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"Your arrogance, let me kill the table."

The cold voice of the ghost king passed down, and a big hand suddenly appeared in the sky, and it was suddenly bombarded.

Numerous green patterns in the palm of the hand are densely packed, emitting a circle of waves, layered and pushed open.

"Explosive watches can only blame yourself for being useless"

Long Qianxi screamed, and the iron rod in his hand was thrown on the ground, and the wheel revolved, and a vast dragon rushed from him.

The blue dragon whirls from him, and all the places are demonized. The smooth skin is covered with scales, sparkling, and the forehead is raised up and down, like bamboo shoots, and two greens like jade are born. The dragon's horn is awesome.

The hands are also turned into dragon claws, the light is burning, the five fingers are sharp like a blade, and the tail is born with a dragon tail, and it is wrapped around the waist.

The whole person has completely turned into a dragon-like form of a demon, and under the shackles, the dragon is nine days old.

That power is like a thundering thunder, straight into the nine squats, but also the form of condensed dragons, fangs and paws rushing to the palm print

"bang"

The layers of waves under the big hand were scattered by the dragon, and the whole power was completely absent. The palms were shocked back and continued to the sky.

"Boom"

A few breaths, they burst out under Longwei, dissipating without a shadow.

There is only a faint dragon shadow on the sky of the big turntable, as if passing through, gradually disappearing in front of everyone.

Such an amazing blow is so powerful that it gives people a sense of infinite power.

Everyone is shocked and happy, awe, feared, worried, but more ecstasy, there are dragons and thousands of miles, and suddenly feel comfortable and full of feelings.

There was a hint of fear in Liu Fei’s eyes. Before he was never dragonized, he was not his enemy. At that moment, the compelling power is even more difficult.

"what?"

The sound of the ghost king’s horror sounded in the sky, and somewhere in the sky, the green light flashed, and his real body appeared, full of shock.

Long Qianxi is cold and cold: "If you only have this strength, you have to laugh and be generous."

Ghostly kings shivered, cold channel: "You are indeed very strong, plus the blood of the real dragon, the power of reincarnation can not suppress you"

"cut"

Long Qianxi disdainfully said: "Do you mean it?"

"Humph"

The ghost king snorted coldly, screaming: "The power of reincarnation can't suppress you, it doesn't mean that the king can't take you."

His hands began to squat, the whole turn of the turn was swiftly turned, and around the thirty-three gongs were sensed. At the same time, the hands were changed, and a green light flew out and turned into a rune in the air, all posted on the ghost king. Then, after a flash, it didn't flow into his body.

"what"

Ghost King shouted, both violent

When the green runes were sucked, the body swelled at a speed visible to the naked eye, and it became more than half in an instant.

The air around him was shaken by the force of his carcass, and the "砰砰砰" was exploding.

"You can turn dragons, this seat can also enhance strength."

The ghost king screamed, and the volley hit a punch, and the whole person directly turned into a streamer, and the force of the punch swung down.

"Humph"

Long Qianxi snorted heavily, his face was full of disdain, but his heart did not dare to underestimate the enemy.

Under the force of the force, the iron bar "snap" slammed and caught in the hand and slammed the punch against the past.

There are countless runes and glare on the iron bars, which are scattered under the sway.

"bang"

The two figures suddenly slammed together and stunned the infinite power to scatter around.

A green gas tumbling over the sky, and Longwei roared below.

The two forces eroded each other and continued to melt each other. The entire big turntable was oscillated and the space swayed.

The two forces can't hold together, but under the revolving big turntable, there is a constant flow of green gas into the ghost king's body, and the green gas gathers more and more, and it begins to prevail.

Long Qianxi was surrounded by a circle of blue halo, which is the power of Longwei, but the speed of consumption is extremely fast, which makes him look pale.

"Hey, fight with the king, let you be the true spirit and die."

The ghost king sneered, and his left hand was also condensed into a fist shape.

The double fists merged in the air, and the green gas of "砰" skyrocketed.

Under the hegemony, the force instantly increased several times and suddenly pressed down.

"bang"

Long Qianxi finally couldn’t help but suddenly flew away.

The strength of the boxing force banged on the big turntable, and it shocked countless runes. The volley turned into a sniper and flew away.

"砰砰砰"

The dragon thousand iron rods slammed and smashed all the snipers.

When the ghost king flashed, he deceived himself and stepped forward. He appeared directly in front of Long Qianlong and punched straight.

"Boom"

The air was directly bombarded, and Long Qianxi held the iron bar with both hands up, and the volley swung, forming a Tai Chi pattern.

That boxing Wei turned abruptly in the Taiji figure and deviated to the side.

Ghost Wang frowned, only felt that his strength was immediately guided, and the deviation was made, sliding from the side of Long Qian.

"Humph"

He snorted and turned his fist into a claw, and he took advantage of the other side to catch Dantian. At the same time, the left hand punched, and one space was suddenly captured by the boxing power and bombarded the past.

