Xuantian Wushen

Chapter 1757 The Final Chapter (9)
Nearly [-] strong men of the Fengbao tribe, half of them have fallen now, the forest below has been turned into ashes, and thousands of miles are bare, the great mountain collapsed, and the smoke and dust filled the air. The water is shocking.

The king of the Fengbao tribe looked at the battlefield below, his eyes were about to crack, his eyes turned blood red completely, the Fengbao tribe was completely over, the inheritance of millions of years, so everything will no longer exist, for the wind in front of him Leaving, the hatred in his heart was overwhelming.

"This king wants to take your soul out!"

The king of the Wind Leopard Clan rushed over, his black hair standing on end, and a huge vortex spinning thousands of miles above his head crazily, sucking in all the aura and dao marks between heaven and earth, and then his body gradually swelled up, and his aura swelled together. Climb instantly, since it is stronger than before.

"Secret?"

A ruthless light flashed in Feng Li's eyes, and he punched him with a punch, simple and direct, without a trace of Dao fluctuations, it was completely physical strength, but it exploded the void.

"boom!"

The king of the Fengbao Clan also swung a punch, driving the Dao marks all over the sky, and the spiritual energy storm roared, cracking the space inch by inch, and bombarded with Fengli's fist heavily.

There was a muffled snort, followed by a series of cracking sounds. The body of the king of the Leopard Clan was like a kite with broken strings, drawing an arc in the sky, flying thousands of miles away, blood flying down and staining thousands of miles.

Feng Li stepped forward, and his big golden feet stepped on it. At this moment, a dangerous warning rose in his heart. After taking it back, at the same time, he suddenly turned around, punched out, and blasted him with a crack.

"Buzz!"

A big hand protruded from the clouds and collided with Fengli's fist. A circle of supreme ripples swept across a radius of [-] li. Everywhere, mountains collapsed and ground cracked, seas dried up and rocks rotted, the sky collapsed, and chaos was boundless.

Ding Ding Deng!
Feng Li retreated more than ten steps, each step created a black hole in the void, his arm went numb for a while, and there were several openings on his fist, and two finger bones were broken.His eyes were like lightning, staring at the cloud, a peerless powerhouse sneaked up on him on the cloud, causing him a big loss.

"Warrior Fengli, the home of the Heavenly Sword!"

The voice is majestic and majestic, every word is like a mountain of gods pressing in the hearts of everyone. The person who came was so powerful that he walked down from the clouds. Every step he took made the whole world move with the frequency of his footsteps, and the overwhelming aura enveloped the sky. In Shifang, the emperors of the human race couldn't even move their bodies, and so did the people of the Fengbao clan.

Even the strong people in the human race's good luck realm have an indescribable sense of fear in their hearts.

A middle-aged man came out from the clouds. He walked slowly. Every time he took a step, the hearts of everyone jumped, as if stepping on the heart of a person, stepping on the depths of the soul.

The middle-aged man was wearing a green robe, his hair was dark green, his eyes were plain, and his expression was calm, but there was a coercion of a peerless emperor emanating from him.

(End of this chapter)