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The drought and flood finally countered,
At the moment when the ice was broken, the black nails in the hands of the marmot suddenly broke away from his fingers, like a strong flying sword flying sword, and shot at a very smashing angle toward Hanfei.
"The method of a handful of hidden weapons, this drought has really opened up the wisdom, and even learned these techniques of attack and kill, it is really rare," Chen Feng saw from afar, and his heart was shocked.
More shocking than Chen Feng, but also a few cold,
The only thing that must win is a sudden reversal. Instead, he has to suffer from the strong counterattack of the other side.
The ten nails of the marmots are like the ten swords that are not weaker than the general tops. The ten handles are all in awesome, and the power is so amazing. Han Fei asks himself to be a strong fairy, but he can’t resist it with his body. The attack of the Shangpindi sect, after all, he is a human monk, not a drought,
"This drought is not a different kind of disease. It is not only invulnerable, but also has such a subtle hidden weapon." Han Fei thought coldly: "It’s just that you want to turn defeat into victory, it’s a dream."
As soon as the mind was moving, a glamorous treasure suddenly appeared on the surface, emitting a burst of blue-violet light.
"Sinjia," Chen Feng looked stunned: "Sure enough, as a leader of strength, no one is simple, this Han Fei, even the most difficult to refine the fairy, do not know what the quality of this fairy, If it is also a fairy, this Hanfei can almost be invincible!"
Chen Feng was secretly scared, and he was so unknowing that his palms were wet.
If the drought has killed Han Fei, Chen Feng suddenly broke into the Tiandan Xianfu when he did not respond to the drought. At least 50% of the chance to escape his life, but if the drought is lost, in front of Han Fei, Chen Feng The chance of escaping from life is even smaller. Even if he is lucky, he will be thrown into the Tiandan Xianfu. It will also expose the Tiandan Xianfu completely, and it will not be worth the candle.
On the other side, I only listened to the "squeaky" sound, and Han Fei’s figure could not stop moving back.
I saw that the hand and nail of the martyr’s sister had penetrated the sage of Han Fei at the moment, and stabbed in the body of Han Fei, but with a layer of sage, these nails were not deep, but only Can pierce the flesh of the cold,
"It seems that this sage is only the level of the fairy, but it is a pity that the offensive opportunities that the droughts and droughts have easily created are so lost in vain."
Chen Feng’s heart regretted that,
At this moment, I heard Han Fei suddenly exclaimed: "This fingernail is poisonous,"
Chen Feng hurriedly looked away, but he saw a black gas that had already floated on Han Fei’s face, showing how strong the poison on the nail was.
On the other hand, the drought and flood did not give Hufei a chance to breathe. A pair of iron palms flew around and attacked the latter.
Although the nails are missing, the palms of the marmot are like two hammers. The power is extremely fast, and it is extremely terrifying. Han Fei’s left-handed flash in the attack of the drought and flood, like a green leaf in the wind, like It will be fragmented at any time."This battle, the winners and losers are not known," Chen Feng Ling Shen suddenly a hot, a sense of enlightenment is hitting the heart, this kind of enlightenment, extremely mysterious, can not tell the truth is not clear, although Chen Feng's vision at the moment I still can't see the ending of the two men's battles, but at this moment he just knows that this battle is unpredictable.
"Oh, this is not the ability of the spirit," Chen Feng thought in his heart, but was attracted to the battle in front of him.
"Oh, no, the black gas on Han Fei's face is fading away. It is obviously suppressed by Han Fei." Chen Feng observed the place very carefully and instantly discovered the change of Han Fei: "Next, Han Fei should fight back. ,"
Sure enough, Chen Feng’s thoughts just rose, but he saw Han Fei suddenly shouting: “You are a ghost, don’t think that you can get me with some corpse poison. I’ve already suppressed the corpse poison for a while, then you give I am going to die,"
In the hands of Han Fei, the flying swords of the celestial scorpion are like a meteor slashing. The sharpness of the end is very sharp. The slashing edge of the sword is chilling, as if the sky is frozen.
"It is the attribute kendo," Chen Feng gaze: "The attribute of the ice nature of the kendo,"
Although the drought and flood were not afraid of the sharpness of the fairy, but the coldness made his movements slow, and gradually, he gradually indulged in the cold sword created by Han Fei.
"Hey, dying under my mysterious ice sword, it is also your blessing," Han Fei smiled coldly, and the flying sword suddenly shook, turning out the sword.
This full-day sword shadow, under the shadow of the ice sword, is like a goose snow, slowly falling,
"hiss,,"
"hiss,,"
Gradually, the surface of the marmot has a scar.
In the extremely cold, many hard objects will become more fragile, and the flesh is such a presence. In the cold, the physical toughness of the marmot becomes weak, and finally the attack of Han Fei is broken.
"Roar,,"
The drought and the left eye flashed again, and the calmness in the bloody eyes finally disappeared. Instead, it was a huge panic.
This time, Chen Feng did not see other emotions.
"This drought is a poor job," Chen Feng sighed for a long time, then closed his eyes, as if he could not bear to watch the dryness,
"Roar,,"
The drought and the ravages struggled to get rid of the shackles of the cold ice sword. The longer the time in this sword, the more likely he is to survive.
The action of the marmot is getting slower and slower. In the end, it’s like the old man walking, although steady
Jian, but still a lot less flexibility, his body, but also all over the body, the green blood can not stop flowing,
"So, let's stop here," Han Fei suddenly snorted, and Jianguang took a bunch and turned it into a slap, and went.
"Roar,,"
In the face of this fatal blow, the bloody eyes of the marmots also raised a madness, dying struggle, the most terrible,
I saw his double mastering fists, slamming out with the momentum of the trip, but was suppressed a lot of droughts and floods, this fist is insignificant in front of Han Fei’s sword,The last blow, two points of life and death, if it is normal, the outcome is no doubt, Han Feisheng, drought and death,
However, at this moment, Chen Feng’s closed eyes suddenly rounded, and two gods shone.
"Hey,,"
Just listening to a shocking sound of the tiger's whistle, the world is a trembling,
"Tiger screams,"
Chen Feng’s practice of this spirit has not been used since it was practiced, and it has been turned into a thunderous magic sound, and it has roared toward the cold.
This blow is not only a drought, but Chen Feng is also fighting.
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