Xuantian Wushen

Chapter 1271 Sinking in Lust (25)
The clanging sound was endless, and the dragon-scale crocodile roared in pain. Although it blocked every punch, Fengli's attack still hurt its body, especially in the sky-shaking and shattering poses.

"It's such a strong scale armor, I don't believe it can't be broken!" Feng Li rode on the back of the dragon-scale crocodile. He spotted a place and swung hundreds of punches in an instant. As noted.

The dragon-scale crocodile wolf ran in the mountains and forests, knocked down a large piece of ancient trees, and wanted to throw Feng Li off, but Feng Li's legs tightly clamped its sides, no matter how much it ran and jumped, there was nothing it could do.

The dragon-scale crocodile became extremely violent. It had never been so aggrieved before. When it was ridden and beaten, its solid scales were torn apart, and blood gushed out like a spring, staining the ground red.

"Roar!"

This roar almost knocked Linglong off Feng Li's shoulders, the terrifying sound waves swept across a radius of hundreds of miles like a tornado, countless ancient trees uprooted, were swept up into the sky, turned into pieces and scattered everywhere.

At this moment, Feng Li felt a terrifying force rushing out of the dragon-scale crocodile's body, and immediately flew into the void away from its body.

"Shhhhhh!"

The mountain-like body of a dragon-scaled crocodile-wolf trembled violently, and the scales all over his body shot out bright divine light, and they all detached from the body, turning into a rain of blades, killing Fengli, and the void twisted in all directions were shattered!

Feng Li's black hair fluttered, his golden blood was soaring to the sky, and the roar of Kamikawa came out of his body, which was earth-shattering. The scale armor that came from killing.

This time, Feng Li did his best and did not hold back anymore. He rushed into the rain of blades, his palms were densely covered with divine patterns, and the way of martial arts was passed on.

The scale armor of the dragon-scale crocodile wolf was very sharp, cutting countless openings in Feng Li's hands, spilling golden blood.

Every time Feng Li made a move, sparks and metal screamed, large pieces of scales fell off, were knocked out of the void, and then rushed up, forcing the dragon-scale crocodile to approach, and a mysterious killing style was shot out, with golden palm prints It fell and patted it on the top of its head.

The void collapsed in an instant, this palm had tens of millions of forces, like a hundred thousand mountains were crushed down, the power was terrifying and surprisingly fast.

The dragon-scale crocodile sensed the danger and knew it could not be shaken, and immediately wanted to escape from the coverage of the golden palm print.

"boom!!"

The mountains, rivers and earth shook together, dust and smoke billowed and covered the surroundings, and a deep pit appeared on the ground, and the dragon-scale crocodile roared in pain and was crushed inside.The tough flesh was split open, and the blood flowed like a river.

Feng Li jumped down, pointing out the Shattering Fingers continuously, each finger left a blood hole on its body, piercing through its body.The dragon-scale crocodile howled again and again, its origin was injured, and its breath suddenly faltered.

"I only want your body!" Feng Li smashed its head with a punch, and the white brain splashed out and mixed with the blood.

(End of this chapter)