Xuantian Wushen

Chapter 177 Senior Sister Su, I Didn't Mean It (38)
Feng Li became a blood man at this moment, seven of the eight figures disappeared, and only one of his real body remained. The power consumption of using the "cracking style" twice before was already very huge. Adjust the strength to the peak state and perform the third style 'killing Xuan style'.The five internal organs in the body were backlashed by his forceful use, and countless small openings were split open. The small blood vessels in the muscles all burst, blood continued to ooze from the surface, and all the seven orifices overflowed with blood. The whole person looked horrible!
This battle was destined to be extremely tragic from the beginning!The seventh palm force was split, Feng Li bit his steel teeth and struck out the eighth palm. This is the last palm of the 'Killing Xuan Style', and it is also the most powerful palm, the palm force issued by the real body It is much stronger than the split palm.

"Old man, die!"

The palm of the eighth palm struck out, and it turned into a ten-foot-sized palm. The mighty and incomparable palm reached Zhuo Lao in an instant, and Zhuo Lao smelled a hint of death before the incomparable palm.

The big brown sword swung in front of him, bang!In an instant, the great sword of the high-grade Yuanling weapon quickly cracked, and it was shattered into inch-by-inch fragments in the blink of an eye. A flash of panic flashed in Zhuo Lao's eyes, and a brown light burst out from his body.

The transformed palm of Xuanxuan-style palm suddenly hit the brown Yuanli wall. Amidst the loud noise, the brown Yuanli wall trembled unceasingly, appearing extremely unstable, as if it was about to collapse at any moment.

Behind the brown Yuanli wall, Zhuo Lao's entire face had turned into a pig liver color, his clothes were soaked in cold sweat, his arms were trembling constantly, and the Yuanli in his body was rapidly consumed.The brown Yuanli wall trembled more and more violently, and under the powerful palm force, the entire wall sank deeply toward the rear.

Zhuo Lao retreated step by step, all the bluestones on the ground turned into powder, and the city guards behind him also retreated in horror.Looking at the bloody Feng Li, they felt that this bloody Shura was simply an invincible god of war!
"Boom!"

After all, the brown Yuanli wall couldn't resist the eighth palm force of the 'Slaying Xuan Style', and finally collapsed, consuming most of the palm force to hit Zhuo Lao directly.Immediately, Zhuo Lao's body stepped back on the bluestone for more than ten steps, and the city guards who were unable to retreat in the rear were directly shattered by the powerful force from him.

Zhuo Lao, who had stabilized his body, suffered severe injuries to his five internal organs. He couldn't control the churning blood in his body, and opened his mouth to spit out a mouthful of blood!He never thought that a physical practitioner could injure him to such a degree!This is the greatest shame in his life!

Looking up, Feng Li, who was soaked in blood, was still standing proudly in the field, but everyone could see that Feng Li was already at the end of his bow, and there was no trace of strength in his body.

"Woo, brother!" Little Ningxue was covered in blood, looking up at Feng Li with her small face up, her two purple-red eyes continuously overflowing with tears.

Feng Li wiped the blood from Xiao Ningxue's face with trembling hands, grinned and said softly: "Xue'er, if your brother is gone, you must be strong in the future! Live happily!"

(End of this chapter)