The Legend of Douba Resurrection

ps: the third update

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"Since your support has left, please start your performance."

Xiao Yan waved his hand lightly.

"Although Elder Huangxuan and the others may not have made any progress, as long as you are captured, your subordinates will be able to capture you without a fight."

Jiufeng smiled confidently.

Laughter fell, he clenched his fist, endless golden light lingered on it, and then swung forward violently.

"Buzz!"

A golden fist light nearly tens of feet in size rushed towards Xiao Yan like lightning with a domineering fist intent that crushed the heavens.Wherever the fist glow passed, the space trembled.

"Heavenly Phoenix Tyrant Fist!"

Jiufeng shouted quite confidently.

"Good come!"

Xiao Yan's eyes lit up, and he put his hands on his chest and formed a seal like lightning, and the seal closed and shouted in a low voice: "Yantian seal!"

"Buzz!"

The space was slightly rippling, and a palm-sized crystal handprint quickly condensed out of the palm.

"go with!"

Xiao Yan slightly pushed forward with his right palm.

"call out!"

The crystal handprint trembled suddenly, and immediately bumped into the golden light with a faint fluctuation at the speed of light.

"boom!"

The crystal handprint the size of a palm slammed into the fist that was tens of feet in size, like a sharp knife spreading hot butter, breaking apart the radiant golden light.

"Idiot! Do you think I will stay where I am and let you attack me?"

After Jiufeng sneered, his body trembled, and a pair of phoenix wings about seven or eight feet in size behind him was summoned by him. When the phoenix wings fluttered, his whole figure disappeared in place in an instant.

"Die!"

With the aid of the phoenix wings, Jiufeng quietly came behind Xiao Yan, with a fierce light in his eyes, he punched Xiao Yan who seemed unaware.

"Oh!"

A whole body voice came clearly.

In Jiufeng's astonished eyes, "Xiao Yan" turned into a thunderbolt and shattered in mid-air.

"Three thousand thunder phantom bodies!"

Jiufeng's pupils shrank suddenly.

How could Jiufeng not know the signature fighting skill of Fenglei Pavilion, one of the four pavilions in Zhongzhou?

"What a coincidence, I can move too."

A voice that made one's scalp tingle suddenly rang in Jiufeng's ear.

"Eight extremes collapse!"

"boom!"

The sixteenth layer of dark energy crashed into Jiufeng's body with this low shout.

"puff!"

Jiufeng only felt a sweetness in his throat, and his whole body flew upside down like a kite that was unthreaded.

"boom!"

After smashing three sky-reaching wooden pillars one after another, Jiufeng fell to the ground with a bang, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

"Da da da!"

Xiao Yan slowly walked towards the direction where Jiufeng fell.

"Jiufeng, you are so weak, you don't even have the qualifications to let me use the secret augmentation technique."

Xiao Yan shook his head disappointedly at Jiufeng who woke up faintly.

"Ahem, Xiao Yan, you will definitely regret it, I haven't lost yet!"

Jiufeng pointed at Xiao Yan tremblingly and roared.

"Boom! Boom!"

Another two figures were roughly thrown over like broken sacks.

"Da da da!"

Medusa and Xiong Zhan, who had dealt with their opponents, also slowly stood behind Xiao Yan.