Long Qianxi was shocked. After the other party absorbed the power of the thirty-three Gong Cao, it seemed to be above himself.

He ironed his stick and stopped in front of Dantian.

"boom"

The ghost king's claws directly grabbed the iron rod, and then the boxing and the wind fell.

The two men fight together, the speed is very fast, the strength of others is not enough, only to see the shadow of the road, and even some only see the light flashing, the figure can not catch.

Under the forced action of Long Qianxi, only two hands can abandon the stick, and the two arms draw a circle in front of the body, and the left hand and the five fingers are held together, turning into a dragon fist to meet up.

There is a faint dragon shadow on the boxing ring, the dragon battles in the wild, the dragon whistle nine days

"bang"

The power of the boxing force stirred up between the two, shaking in all directions.

The warriors in the distance have changed their faces. The powers of the people have been stunned, and they have retreated to the periphery of the big turntable. There is a dark and endless space outside, and no one dares to go out.

"Ok"

Long Qianxi snorted, and the other side punched him directly.

The blood in the body boiled instantly, and a real dragon shadow was formed behind him. He returned to the body again and suppressed the strength of the boxing force.

The result of such a strong hard resistance is that a blood rushed into the throat and overflowed from the corner of the mouth, but the foot did not retreat one step.

Ghost King also felt that a force in his arm bounced back, so that he also had a shock, but his brow wrinkled and opened his mouth. He smiled and said: "I want to rely on the half dragon's body to resist? Childish"

He shouted and took a step forward. A force struck out along his arm, as the waves pushed open and stacked, and a wave beats a wave.

Long Qiang’s face changed greatly. He only felt that his left fist began to break apart. Even the half-dragon body could not stop the force of destroying the ancients. The dragon scales on the arm collapsed and the pain came. .

"drink"

He screamed, his face became stunned, and the faucet was faintly formed, his right hand slammed, and then he shot on the iron rod.

"boom"

A device is swaying, and the mysterious rhythm emanating from the iron rod trembles throughout the large turntable.

Everyone was shocked, looking at the iron rod and stunned. I don’t know what the mysterious thing is. It seems so ordinary, it has such spirituality.

Li Yun's body was shocked, and the pupil suddenly tightened, revealing a twilight.

In his colorful konjac, he faintly saw that the sword in the iron rod was activated, and countless swords were poured out. The swords of the sky were exuded, not only around the two people, but also began to condense in the air, turning into a sea of ​​swords. .

The ghost king trembled and grabbed the iron stick's left hand and trembled, seeming to feel something terrible.

"not good"

He screamed and screamed out of his fists. He shook the other side and immediately vacated and jumped back.

"铮"

A crisp sword sounds up, echoing in everyone's ears, producing countless tinnitus, seemingly short-lived deafness.

Then there was the flash of cold light, and then piercing the eyes, a moment of blindness, between the white vision, as if to see a white practice spread out.

The horrible sword has not been perceived by everyone, so he first saw a splash of blood, and then the screams of the ghost king passed into the ears of everyone.

"what"

The body of the ghost king flipped in the air, making a huge mourning.

Then he fell down and squatted directly on the big turntable. A scary sword mark on his chest, directly from the left shoulder to the right waist, the whole person almost broke.

Long Qiang’s eyes are condensed, cold and cold: "Good body, but can you block my second sword?"

The sword in his hand shines in the water, the waves are abrupt, and under the vibration, it is like a long river, and there is a dragon sneak.

"What sword is this?"

Everyone was a big shock in the heart, and they all saw each other and saw the fear in their eyes.

In the eyes of the ghost king, there is also a hint of fear ~lightnovelpub.net~ strong support for the body to retreat.

Li Yunqi took a deep breath and his eyes were unbelievable.

Although he had never seen the sword, the breath on it gave him a familiar feeling, but he could not believe it, so he did not dare to confirm it.

Long Qianxi took the sword forward and said coldly: "You can die under this sword, and you will not be sent to Tianwu."

After the ghost king retired a few steps, he found that there was no way to retreat. Suddenly he sank his face and said: "It’s the king’s intention. I thought that there is no rule in the sky under this sky. You are the ordinary supernatural sanctuary. But I don’t think anyone has the power of the true spirit."

Everyone is a big earthquake. No one knows how strong the spirit is, but it is the existence of the Ten-Dimensional God. Can it be said that Long Qianxi has the power of the gods?

Wei Qing is also amazed on his face, with a complex look in his eyes.

Duanmu has a jade praise: "Beyond the understanding of the peak of the martial arts, plus the tenth-order dragon blood, Long Qianxi may be the first person in the world. Ghost King, you are dead in his hands."

"Oh, no?"

Ghost Wang Yin cold road: "You know, this round of the turntable only comes to the strength of the six cost body, the power of the suppressed king can only be increased to 60%, once this limit is exceeded, it will be countered by the work afterwards."

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