City of Invincible War Gods

The air is quiet.

That Han Qingquan looks at Li Rufeng, his pressure in pressure, waiting for Li Rufeng's answer.

No one knows that Moyuan palace is actually a chess piece of Xumi courtyard.

This time, they did not have to. They just wanted to wait and wait for the day to come one year later. But now, Li Rufeng took the lead in finding the Moyuan palace, so he had to let him do it!

So he came and gave Li Rufeng one last chance.

He also believed that in his own air, as long as Li Rufeng was a wise man, he would understand that he didn't want to die, so he had to quit!

However, hearing his words, the man in front of him not only did not show that unwilling look, but also that pair of eyes, calm and terrible, as if, did not hear his own words in general.

Han Qingquan sighed slightly: "it seems that you have made preparations. Well, since you don't want to go, then I have to do it. I hope you understand that I have given you a chance!"

He sighed, and his breath was rising slowly, trying to suppress the man in front of him.

But also at this time.

"Kneel down!"

A faint voice came from Li Rufeng's mouth.

The sound is quiet, but it is like the rough waves that ravage the whole quiet canyon. It's like, in a closed room that has been shut down, it's suddenly blasted by a dry thunder!

All the people gaped at Li Rufeng and rubbed his ears vigorously, thinking that he had heard something wrong.

What did he say?

He wants Han Qingquan to kneel down?

Crazy!

Crazy!

Li Rufeng is too arrogant to say such a thing!

Doesn't he know what kind of existence the man in front of him is?

Han Qingquan is also sluggish down, this is slowly lifting the breath suddenly appeared stagnation, he some can not believe looking at Li Rufeng: "what do you say?"

"Do you want me to say it again?"

Li Rufeng lowered his head, did not go to see Han Qingquan, but gently picked his fingernails, he some do not understand, why he said, always someone can not understand!

Is it, no one can understand, oneself, very do not like the same words, say the second time?

Finally, I hear you clearly!

Finally confirmed!

Han Qingquan's face from the beginning of overlooking the human posture, began to become iron green.

The void, under this rising pressure, is stirred by dark clouds, like the city before the downpour of heavy rain.

Countless people looked at the scene in front of them, shivering.

This is the supreme power!

Especially the master of Moyuan palace and a group of strong men in the peak of bitter sea, the whole person was even more excited with red eyes.

This is what they pursue in their whole life.

One joy and one anger can arouse the restlessness of the natural vitality of heaven and earth within nearly kilometers.

This is Vientiane, a realm of admiration, envy and jealousy!

"You! It's time! Die

Every word, full of murderous spirit, roared from Han Qingquan's mouth. Even if Li Rufeng was so popular in court with his present mood, he would be very angry if he asked him to kneel down!

After saying that, Han Qingquan stepped out one step at a time. Suddenly, the whole ground cracked, like a spider's web, and exploded a huge pit with a diameter of more than 10 meters.

"Boom!"

The void was torn open. A blue air wave, like the tail gas left by a rocket shooting into the air, spread directly from the place where he had just stood to Li Rufeng, as if a blue dragon was roaring.

The horror of all things.

How can we measure it with ordinary people's cognition!

Just by doing this, the master of Moyuan palace and other bitter sea strongmen were surprised to find that the vitality of the whole world seemed to be involved with Han Qingquan's movement!

So terrible!

They looked at Li Rufeng with some pity, but he still didn't move.

But in their eyes, it is that Li Rufeng has been scared by the destructive power of Han Qingquan!

"Red practice, it's just that!"

"It seems that the group of so-called bitter sea strongmen a few years ago are just a group of rubbish. They can't resist the pressure of Han Qingquan, and they have lost their thinking ability. I really don't know who gave him courage!"

The crowd shook their heads, and even some of the more timid did not dare to see this scene.

They believe that Li Rufeng is going to be smashed by elder Han Qingquan's fist!

Lin Zhengfang shakes his head, this red practice, some let him down.

However, if such a person doesn't do it himself, it's not insulting his own genius.At this time, when Han Qingquan was about to hit Li Rufeng and smash it, a faint voice came: "well, since you have given you the chance to kneel down, you don't want to, so you don't have to kneel!"

Li Rufeng, moved, but his head has not been raised, just slowly extended a hand.

It is also in this hand out of the time, a strange scene happened.

Han Qingquan's powerful blow, like a stone falling into a quagmire, was caught by him without even a sound.

Time, in an instant quiet down!

All kinds of facial expressions on people's faces were frozen.

The same freeze frame, and Han Qingquan that a pair of tight, can not believe the pupil.

It was also at this time that Li Rufeng's words, which stopped a little, had once again spread: "because the dead kneel or not, there is no difference!"

Hum!

There's no extra words.

At the moment of this voice landing, Li Rufeng holds Han Qingquan's hand and slowly presses down.

This is the void covered by dark clouds. With his pressure, the thunder blows up.

An immeasurable vitality of the heaven and earth is like the collapse of the mountain and the river of heaven, descending from the heaven and earth!

"No No

Han Qingquan was frightened and widened his eyes, making a voice of doubt that he had never issued in his life.

This feeling, this power, how can this be possible?!

He, unexpectedly, is a

However, no one answered him. At this time, Han Qingquan, who was respected by all people as shangzun, with the pressure of Li Rufeng, the whole person was directly pressed on the ground like a rotten dead tree, blooming the most gorgeous blood colored fireworks.

Time, quiet!

All of them stood in the same place, looking at the scene in front of them.

Dead?

Han Qingquan, who was honored as zunshang by them, is the elder of Xumi Temple who is one of the three palaces and four courtyards in one moment and two pavilions. Is he dead?

Be in front of this Li Rufeng to clap dead?

This How could that be possible!

But that's the truth.

Before the eyes of the blood mist is still diffuse, Han Qingquan before death issued a burst of unwilling voice, has not dispersed.

At this moment, in the world of heaven and earth, under the attention of the people, it seems that there is only this group of bright blood fireworks, as well as that one still standing quietly.

Time, as if a long time has passed.

Finally.

Li Rufeng, slowly raised his eyes, looked at the front of the ink yuan palace master, light mouth: "it seems that you are looking for help, but not so good."