Xuanbing Martial Ancestor

Chapter 196 I want to hit three hundred ([-])

Stretching out his hands, a beam of flames suddenly appeared on his left hand, and an ice flower flashed across his right hand, one flame and one ice, Gu Feng jumped up and rushed into the crowd.

Bang bang bang!
Loud noises continued to resound in the crowd. Every time Gu Feng punched, a martial artist would be seriously injured, as if a tiger entered a herd of sheep, making these martial artists limp.

It was simply a battle without any suspense!

"Damn it!" Weilong shouted in a low voice, and then a wave of spiritual power rushed towards his left leg, and the whole left leg instantly became extremely hard, full of explosive force.

"Haoyuan leg!" With a deep drink, Weilong's whole body jumped up, and his left leg was like a big axe, aiming directly at Gu Feng's back and chopping it up.

boom!
There was a loud noise, and then Weilong's face changed drastically. His leg hit Gu Feng's body, as if he had kicked an extremely hard boulder.

Gu Feng's back was like Mount Tai, motionless.

On the contrary, a tingling sensation came immediately, and then his left leg seemed to be being torn apart, the whole giant leg trembled, and the meridians in the leg continuously felt bursts of swelling pain, Weilong was directly With a stern shout, regardless of the situation in front of him, he retreated violently.

His eyes were filled with astonishment. The leg he attacked just now, not only did not hurt Gu Feng, but seriously injured himself completely.

Gu Feng smiled disdainfully, his current body, after devouring the swallowing flames, even if he didn't use the Dragon Scale Body Refining Technique, how could you possibly hurt him.

With a leap, Gu Feng jumped away from the crowd and stood on top of a building with his eyes closed. After half a breath, he was shocked and shouted: "Yan Bing Tai Chi!"

Rumble!
The sky suddenly changed dramatically, countless streams of ice and flames burst out from Gu Feng's palm, entangled in the entire sky, the space immediately became dull, and a sense of oppression gradually approached, only to see under the breath of ice flames, A round gossip with a height of tens of feet appeared.

Ice and flames are constantly winding and flowing.

"What is this?" Feeling the oppressive feeling, Weilong said in amazement.

"It actually smells like ice!"

"It's such a coercive oppression, this blow is definitely not something we can bear!" Yi Fan also had a heavy face, watching this round of gossip with fear in his eyes.

"Since you have chosen the second path, you can't blame me, break it!" Gu Feng slammed, holding up the gossip that was tens of meters high with both hands, a stern look flashed in his eyes, and he directly looked at the gossip. The group of dark crowd below pressed down.

Who said that Tai Chi gossip can only overcome rigidity with softness, and pull a thousand catties with four or two.

"Oops! Let's go!" Weilong's eyes showed deep horror. If he allowed this side of Tai Chi to be suppressed, he would definitely die.

But when he wanted to escape, he found that all the surrounding space had been sealed. Under the pressure of the tens of feet of gossip, there was no room to escape. More than 300 warriors seemed to be trapped together. What could they do? Just let the Tai Chi bombard down.

All the warriors present showed fear on their faces, and their bodies were completely sluggish. Faced with such a domineering thing, everyone was terrified in their hearts.

"Why are you still standing there, give it all to me!" Weilong said urgently, at the moment, only by displaying the martial arts at the bottom of the box, may there be a way out for survival.

More than 300 warriors were shocked suddenly, not daring to hesitate for a moment, shouting angrily, boom!

A total of more than 300 fist marks were directly struck.

You know, these are more than 300 mysterious warriors. Although most of them are at the first or second level, this is still a force that should not be underestimated. If these more than 300 warriors are placed in the western realm, they can definitely become one. sectarian.

boom!
There was a loud noise, and the entire air stagnated for a moment. The earth shook and the mountains shook. At that moment, more than 300 warriors all stopped breathing.

"Break!" Gu Feng shouted sharply.

The gigantic gossip trembled suddenly, and ice and flames burst out one after another, darkening the entire sky.

Rumble!
The Tai Chi gossip is as stable as Mount Tai, on the contrary, the more than 300 fist seals were all shattered at that moment.

Wow!Wow!Wow!
All the warriors spat out a mouthful of blood, and the aura in their bodies became more and more unstable. Looking at the gossip that was constantly developing in their pupils, everyone was shocked.

"What exactly is this?" Weilong stared at the constantly oppressing Tai Chi gossip, and said in horror, if this was said, it would definitely cause disturbances in the entire Wuling Continent.

Swish!
Gu Feng pressed the air with both hands, and the round gossip was pressed directly towards the crowd. There was a loud bang, and the whole space became quiet at that moment.

Heavenly Soul Sect!
Di Juetian was looking at the oil lamps representing the hope of the entire sect with a gloomy expression. He didn't dare to take another step now, fearing that another oil lamp would go out not long after he left.

So his eyes were fixed.

suddenly.

boom! boom! boom!
Loud noises rang out from the oil lamps one by one, and then Di Juetian's throat was sweet, and a mouthful of blood was spurted out, and his eyes had completely turned into gray.

Staring blankly at the more than 300 oil lamps that went out in an instant, Di Juetian's face was no longer bloodshot. What do these more than 300 oil lamps represent? It represents the hope of the entire sect, but at this moment, this All hope was dashed.

None of the more than 300 warriors survived, all died.

Only the blood oil lamps of Ying Wujun's team were still on.

"Who can tell me what happened down here?" Di Juetian roared, looking up to the sky. Originally, everything went so smoothly, but bad news came one after another.

"Old ancestor!" A white-haired old man appeared in Di Juetian's mind, the real old monster of the entire Tianhun sect, even if it disturbed his practice, he had to tell him all this.

Afterwards, the figure disappeared in an instant, and ran straight towards the Five Mountains of Heavenly Soul.

Heaven Soul Realm.

Gu Feng jumped up and landed on the ground. Looking at the more than 300 warriors who had completely died, Gu Feng swallowed a mouthful of saliva. Because of his heart, his face was full of shock. He used to be just a little warrior. But now, more than 300 Profound Realm fighters have been beheaded by him with one move!

This brilliant record, Gu Feng can say that even some powerful people can't do it, because only one move was used.

Martial arts are constantly becoming stronger all the way, if you want to mess with me, you will be punished!

Clenching his fists, Gu Feng felt the majestic power in his body, and the figure disappeared in place, and shot into the distance, the figure gradually appeared in his mind, Ying Wujun, here I come!
(End of this chapter)