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176. Pentaprism Shows off its Power 2

Han Wan gritted his teeth and stayed away. [ ] As soon as he left, the pentaprism in Ye Ning's hand immediately emitted a stream of light, and twenty-five kinds of formations came out, turning into whirlpools, surrounding the huge palm.

Sharp, spectroscopic, scorching, piercing, quick slashing!

Entanglement, tripping, weakness, flaw, absorption!

Moisten the cold, bring back the light, be eye-catching, invisible, **!

The flames rise, the black sun burns, the sky burns, and the sea boils!

Solid, lithified, evasive, nourishing, stone shield!

At this time, Ye Ning's whole body was wrapped in golden rocks, turning into a golden man. The abundant spiritual energy spread out in all directions, forcing the eight people in Huang Maple Valley to retreat continuously. Golden light, sea of ​​fire, ice... kept coming.

Hitting the huge palm. However, no matter how strong the wind was, I remained unmoved. My palm was like an unbreakable mountain, firmly protecting the eight juniors in Huang Maple Valley. Ye Ning roared again and again, and performed various hand seals with his hands, using various techniques of disillusionment.

It was printed out, turned into a ball of halo, and hit the giant palm.

Leng Peiran was shocked when she saw it. She knew very well who the person was. Although he only had the cultivation of the peak of a sage, many sages were unwilling to make enemies easily. He was Feng Feiyang, the elder of the Yellow Maple Valley.

The tall man is his descendant. This man was already at the peak of the sage a hundred years ago. Due to his spiritual roots, he has been unable to make any progress. This has led to his extremely extreme personality and has caused many other monks to practice.

The skills he dares to practice are so fierce that they are so fierce. This person is known as the number one sage in You Country. He has never been defeated in the past hundred years!

"Junior! Seeking death!" The voice became lower and lower, and he was already very close.

Ye Ning was a little surprised when he saw that many attacks could not break the huge palms. In fact, if he knew the origin of these huge palms, he would not be surprised. The huge palms were used by Feng Feiyang by chance.

The obtained saint bones are refined and are considered top-quality treasures. What is the concept of saint bones? Each section is a priceless treasure. If refined properly, it can even produce a holy weapon! Although the pentaprism is a heaven-defying magic weapon, it contains the perfect power of the five elements.

, can exert five times the power, but after all, it is just a top-quality magic weapon and the distance between it and the huge palm is too large.

"Hmph!" Ye Ning shouted coldly and said: "Sharp Burning Sting Slash!" This is his special skill and his strongest attack method. If he still can't split the huge palm, he has no choice but to escape.

However, he was not worried at all. With such a big movement, the elders in the sect must have been alerted, and they might be hiding somewhere to take a peek.

The light of the pentaprism converged, as if it was gathering strength. In an instant, a slender but dazzling light shot out from the mirror. The moment it crossed the mirror, the light divided into thousands of rays, piercing towards the huge palm like a rain of needles.

.The speed of the rain of needles is strange, so fast, it is not flying, but jumping, as if teleporting, jumping irregularly. What is even stranger is that a burning spark blooms from the tail of each small needle,

It even accelerated the speed of needle rain.

This is the sharp burning stab!

Most of the thousands of needles raining are illusions, but only one is real, a blow that gathers all the power of the pentaprism. Although the needle looks like light, it has condensed into an entity. Even if it is the peak of a sage, facing

I don't dare to force this needle.

The palm is so huge that it is difficult to dodge. Besides, even if he could dodge, Feng Feiyang would not dare. Otherwise, the eight Huang Maple Valley disciples protected by the palm will only die!

"bite--"

With a very pleasant sound, thousands of needles disappeared, but only one penetrated the inside of the huge palm and exploded into a spark. The exquisite treasure, the saint's bones, did not explode a big hole! Spiritual energy overflowed.

"Ah -" Feng Feiyang screamed wildly, and a figure fell onto the platform with a "swish" sound. Looking at the huge palm with white bones exposed, he felt heartbroken and hurriedly raised his hand to call back. "Boy, you have to pay the price!"

After saying that, he took out a flying sword and struck at Ye Ning like lightning and thunder!

The flying sword made a thunderous sound - it was the sound of tearing the air too fast - and in the blink of an eye, it shattered the thick rock surrounding Ye Ning's body.
Chapter completed!
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