(I'm a little dizzy, but I'm still in a bad state today. ☆→☆→,)

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Sure enough, it angered this person!

Feng Hengtian's expression and tone were both faint: "I am the direct inheritor, and Li Xuan is even the direct inheritor!" He called Li Xuan's name so that Tan Weiran could quickly understand, otherwise he might have to turn two or three turns to understand.

Feng Hengtian's speed was not slow at all. Instead, he took advantage of Tan Weiran's sudden outburst of emotions and suddenly accelerated. While his mouth was still not stopping, he kept saying: "I heard that Huangquan Dao is extremely annoyed to you and has the intention to destroy you. This strategic adjustment, Huangquan Dao will open up the battlefield of the Nine-Curve Sea. I expected that according to Huangquan Dao's temperament, 90% of them were chosen in the Dongwu Wilderness Realm..."

"As for speaking, I'm very curious, what did you do to Huang Quandao? You were hated and hated so much." Feng Hengtian laughed loudly, but unfortunately he laughed coldly, making people feel unhappy, but unexpectedly gave people a feeling of gloating.

If Feng Hengtian doesn't talk much, he will become vicious, but he can even make Tan Weiran more and more shocked and anxious.

If Huangquan Dao opened up a new battlefield of the Nine-Curve Sea, how precarious the situation of Dongji Kingdom and Tianxing Sect would be. It would be really bad if you could think of it with your knees... Thinking about it, worrying, you will inevitably be slow.

How could I get up quickly when I was distracted and thoughtful, and when I was messy, I immediately broke through the sword soul, and I was finally successfully broken through by Feng Hengtian.

With the cultivation of the two of them, if they were on land, a distance of only seven or eight hundred feet was nothing. Although they could not move so quickly, Feng Hengtian took the opportunity to speed up the left and right, and narrowed the distance between Tan Weiran like flying.

In just a short while, it was almost a hundred feet away. This was like a battle distance that could be far or close.

Near! A little closer! Feng Hengtian's face was expressionless and he was shuttled through the river. When Tan Weiran raised his hand, he used another sword technique to cross the sky, and Feng Hengtian felt a ray of coldness: "It's now! Take this move and I can enter the melee range."

He didn't think about the rest of the last step, and he didn't hesitate to take the sword with his defense...

Unfortunately, Feng Hengtian was wrong.

When the next breath came, Feng Hengtian also knew that he was wrong.

Tan Weiran suddenly smiled, and there was no trace of shock and anger left, there was still a little bit of impatience, and some were calm: "You were fooled!"

When Tan Weiran waved and swept the sword in his palm, Feng Hengtian's eyebrows thumped. He knew it would be bad.

It’s not the Bashi Sword, it’s the Nine Tribulation Thunder Sound!

It’s not ordinary, but 80% sword spirit!

The purple jumping at the tip of the sword expanded infinitely, wrapped in the momentum of crushing all directions, and determinedly locked in Feng Hengtian, and swearing to blow everything into powder.

Feng Hengtian had no choice but to escape, and the only thing he could do was to rush the true qi of the Dantian. In an extremely hasty situation, he blasted out a sword spirit, intending to compete with the power of this sword!

How powerful can you swing a knife in a hurry?

The lightning attacked the Blade Soul, as if the brilliant fireworks suddenly fired up. It hit him with a bang, and Feng Hengtian's face changed on the spot. The power of this attack was far beyond his expectations!

The power of ordinary sword souls often covers a certain range, so that it is difficult for the enemy to completely escape with their body skills. In this way, the power will inevitably be dispersed accordingly. Now if Feng Hengtian and others come to their homes, they will be given a sword at a close distance of less than a hundred feet.

It can be said that this sword is almost 89% of the greatest power of the Thunder Sound Sword Soul at the moment!

