Xuantian Wushen

Chapter 1395 Encountering a Strong Enemy (32)
Feng Li was not in a hurry, stretched out his big golden hand, spread out his palm fingers, and grabbed towards the God Lei Tianjian who killed the nine heavens. At this moment, all the power and influence were exhausted. The Thunder Sky Sword was held in a big golden hand, and the power of thunder and lightning circulated, but it was trapped in the golden blood energy, making it difficult to rush out.

The cultivators in the ancient city were dumbfounded, what kind of supernatural power this is, the means of martial arts are really scary, just grabbing it casually is a great supernatural power, holding such a terrifying divine thunder in your hands is like playing.

Qin Ke's face changed, only now did he realize that he had underestimated the opponent's strength. This kind of method was indeed a bit shocking. He let out a low drink, and sacrificed a divine seal. There were nine ancient dragons entrenched on the divine seal, which were lifelike. At this time, they roared together, Shattering mountains and rivers, mountains, rivers and the earth shook, and the void collapsed. Nine ancient dragons spit out a chain of order gods at the same time, clanging, piercing and killing like divine arrows, swaying the aura of the avenue.

At the same time, the ancient Jiao seal zoomed in extremely fast, turning into a huge mountain, bursting out a black light soaring into the sky, pressing down on it, rumbling in the void, earth-shattering, like thunder from nine heavens.

Feng Li stepped forward, without dodging or evading, and went directly to meet him, flicking his fingers repeatedly, one piece after another of golden waves shook out, destroying the chain of order, a little bit of black light rain drifted away, and the great mountain transformed into the ancient dragon seal pressed to the top of his head , the golden blood energy rushed towards the sky, dazzled people, saw a round of golden hot sun rushing up, and there was a loud noise immediately, the mountain was as soft as a kite with a broken string, it was directly blown away, and in the distance Kong manifested his body and turned back into the ancient seal. The nine ancient dragons on it roared, and their blood-red eyes stared fiercely at Feng Li, as if they were about to break away from the seal and rush out to devour him.

"Zheng!!"

Qin Ke rushed to the nine heavens with a purple light, a purple knife light manifested, and he slashed towards Fengli. There were ancient characters flashing on it, and the lines of the avenue intertwined. When he chopped down, he brought endless wind and ripples .

Feng Li was a little surprised, the power of this slash far surpassed Qin Ke's current cultivation, he could fight the first-level Dacheng Xuanhuang, and his reputation as a monster was indeed well-deserved, with such attacking means.But to him it was still Little Doyle.

Feng Li didn't make any big movements. He stood there, stretched out one hand, and the knife light fell. He was pinched by his five fingers and clanked, but he couldn't move a bit. Everyone was horrified, and Qin Ke couldn't believe it. He was confident that Dacheng Xuanhuang, who was at the beginning level with a sword, didn't dare to shake it with his bare hands, but his martial arts dared, which made him frightened.

"Break me!"

With a shake of the golden hand, the power of the avenue came out, and the light of the knife immediately shattered and dissipated invisible. Qin Ke trembled suddenly, stepped back, and stepped on a piece of void. Both the treasure mirror and the ancient dragon seal flew over, stirring up the wind and clouds in the ten directions, and the black light fell down, like a huge waterfall, with terrifying fluctuations. When it came out, it manifested a ten thousand-foot dragon body, pressing down like ten huge tungsten-iron mountains.

Feng Li licked his lips, did he want to fight him hand to hand?

(End of this chapter)