The invisible palm knife struck Long Xuanen's body and made a loud sound. This knife did not hit Long Xuanen's skin directly, but was blocked by his body-protecting aura. Long Xuanen took a step forward.
, the gold bricks under my feet fell into pieces.
Ji Feihua's body did not rush towards him directly, but instead wrapped around the pillar in the hall like a spiritual snake. The coiled dragon pillar made two loud clicking noises in succession. The head and tail were broken. Adults hugged the thick pillar together.
Ten feet long, there are nine such coiled dragon holding pillars in the Lingxiao Palace, symbolizing the supremacy and the ninety-five nobles. Now this holding pillar, which symbolizes the dignity of the imperial power, has to be used to deal with the Supreme Emperor Long Xuan'en.
The several-kilogram Panlong holding pillar was thrown out by Ji Feihua like a javelin. The force of the throw was earth-shattering, enough to break through the strongest city gate in the world.
The color of the skin of the Supreme Emperor's body was still getting darker. Looking at the coiling dragon holding the pillar coming at high speed, he snorted coldly from his breath, bent his muscled right arm, and punched the pillar hard.
The fist hit the center of the pillar, and the center collapsed at a speed visible to the naked eye. It was correct. Xiao~ said~~. Taking the impact point of the fist as the center, the Panlong pillar quickly cracked and collapsed, like an explosion. It collapsed.
The Xiao Palace was filled with smoke and dust. The night rain fell from the big hole in the roof. Wang Qian's body fell into the Ling Xiao Palace like a dead leaf with the wind. He slapped nineteen palms in succession with his hands, and his dry palms were like butterflies.
Flying, the trajectory is disordered, but finally merged into one, and the shadow in the sky once again transformed into a huge palm and swatted down at Ji Feihua.
Ji Feihua laughed, her feet paused slightly, and the gold bricks under her feet rose up from the ground, forming a barrier in front of her. The invisible palm force broke through the gold bricks, forming a height of about ten feet above the barrier.
Huge palm print.
Ji Feihua's body retreated quickly outside Lingxiao Palace. As he retreated, the gold bricks on the ground were uncovered by an invisible suction force. Then they were arranged upwards to form a wall, and the invisible palm force penetrated three barriers one after another.
Ji Feihua also successfully retreated to the gate of Lingxiao Palace. He waved the palm knife with both hands continuously, and the sound of breaking could not be heard. However, it was he who used the palm knife to cut off the nine coiled dragon holding pillars in Lingxiao Palace, and Lingxiao Palace screamed.
There was a loud creaking sound. The whole palace was shaking.
The Supreme Emperor Long Xuanen still stood in the same position as before, dust and tiles kept falling from his head, and Long Xuanen burst out with a roar.
Ji Feihua pointed her toes, and her body had already floated out of the palace gate. The rain was pouring down, and an icy cold light broke through the rain and fog, stabbing towards his throat at an alarming speed. It is not dangerous to reach the extreme speed. The real danger is silence.
No sign.
Ji Feihua's body twisted like a spiral. Just before the sword edge was about to reach his throat, Ji Feihua dodged away. He bent the middle finger of his right hand and flicked the sword edge with a clang, causing the narrow sword edge to arc backward.
The shape bends up.
After the sword was bent, it immediately stretched into a straight line, and the sword rebounded. It emitted a buzzing low-frequency sound wave, and the surrounding rain was shattered by the sound wave. Fine rain and mist dispersed around Ji Feihua. Night had fallen, and quickly
Expanding rain and fog further reduced visibility.
Ji Feihua's face was shrouded in cold murderous intent, and the corners of her tight lips slowly uttered a sentence: "How dare you betray me!"
Murong Zhan stood quietly a few feet away, with white eyebrows like swords, and a pair of gray-white pupils shining brightly in the night. The darker the night, the stronger his eyesight became. His pale face was expressionless, and it was very strange.
Ruthless, the sword is even more ruthless!
The strongest thing about Murong Zhan's swordsmanship is not his speed and strength, but the fact that he can shatter the rain when he draws his sword. He creates a large amount of rain and fog, and the surrounding area is filled with fog in a short time. Using the fog, Murong Zhan can hide his body
, launched the assassination of Ji Feihua.
Ji Feihua sighed softly, waved her long sleeves, and a strong wind dispersed the surrounding fog: "The pearls of rice also shine with brilliance!"
After the Lingxiao Palace behind him lost the nine coiled dragon pillars supporting the dome, the palace wall was finally unable to support the huge weight of the roof, and collapsed with an earth-shattering noise. Smoke and dust filled the air, sand and stones flew up, and a figure flew out of the smoke.
, punched Ji Feihua in the back of the heart. When the punch was punched, the direction of the punch path was changed by the heavy rain. It circled and condensed around the dry and thin arm. When it reached one foot in front of Ji Feihua, it was already
It became the size of a millstone, the crystal water wrapped around the fist, and kept rotating around the fist. The space was pulled down by an invisible attraction, and everything gathered towards the fist.
At the same time, Murong Zhan also started to activate, drawing a shining cross in the void with the rapier in his hand. After the cross of sword light condensed, the light did not dissipate, and it advanced straight in front of Ji Feihua. As it continued to advance, the cross sword light
Rapidly expanded and increased. Murong showed his extremely fast hands and quickly drew eight swords in the four different areas where the cross sword light was split. Four cross sword lights emerged from the cross sword light, and the sword lights crossed to form a
The sharp sword net covered the sky and the earth, covering Xiang Ji Feihua's whole body.
