What is unlucky and what is sadness?

Jia Ming was spraying blood on his mouth and staring at him, not responding at all.

All he knew was that as soon as he rushed over, the power on his body suddenly disappeared.

It was like a region without any power suddenly appeared between heaven and earth. As soon as you rushed in, the energy on your body suddenly disappeared.

Then Feng Xiaoqi's fist fell down.

The power in the fist is also unexpectedly strong.

Like a mountain collapse, like a tsunami. The overwhelming force immediately smashed Jia Ming's whole body and blood sank on his chest.

He wanted to hide, but found that his strength could not be used.

He wanted to block it, but he found that the fist that Feng Xiaoxiao's rest was like rain, and he couldn't stop any punch at all.

The crisp sound of bones breaking sounded one after another.

Seeing that Jia Ming was about to be beaten to death on the spot, suddenly, a strong light flashed on Jia Ming's body, and a formation forced Jia Ming away.

At the same time, a large formation blocked Feng Xiaoqi's fist.

This was obviously the magic trick of the Qi Refiner. At the critical moment, his magic weapon saved his life.

Puff! Puff!

Jia Ming gushed blood, and no one on his body was intact.

This is different from what he originally imagined, why is this "Shen Huo Emperor" so strong?

Such methods have surpassed Zuo Yundong who had just fought against Lu Fan.

Even Zuo Yundong, who was holding the Yan Luo Sword, seemed unable to compare with the person in front of him.

"Strange!"

Jia Ming gritted his teeth and said.

Faced with such a magical method as Feng Xiaoxiao, all he could think of was these two words.

And above the rainbow bridge, the Three Saints' face suddenly became extremely shocked.

"What did I see? This kid actually practiced Dao Die!"

The Chaos Martial Saint was the first to speak, and his face suddenly sank. Looking at Feng Xiaojian, he showed murderous intent as if he had seen an enemy.

Compared to Jia Ming pretending to be Lu Fan's identity, his murderous intent is even more powerful.

"The remnants of Jiuxiao Sect!"

The eyes of the Huanyu Tiansheng also became cold.

Even as the Three Saints, they still have no mastery of such a despicable martial art.

In the whole world, only the Jiuxiao Gate, which has disappeared in the long river of history, has this method.

Qian Sheng from Bafang sighed and said, "The wildfire cannot be burned out, and the spring breeze will regenerate. I knew that it is unlikely that a huge sect would completely eradicate it. Daozangjuan's Dao Die actually inherited someone. So what about the palm of Qizangjuan's palm? What about Musashi Juan's divine power?"

After saying that, Qian Sheng from Bafang took a deep look at the Heavenly Saint of the World and the Chaos Martial Saint.

The Chaos Martial Saint snorted coldly and said, "Why? Old Ghost in Bafang, do you regret it? At the beginning, you gained a lot of benefits. Now even if you want to vomit, you can't spit it out."

Qian Sheng from Bafang said: "What's the use of regret? Even people like us who have the Heavenly Dao of Hands can make everything happen again? I just want to tell you that if you see the Dao Destruction today, you may see the Heavenly Dao again tomorrow. If one day even the power of God comes out, what should I do?"

The Tiansheng of the Universe said slowly: "The power of the divine will not come out, it will never come out!"

After saying that, the Heavenly Saint of the World took a nap in the wind and cast a deep look.

On the floating island, Feng Xiaoxiao finally picked up his square inch sword. He cut the formation that blocked him into pieces with one sword.

At this time, Jia Ming barely stood up.

In other words, he also has an immortal body, otherwise he would have died on the spot.

After finally recovering a little, Jia Ming's face was pale and quickly set aside with Feng Xiaoshou.

As a warrior, Jia Ming didn't dare to get close to Feng Xiaoqi again, which was enough to show that he was really scared by Feng Xiaoqi's strange power.

Below, among the crowd.

Lu Fan also narrowed his eyes slightly. Feng Xiaojian's move was really powerful.

This is the first time he has seen this magical martial art.

It felt that it seemed to be more direct than his qi suppression.

Moreover, what Feng Xiaoxiao just said was obviously coming to him.

Lu Fan smiled slightly on the corner of his mouth. Feng Xiaojian was so strong that he would fight him again.

What does this mean?

I'm afraid it's not just the dissatisfaction after the War in Wu'anguo.

Lu Fan remembered and remembered the expression of the fat man Dongshengdong next to him when he saw the wind in Sijie Mountain.

It is probably related to the grudge between the Jiuxiao lineage and the Shenhuang lineage.

If it weren't for his surprise, maybe his master Wu Chen and Fatty Dong would be together now, waiting for them to fight!

Shaking his head, Lu Fan continued to look at the floating island.

Jia Ming had a long sword in front of him, ready to make a last-ditch effort.

The energy on his body condensed wildly, and the heaven and earth changed color accordingly, and a trace of the power of Tao was gathering like him.

The wind took a nap and walked towards Jia Ming, his steps were neither fast nor slow.

If you have a good eye, go and take a closer look at Feng Xiaoshou's feet.

Then he would be surprised to find that every time Feng Xiaoyan took a step, a stream of air spread out from the ground under his feet.

So much so that all the dust under your feet disappeared.

The clear foot prints are deeply printed on the ground, just like a painting.

There was no depression, nothing wrong with it. Feng Xiaoqiu's square inch sword in his hand did not even have any energy.

He was obviously not moving quickly, but everyone felt that he could not hide. It seemed that as long as the person who watched the wind snooze, the wind would feel like he was walking towards them.

Jia Ming shouted loudly and swung his sword again.

The powerful Gangjin power this time directly condensed into an extremely huge lightsaber.

It is more than a hundred feet long and aims directly at the sky.

The light shines, leading to the sky thunder.

"cut!"

Jia Ming suddenly fell down with a sword. This time he was reprimanding his killing attitude, as if success or failure was here.

But when Feng Xiaoqiu faced this move, he calmly raised the long sword in his hand.

Gently in the void!

Just a little bit, the whole world began to shake violently.

Like water, the ripples spread, and the power of shock even spread clearly to Lu Fan.

Lu Fan could feel all the power of heaven and earth, even the power of Tao, passing through his body like a wave.

Jia Ming's sword actually shook all the power. The sword light that Jia Ming had just fallen shattered directly.

With his mouth wide open, Jia Ming's palm was pressed against his waist.

No one knew that when the sword fell, he wanted to directly activate his magic weapon, release the power of double-teaming from the ground, and take a nap with a wind.

He only has this chance to reverse the situation.

But reality is always ruthless.

Feng Xiaojian's move eliminated all the power.

The magic trick that Jia Ming was about to release was strangled on his waist.

His eyes wide open, and he could only see Feng Xiaoxiaofei flying in front of him and stabbed his chest with a sword!

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