With Feng Hengtian, he prepared to take the next 300% Bashi Sword (for the sake of speed, he used less than 40% Bashi Sword Soul). The power is not at the same level. It is no exaggeration to say that not to mention Feng Hengtian, even Du Liu and others in the early stage of the Void Breaking. If you get this sword in the midst of the Void Breaking, you will never be able to escape without being able to escape without being able to do so.

The robes were broken into butterflies, and the light shield released by the defensive jade plaque was broken and destroyed.

Feng Hengtian's outstanding sixth-level golden body also fell apart in an instant.

It was like being swallowed by a purple thunder beast Zhang Ka's bloody mouth. In the blink of an eye, the beautiful dark golden inner armor appeared and was bombarded by the peak of the thunder and lightning sword soul, which had reached its peak, and the luster was dim and added with black marks.

After all, it didn't break the inner armor!

If Feng Hengtian was not a descendant of Feng Liancheng, the inner armor obtained was the eighth-level inner armor prepared by Feng Liancheng for him. I am afraid that this blow would be enough to take half of his life.

After all, Feng Hengtian's equipment was not worn for nothing. It could break his defense. This attack was successful. Tan Weiran was not disappointed, and moved forward slowly without rushing and laughed loudly: "Hahaha, Feng Hengtian, do you want to fight me in close combat to life and death? I will fulfill you!"

Feng Hengtian wanted to anger Tan Weiran, but unexpectedly, Tan Weiran was deceived by him, luring the enemy into deeper, and almost threatening his life.

I can't say that this idea of ​​angering Tan Weiran is wrong. Who doesn't have any reverse scales?

The key is that Feng Hengtian made a mistake. Tan Weiran was too clear about what he said about opening up a new battlefield. It was this new strategy that brought wars everywhere to the deserted world, sweeping the world, and sweeping away a lot of old forces and old orders.

Tan Weiran did not say that he could not ask for anything, nor did he worry about it. How could it be effective to use this to tease him and stimulate him?

Feng Hengtian suffered this loss and was still scared. He cursed out of control. What is the result of the decisive battle? Tan Weiran changed his previous attitude of not wanting to fight in close combat because his defense is almost completely broken except for the inner armor.

He actively seeks close combat, shows his urgency step by step, and does not give him the opportunity to wear defensive equipment.

Melee battle is what Feng Hengtian wants most. But when Tan Weiran is looking for melee battle, Feng Hengtian felt a little uneasy in his heart. He had the advantage of cultivation and the advantage of boxing spirit in his melee battle, which was invincible. Tan Weiran was really willing to choose melee battle in order to make his defense weak?

"No matter what you do, I will kill you!" Feng Hengtiansen roared coldly and his murderous intent was boiling.

Kill! Kill! Kill this mortal enemy, even if there are ghosts, it will be fine.

The battle has heated up from the beginning.

Fierce battles in the black and white galaxy, the true energy swells and drives the river water to boil. At first glance, it looks like two dragons turning over underwater. Every collision will blow up a bunch of water splashes and even form mysterious and beautiful water vapor.

Waste your hand against the White Tiger's World-Destroying Fist!

Bang bang bang! Bang bang! Bang splashes of water burst out, pushing the galaxy.

The fist souls are bombarded by each other, the white tiger is devouring, and the wasted time. Feng Hengtian's inner armor and Tan Weiran's golden body emit light, both of them, either strong or weak, to withstand each other's attacks again and again, but how long can it last if this continues?

Tan Weiran's use of the hand of wasting was becoming more and more proficient. The pace of the battle was fast and slow, and at the beginning was almost all within his personal control. Feng Hengtian had expected it when he chose melee and worked hard. However, his experience was worse than Tan Weiran, and he still lost the rhythm and was led by the nose. If it weren't for the hard power of fist and cultivation, he would probably not be evenly matched, but was suppressed and beaten.

The man and the woman who were floating down looked like they were in their forties before. When they looked at it, they seemed to be ten years older.
Chapter completed!