Ji Feihua's figure stood proudly in the rainy night, his eyes still cold and aloof. He was surrounded by enemies from both sides, life and death were on the line. Under the attack of two top masters, his eyes did not show the slightest fear. His right foot moved slightly.
Lift it up, and then step on the ground decisively and forcefully. The whole ground shakes. The century-old arborvitae in front of the Yun Temple shakes suddenly. The sacred crows who live in the Yun Temple to take shelter from the rain are awakened by the violent vibration, and each one screams in terror.
Screaming and fluttering his wings in the rain, he flew out of the Cloud Temple.
The cross sword light trembled slightly due to the vibration of light and shadow, and the water flowing around the fist also rippled, but this could not stop the opponent's attack.
For Ji Feihua, even a small chance was enough. The body disappeared out of thin air between the two people, rose to a height of five feet in the air like lightning, and then struck Wang Qian's head with a palm. Wang Qian's strength was
Even more powerful than Murong Zhan, only by taking the lead in eliminating this powerful opponent can the situation be reversed.
Wang Qian retracted his fist in time, and also raised his palm into the air. Murong Zhan's body rose into the air, and the thin sword in his hand transformed into thousands of sword shadows, and stabbed Ji Feihua crazily in the back of the heart.
Peng! The two palms collided, and the granite ground under Wang Qian's feet cracked inch by inch. His feet sank, and his calves were engulfed by the ground. This shows that Ji Feihua's palms are powerful, and he still has enough time to avoid Murong Zhan's assassination from behind. However,
Wang Qian's legs were stuck in the ground and he was unable to move. This was the best time to kill him.
The opportunity must not be missed, it will never come back again! Ji Feihua attacked Wang Qian's chest with his left fist. Wang Qian reached for his wrist with his right hand and actually grabbed Ji Feihua's wrist. He was overjoyed, but he didn't know that Ji Feihua was
With a feint, his lips were slightly opened, a white light shot towards Wang Qian's right eye silently. At such a close range, Wang Qian had no way to dodge. After all, he was inferior in scheming. In desperation, he could only tilt his head slightly.
One point, just this one point, allowed him to save his life. If the steel needle spit out from Ji Feihua's mouth was shot straight into his eye socket, it would definitely penetrate deeply into his skull. With Ji Feihua's internal strength, even though it was
A small steel needle was enough to shatter his brain. A slight deviation caused the trajectory of the steel needle flying in the eye socket to deviate to the right side. Even so, Wang Chuan's right eye had already exploded.
, the steel needle pierced the temporal bone, giving him a splitting headache.
Murong Zhan's sword edge was already close to Ji Feihua's back. The moment the sword edge penetrated the skin, he felt a slight slip, but it still went in. After Ji Feihua was assassinated, his body twisted, and the thin sword that penetrated into the body was struck by his
The body twisted and bent, and finally broke out of his body. Ji Feihua's right fist hit Murong Zhan's lower abdomen with lightning speed, sending Murong Zhan flying more than ten feet away and hitting the spiritual sky.
On the bronze lion on the right side of the palace, Murong Zhan landed on the ground and leaned on the ground with his sword, and with a pop! a mouthful of blood spurted out.
Ji Feihua fell to the ground and was stabbed in the back by Murong Zhan. Blood flowed out. He looked coldly at Wang Qian whose face was covered with blood. After Wang Qian's right eye was shot out, the outline of his face changed. It turned out that he
He has always used his skills to change the contours of his facial muscles, but now he has restored his original appearance, and it turns out to be Li Yuncong, the general manager of the library.
Ji Feihua gritted her teeth and said, "Li Yuncong! You, an old thief, really hide it well enough!"
Li Yuncong's face was covered with blood, and he looked at Ji Feihua with one eye and said: "Ji Feihua, today is the day you die!"
Ji Feihua laughed and said: "Kill me? Just you?"
Suddenly there was a loud rumbling sound behind him. Among the collapsed ruins of Lingxiao Palace, a giant wearing black armor stood up. His body was about two feet tall, and his whole body was covered with dark armor. Only the helmet was exposed.
With gloomy eyes, he held a half-broken coiled dragon holding pillar in his hand, appearing like a god. Every time he took a step, the ground shook.
Ji Feihua knew that today's biggest enemy had finally appeared. He bit his lips and suddenly rushed towards Li Yuncong with a quick stride. He wanted to take the lead in eradicating the injured Li Yuncong before the black giant launched his attack.
Li Yuncong's blood-stained face looked particularly ferocious, and he snorted coldly: "Ji Feihua! You miscalculated!" His dry fists suddenly hit the ground, and the entire granite floor in front of his body stood up, blocking Ji Feihua's way, but
How could a piece of granite about two inches thick be enough to stop Ji Feihua? One punch had already shattered the granite. Ji Feihua raised her foot and kicked Li Yuncong in the chest. This kick was bound to kill Li Yuncong on the spot.
Li Yuncong's body suddenly sank and disappeared under the ground, leaving only a dark hole where he had just stood.
The black-armored giant swung the coiled dragon holding pillar in his hand and smashed it on his head with the force of splitting the Huashan Mountain. Ji Feihua's body swayed, and the holding pillar fell into the air and hit the ground, leaving a large crater one foot deep. Ji Feihua
Along the sloping pillar, he ran up at an astonishing speed. When he reached the halfway point, he jumped with all his strength and surpassed the height of the black-armored giant. He flicked his right hand in the air and shot two cold lights towards the black-armored giant's eyes.
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