Commanding Wind and Cloud

The warhammer in Qian Jin's hand was just thrown out because of the rescue of Fentu Kuangge, but he couldn't dodge it when he saw the punch, and behind him was the back of Dufengbuer!

A huge black elemental fighting spirit rises from behind Joka, with the same black flames burning all over his body. He punches Qian Jin's head with a punch, and strikes from two directions at the same time, without giving Qian Jin any space or way to dodge.

"Super Void Soul!"

The three fighting spirits of vigor exploded in an instant, and the Super Void Soul Seal that had been copied back to the third fighting heart not long ago exploded in an instant. It was still wriggling as if it was about to form a real form, similar to the demonic shape of the Void Fighting Soul, and punched Qiaoka's elemental fighting spirit fiercely.

Beng Beng... The fighting spirit and fighting spirit collided, and the flames of Joka's elemental fighting spirit suddenly weakened in an instant, as if the flames on his arms were frozen.

Conjoined soul fighting! Joka's chest seemed to be hit by a heavy hammer, and his fist shook slightly, and turned into a straight spear again, piercing his vigorous forehead, and the black flame seemed to swallow the sky and destroy the earth.

This is the opponent of the bloodline strength fighting soul level! Even if the three fighting hearts do not have a real upper hand, they can only fight against each other with explosive fighting skills! Qian Jin sighed again in his heart, what a frightening gap this big gap is, the fighting skill of Fengyun Golden Body Armor wrapped his right hand, and the frost of Bingyan Fighting Qi was hidden in it, and he met the punching fist without giving in.

Bumble... Clang...

The fists intersected and made a metal-like impact. Qiaoka felt that the fist was about to shatter. The surprise in his heart was many times greater than the demons fighting around. He was the king of the four elements.

more important! My own flame can't hurt the opponent at all! On the contrary, there is a sign of being extinguished by the other party.

How can this be? I'm a soul-fighting master! And it's still a level five fighting spirit!

It is also a fifth-level fighting spirit! The fifth-level fighting spirit of the ultimate bloodline is even more powerful, and Qiaoka instantly punched dozens of punches against Qi Jin, the more shocked he was, the more surprised he became.

At first, this opponent should be similar to me, with the same pain and injury! But with the passage of time, every time this opponent confronts, it seems that he can recover a certain amount of injuries, and gradually it seems that the opponent has gained a little upper hand!

Can you quickly recover from injuries in battle? Joka couldn't help being unbelievably surprised, panicked for a moment, and the vigorous fist almost flew past his cheek. The icy frost made half of his face feel paralyzed by freezing, and the hair on his head even burned.

The Frostfall of Ice Flame Dou Qi is still a burning cold flame, maintaining the burning ability that the flame should have.

Joka was really angry at the momentary disadvantage, who is he? The blood demon warrior of the older generation of elemental kings had been hiding in the soil just now, and wanted to make a sneak attack, but found that this opponent had not been attacked at all. It seemed that his disguise had been seen through, and now he seemed to be at a disadvantage in the confrontation.

ah! Another demon warrior screamed. Joka was not distracted, but he also knew that the dead demon was his side.

We can't continue fighting like this! A trace of determination flashed across Joka's pupils, and a fighting seal contained in the fighting spirit suddenly exploded! The power of the violent fighting skills and order is like the power of the stars falling from the sky. The burning black flame is like a fire poured with kerosene. It evaporates with terrible firepower in an instant, and the air makes a creaking sound when it burns.

"[Burning Star] Ah! Burn it for me!"

Joka found that the mixed-blood demon was getting stronger and stronger, as if he could improve his own strength during the battle, and no one knew what would happen if this continued. The magic weapon on the chest, which can instantly improve the strength of magic warriors and fighters, will instantly increase the combat power after use, but this kind of consumption is terrible.

It can only be improved in a short period of time, and if the time is prolonged a little, it will appear unstoppable fatigue.

Level six fighting spirit! Joka took out the life-saving means to fight against enemies stronger than himself, and in an instant he felt the pressure of the surrounding air suddenly increased!

That is not gravity, but a kind of momentum! Joka is desperate!

hide? Can't hide! Behind him is the back that is broken by the wind, squatting with both feet and taking a deep breath into the lungs, his eyes are narrowed into a thin line, and the unrelenting cold light flashes in the pupils again and again. Hoarfrost.

In the next moment, the water vapor that condensed into hoarfrost was completely evaporated into finer water vapor by the combustion of the ice flame fighting spirit, and there was a sound in the air, as if the thin layer of ice was suddenly crushed by some gravity.

