Emperor of Taikoo

"boom!"

The space shattered, and the big red hands were solidified to the extreme. When the wild fingers approached, they rushed forward, grabbing them fiercely.

"Crush me!" Li Qingfeng drank coldly.

"Click!"

A clear sound came out, and a trace of cracks appeared on the red big hand, which made Li Qingfeng's face stagnate and his pupils shrank!

"broken!"

Lu Chen spit out the word coldly, and the wildness pointed to a sudden increase in power. In an instant, the red big hand light dimmed, and then shattered open. After crushing the red big hand, the wild hand pointed forward and suppressed to Li Qingfeng.

Everyone in the audience saw this scene, and their hearts were shocked and shattered. Li Qingfeng tried his best to spare all the red hands of the waves and was crushed by Lu Chen.

Compared with the people under the stage, Li Qingfeng's heart was shocked and his face was very embarrassed. He underestimated Lu Chen and thought that he used Cultivation to crush the latter.

Looking at the wild fingers that roared, Li Qingfeng took a deep breath, immediately clenched his teeth, his hands were twisted, the internal force roared, the majestic red elemental force spewed out, and he madly greeted the wild finger. .

"boom!!!"

The red sea-like Yuan Li and the wild fingers collided fiercely, erupting into a brilliant wave, and the violent Yuan Li swept madly, flooding every corner of the Baizhantai.

Without the protection of the formation, the Battle of One Hundred Battles had already been torn apart. Even with the protection of the formation, a tiny crack appeared on the table.

"boom!"

The loud sound rang again, and the two attacks exploded in unison. At once, an incomparably terrible aftermath struck like a storm.

In that storm center, Lu Chen and Li Qingfeng stood side by side, motionless.

"This ... who won?"

Everyone stared at them on the stage without blinking.

Is it true that there is no difference?

Everyone looked at each other, and the terrifying confrontation still failed to distinguish the winner.

And when everyone thought about it, Li Qingfeng's complexion suddenly became painful, his chest violently undulated, and then his body bent and snorted with a spit of blood.

"Wow!"

As Li Qingfeng's blood spewed out, tens of thousands of martial artists under the stage suddenly burst into a loud noise.

"Haha, the son won ..." Yuan Mo laughed loudly.

Li Wuxiang's tight heart string is also a loose, metallic face, showing a trace of joy.

"I admit that if you look down on you, the half-step Venerable has such a fighting ability, it seems that I can't keep you."

Li Qingfeng slowly raised his head, a touch of blood at the corner of his mouth, cold eyes, staring at the dust.

There was a loud noise from the audience.

"boom!"

Under the public attention, Li Qingfeng stepped out, and then everyone saw that a red flame appeared on his body, and the surrounding temperature increased faintly.

At the same time, a trace of pain appeared on Li Qingfeng's face.

"Is this ... mystery?"

There was no lack of knowledgeable people in the audience, and Li Qingfeng recognized at a glance that this was a secret technique to enhance his strength.

As soon as this remark came out, there was again a cry of exclamation. I never expected that Li Qingfeng was forced to this step by a half-step Venerable.

Seeing this scene, a smile flashed in Li Xuan's eyes and slowly said: "Lu Chen, he will die!"

The disciples of Hao Tianzong were also slightly restless, and one sneered. "The kid really has two brushes, and he can actually use Brother Li's secret techniques. Even if he is dead, he is proud!"

"Oh, my son is in danger!"

Demon Ape looked at Li Qingfeng, whose breath became stronger and stronger, and could not help worrying. Even Li Wuxiang on the side was clenched under his palms, and Li Qingfeng, who was performing secret techniques, was not weak even if he was against him.

As time passed, Li Qingfeng's breath became more and more violent, and the airflow around him shook violently.

"call out!"

His body rushed out violently, very fast, and appeared in front of Lu Chen almost instantaneously, the palm of his hand swirled, the violent Yuan Li whistled and gathered away, and then shot with the palm of his hand, the Yuan Li turned into The red palm print is a merciless slap to Lu Chen.

The palm is not coming, the wind is coming, the hot wind is sweeping, and it is slamming on the face.

Lu Chen's black hair floated in front of his forehead. He slowly raised his head and looked at Li Qingfeng, who was approaching quickly, and could clearly see the rich murder in his eyes.

"This strength is going to kill me, it's not enough ..."

"boom!"

Lu Chen exhaled a turbid breath, stepped forward without stepping back, stepped out abruptly, a loud noise rang through the ground, and the huge Baizhantai trembled fiercely, and the huge reaction force led him to shoot out instantly, The Black Abyssal Sword held high, and a sword was cut straight out.

At the moment of the sword's appearance, the golden sword light spread across the world, and under the countless tense and disturbed eyes, it collided fiercely with the red palm print of Li Qingfeng.

"boom!"

The dull sound suddenly exploded on the battle platform, and the golden sword light and the red palm print kept on touching, forming a terrible wave.

"Uh!"

"Uh!"

Lu Chen and Li Qingfeng groaned in unison, then stepped back.

"Uh!"

Lu Chen had just stabilized his figure, and did not stop at all. When he stepped on his feet, his figure rushed out violently.

This sword seemed to be slow and fast. When it was punctured, it seemed to jump in space. The sharp blade appeared directly on Li Qingfeng's chest.

Li Qingfeng's complexion changed suddenly, and he couldn't think about it. The breath of terror bloomed from his body. The palm wrapped in the red elemental force, slapped hard at the thorn blade.

However, when he was about to shoot the blade, Li Qingfeng only noticed a flower in front of him. The blade that came out of the thorn suddenly turned strangely, with a snorting, tearing the body of the body and piercing the chest.

Enter the front chest, back out.

Blood splatter ...

When the crowd saw this scene, their bodies shook in unison and showed shock, how could it be? Li Qingfeng, who performed the secret technique, was still defeated, and was worn through the chest with a sword hole!

"what……"

Under the stimulation of pain, Li Qingfeng made a roar in his mouth, Yuan Li surged wildly, actually raised his palm and slapped it towards the landing dust.

Lu Chen pulled his sword backwards, trying to avoid this palm, but after all, he was slowed down by half a beat, and his left shoulder was shot, only to hear a click, his body flew out and hit the ground hard, Then a spit of blood spit out.

Li Qingfeng's black hair danced wildly, and if he pretended to be crazy, he ignored the chest injury. Although the sword penetrated his chest, it did not hurt the heart, so it was not fatal.

"Small miscellaneous, actually hurt me, let me die!"

With a roar, he strode out and rushed towards the landing dust.

"Oops !!! The young man is dangerous ..." The Demon Ape stepped out and wanted to come to the rescue, but at this moment, Li Xuan beside him was sneeringly blocking him.

"Go away!" The demon roared, and the demon anger suddenly broke out.