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Chapter 1117

Chapter 1117

"Speak, why don't you speak? Didn't you shout happily just now?"

Xuan Pang shouted loudly while avoiding the opponent's attack.

puff!

After a wave of attacks, the old man opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood, and his aura was in chaos.

Obviously, although the old man only took two puffs of poisonous gas, he was still infected.

Ningxiang Powder is something that Xuan Pang, a Taoist wizard, spent nearly two months developing, so it is naturally extraordinary.

"How do you feel?" Xuan Pang raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

After the old man glanced at him coldly, he dodged to the side and ran out. The poison was already faintly taking effect, and he couldn't breathe yet. Staying any longer would only lead to death.

"Haha, you've been hit by my Ningxiang Powder and you still want to run away?" Xuan Pang grinned again and then his tone deepened: "Lie down!"

While speaking, he took two steps forward, pulled out several afterimages with his palms, and then directly activated the Xuan Yao Palm Technique.

boom!

The strong wind containing earth-shattering energy hit the old man without any hindrance, and then he saw the old man flying out as if he had been hit by a high-speed car.

It flew dozens of meters away and then crashed to the ground. It then flipped several somersaults and broke a big tree before stopping.

Huchi! Huchi! Huchi!

Although the old man was seriously injured, he could finally breathe normally, taking in big mouthfuls of fresh air.

However, what made him despair was that before he could get up from the ground, Xuan Pang's figure had already followed him.

Then, without any hesitation, he raised his hand and struck out with a palm.

The old man wanted to dodge, but at this moment, his reaction speed had already dropped by several percent. Naturally, he had no way to hide. He could only watch the wind from his palm pour into his heart.

Click! Click!

The powerful palm force was so powerful that he could even hear the sound of bones breaking in his body, and blood kept flowing out of his mouth.

"Elder Yaden!" At this time, another man at the peak of the War Emperor quickly rushed over and tried to save the old man.

"Haha, it's too late!" Xuan Pang looked at the other party and grinned.

While speaking, he once again swept a strong wind towards the old man.

"No..." The dead soul of the old man shouted out.

puff!

Before he finished speaking, his palm hit his heart hard, and a cloud of blood mist spurted out. Then he saw the old man paralyzed on the ground, twitching for a few times and then completely stopped moving.

"Elder!" the man who ran over shouted in grief, looked at Xuan Pang and gritted his teeth: "You really deserve to die, I will definitely skin you!"

Phew! Phew! Phew!

Before he finished speaking, Xuan Pang flipped his wrist and shot out several silver needles without saying a word.

"Huh?" The man didn't expect that Xuan Pang had a silver needle on his body. His pupils shrank slightly and he quickly hid aside.

Bang!

Xuan Pang seemed to have already estimated his movement trajectory, and at the same time as he shot the silver needle, a blast of wind roared out from his palm, sending the man flying straight away.

Then, without any pause, he stepped forward again...

at the same time.

Xuanwu was being besieged by a War Emperor Yuan Cheng and a War Emperor Peak, and was seriously injured.

"He is already at the end of his strength, so kill him in one go!" The old man who had reached the consummation of the War Emperor said in a deep voice.

"Kill!" The other woman responded loudly, holding a whip in her hand and pulling out a cold light in the air and shooting away.


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