In the moment of life and death, the state of energy and mentality has reached its limit, and the slashed palm is like a long river in the setting sun, and it is also like a river flowing endlessly, flooding fertile fields, destroying villages, and rushing to the long dike for thousands of years!

The fourth hammer of Shengfeng's eighteen hammers! Finish! Instantly! I felt this blow with vigor, this blow has never been smoother, and the fourth hammer of Shengfeng Eighteen Hammers, which has never been practiced, was not practiced in the endless world, but on the land of the demons!

The momentum of the blow, which was like a palm like a hammer, suddenly increased, and Joka suddenly felt that he could not grasp the existence of his opponent.

boom! The black and white flame fighting energy collided and shot at each other. Joka's body trembled suddenly, his knees swayed and he barely stood still. The swaying arms instinctively flipped and bombarded again, only to find that the second blow of the drive, which was like a palm and a hammer, had come in front of him.

faster than me? How can this be? Joka didn't have time to think about the shock, and met the fourth hammer of the eighteenth hammer against the energetic Shengfeng again.

boom! boom! boom! boom……

The two palms clashed in rapid succession, the two extreme flame fighting qi collided, and at some point it became three, the fire breath of the heart of earth fire was mixed with the ice flame fighting energy and sprayed out together.

One palm, two palms... three palms... five palms... ten palms...

The more energy hits his heart, the more he feels an indescribable joy, his arm hurts incomparably under the tyrannical impact of the opponent, the power of the sixth-level fighting spirit has reached the point of terror, but the spirit has an indescribable joy under this situation.

Comfortable, carefree!

In an instant, an indescribable feeling fell on Qian Jin. The four hammers of Shengfeng Eighteen Hammers were perfectly integrated, as if they were real hammers.

What the hell is going on here? Joka felt an indescribable discomfort. Even though his fighting spirit power surpassed that of his opponent, he always had the feeling that he couldn't really fully release his strength. Whenever he used 60% of his strength and was about to explode, he was suppressed by the opponent's hammer.

Obviously, this kind of attack that looks like a palm does not have the kind of quickness that dazzles the magic eye, and even its attack route can be seen very clearly, but it does not have any time to counterattack, but it will make the opponent more and more tired of defending!

Sixty percent of the explosive strength is now suppressed to close to only fifty percent.

What's even more frightening is not just the palm-like hammer-like attack, but also the aura... the indescribable oppression that the devil is facing, as if he is facing not a human being, but a long river breaking its embankment!

A steady stream of rising peak eighteen hammers came, one after another, pressing down firmly and accurately. This momentum of going forward and never retreating infected everyone for a few weeks. In the blink of an eye, there was another scream, and Fentu Kuangge kicked in the chest desperately, directly wringing the opponent's neck.

"Joka!" Lucifer Zhifeng wanted to stabilize the violent magic element, and at the same time propped up the magic shield, and was pierced again by Chekfleet's destructive magic eye. He could only watch the battlefield roar again angrily: "Are you so afraid of death?"

"fear death?"

Joka's body trembled violently, a strong and tragic taste of determination suddenly burst out in his eyes, and the fighting spirit burst out instantly shattered!

This is not a broken piece that can be reassembled after being broken! But really broken! Anyone can feel that it is broken that cannot be recovered, just like a porcelain doll that fell to the ground and was completely shattered, and it cannot be glued together again, which is a reason.

The shattered fighting spirit power did not dissipate, but turned into countless dust-like existences, entered Joka's body, and bursts of strong power began to explode outward.

A tenth of the time when a flash of lightning flashed across the sky, 50% of the power formed by the shattered fighting spirit had already entered Joka's body, and the remaining 50% was also fused into his body at an extremely fast speed.

not good! Lucifer Liushui's heart was beating wildly, this Joka took out everything he had in the future as a magic warrior, and his fighting spirit was burning!

Once the fighting soul is burned, it is far more terrifying than the bursting of the fighting seal in the fighting heart! That is to blow up all the fighting marks in the fighting soul at once, and then completely burn the fighting soul... Even the holy and strong will not fight him head-on.

This is a desperate attack that takes life and bets everything to win!

"Hide quickly..."

Joka listened to the cry of Lucifer's running water, with a cold smile on the corner of his lips, want to hide now? It's too late! Wait... what is that... what's going on...?

"The devouring of Hydra's bloodline! Swallow it for me!"

Duanfeng Buer knocked back the opponent with one blow, and suddenly raised his palm, a black hole the size of a baby's fist appeared in the palm, it was like a whirlpool in the sea, frantically devouring the remaining 50% of the power of the fighting spirit dust in the air!