Fantasy: My Sect is 100 Million Points Stronger

"Roar!"

Wang Feng's eyes flickered, and when he was about to say something, a roar that seemed to come from the boundless time and space suddenly exploded in his ears, shaking his whole body and causing him to lose his focus for a while.

This is Shenjiu's sonic supernatural power, Shenji Tianyin!

It was precisely this moment of absence that was seized by the ghost.

I saw that he appeared in front of Wang Feng with a flash of his figure, a faint gray light shone on his huge fist, and he punched it down!

"Ghost Fiery Fist!"

One of the supernatural powers of ghosts!

In an instant, the punch like a fiery flame rushed into Wang Feng's body crazily, causing his whole body to bend into a bow shape instantly, and a **** arrow gushed out, and his whole body fell downward like a falling star.

"Boom!"

Half of the towering mountain peak was directly smashed away by Wang Feng, and the scorching evil spirit raging in his body distorted his entire face, making his face as pale as paper.

Seeing this scene, Qin Meixin at the foot of the mountain subconsciously clenched her fist, her pair of beautiful eyes became extremely cold, she stared at the battlefield, and took several deep breaths before suppressing her desire to rush out and punch the ghost. impulse.

"Boy, do you understand that soldiers never tire of cheating?"

In a flash, Gui Yu appeared in front of Wang Feng, and said proudly.

"boom!"

After the words fell, his eyes sharpened, and he smashed out his fist again. The terrifying force of his fist was released like a tide, shattering tens of thousands of miles of void. Wang Feng, who had just stabilized his figure, had no time to fight back, so he could only raise his arms subconsciously. block!

"boom…!"

Wang Feng was blasted back hundreds of miles again, but Gui Jie didn't even intend to give him a chance to breathe, and once again bullied him, taking advantage of the victory to pursue.

The so-called wrong step, wrong step, Wang Feng, who was still in the upper hand, lost the initiative directly because of this one mistake, and was suppressed and beaten by the ghost!

If it wasn't for the fusion of everything in him, his physique has transformed into a brand new supreme source body, coupled with the protection of the source power in his body, he would have been defeated long ago!

If it were an ordinary third-level powerhouse in the Dao of Heaven, they might not be able to stop Gui Jie's series of combos, but Wang Feng was able to block it, which was beyond the expectations of Gui Jie and Yan Po!

"boom…!"

One after another roared, Wang Feng's whole body was like a spring, being bounced back and forth by the ghost, without a chance to breathe, the whole person became miserable, and the clothes on his body were stained red with blood.

After being thrown into the air again, Wang Feng endured the pain in his body, forced himself to stabilize his figure, and stared at Gui Yan with sharp eyes all over his body.

"The second form of Yuanji Eighteen Forms destroys Dao!"

A deep roar came from Wang Feng's mouth, and the source of terror spread all over his body. When he stomped his heels, the space exploded, and a terrifying momentum like a storm swept out with his impact.

The posture that caused Gui Yu to charge forward was paused, and his face became extremely dignified. He didn't expect that Wang Feng, who had been bombarded by him one after another, could turn the situation around and unleash such a terrifying offensive?

This guy really only has the sixth step in the way of harmony?

Rao is such an unrivaled evil creature like ghosts, he can't help but start to doubt life.

"boom!"

At the time of the impact, Wang Feng was like an indefatigable boxing light maker, his fists continuously bombarded the boxing lights, and each boxing light burst out with a destructive light, converging together, like a torrent of world destruction, the entire sky was shaken After being blasted through, cracks hung on the sky like scars in the sky!

The dense fist light smashed down on the ghost like heaven's punishment, the terrifying fist force tore apart everything, peerless in the world!

As strong as a ghost, there was a flash of fear in his eyes at this moment. At this moment, the strength of Wang Feng's punch made him startled. In this overwhelming punch, he even felt a mortal danger.

"The ghost said!"

As if the words came from the boundless time and space, coming from the mouth of the ghost, this is the supernatural power that he has spent endless years to comprehend, it is the supernatural power that belongs to his ghost, and the supernatural power of the gods and ghosts is assembled!

It is also the strongest trump card he currently controls, and it is the first time he has used it since he realized it. I am afraid that before that, Gui Jie never thought that his strongest move, the first time he used it, was to deal with a A strong human being at the sixth step of the Dao.

"boom!"

In an instant, with the ghost as the center, the evil spirit within a million miles rolled in like a whirlpool.

Upon closer inspection, dense and mysterious inscriptions are condensed in the dense vortex of evil spirits, as if they have come to the ocean of inscriptions, vast and endless, as if the whole world has to surrender to this ocean of inscriptions!

The next moment, behind Gui Jie, two phantoms suddenly appeared, with majestic power, oppressing the world, as if they wanted to suppress everything in the world!

"Crack!"

With the footsteps of Gui Yu, the two phantoms behind him suddenly exploded and turned into a series of crystal dark black spears. The spears are like the scorching sun in the sky, shedding brilliance, and like the cold moon shining, condensing patches of frost cold.

Among the densely packed spears, there are not only the brilliance of the divine flames of the gods, but also the ghostly coldness of the gods, like yin and yang, it is extremely terrifying!

"Boom!"

In an instant, the torrent of fist light collided with the dazzling fist light!

Such as the war song of fist and spear, the carnival night of destruction and destruction!

Endless brilliance rose from the entire sky, and the terrifying impact, like a torrent that shattered everything, shattered all the space within a hundred thousand miles, and even the ground below was torn into a thick layer.

The mountains, rivers and rivers within a hundred thousand miles were turned into fly ash, completely turning this world into ruins.

That astonishing power, even Yan Po, was terrified, stronger than her, under the impact of this aftermath, everyone felt the pressure, it was hard to imagine, what kind of world-class power should burst out from the real center of the battlefield?

The horror of this battle has completely exceeded Yan Po's imagination. Even an extremely powerful person at the peak of the third realm of Heaven's Dao may not be able to fight such a fierce battle.

It took a long time before the situation on the battlefield was revealed.

I saw that Wang Feng was half-kneeling on the ground, his face was pale, and the corners of his mouth could not stop bleeding. Not far from him, Gui Yan was standing quietly, but if you looked closely, you could find his face as black as ink. There was an unbelievable twinkle in his eyes.

"boom!"

In just a few moments~www.NovelMTL.com~Ghost Ji's burly body of nearly ten feet fell down straight, smashing a huge hole in the ruins below, filled with smoke and dust, and scattered gravel.

"Are you convinced?"

Enduring the severe pain, Wang Feng appeared next to Gui Jie, looked down at Gui Jie from a high position, and asked in a deep voice.

Gui Jie stared straight at Wang Feng without saying a word, obviously not recovering from the defeat.

"boom!"

Seeing this, Wang Feng's eyes narrowed slightly, and a vast and ancient dragon's power suddenly burst out from his slightly miserable body, suppressing Gui Jie like the brilliant heavenly power.

"puff!"

Gui Yan, who was already badly injured, couldn't bear it anymore after enduring such a majestic dragon, and directly spewed out a mouthful of pitch-black blood, and a look of panic emerged on his face covered with black lines.

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