi Island, who let Beiming separate himself and tear the spirit of martial arts.

Nianchen wants to retrieve the two dragon fingertips again, but Beiming has already chased him quickly. The horrible Beiming magic gun hits Nianchen's head.

”Too much to deceive!” Nianchen can't help but roar, turn around and fight with Beiming.

He uses the method of blood dragon spitting beads to forcibly improve his strength, but this secret method, although it can make the martial arts' strength soar in a short time, will fall into weakness later, which is equal to overdraft his strength.

Now, the effect of blood dragon's spitting beads is disappearing. Nianchen is not even the opponent of Beiming. He is shocked to fly back.

Beiming grabs the palm of his hand in the air. He shoots a dragon fingertip as an arrow and returns to his hand.

Looking at Nianchen on the opposite side, Zhen Chongzhi grabs another dragon fingertip which is not easy to find in her hand. Yan Zhaoge chuckles, ”is it useful to take it back? Do you have enough fingers? ”

Nianchen was so angry that he shivered all over. Turning around, he saw Geng Hui, the leader of leihuang school. At this moment, he clearly gave up fighting with yanzhaoge and ran away.

The rest of Feng Jingsheng, Guan Li, the dead, the wounded.

Anger and hatred were still blazing, but there was despair and fear in Nian Chen's heart.

He let out a long, helpless roar.