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“There is no gold knife.”

In the void, the sharp gold knife shadows the sky, with a trace of tragic atmosphere, crazy to the opposite Guo Ming.

"Cloud Heaven Palm!"

Guo Ming's skill has been pushed to the limit, and it seems that the road is seemingly flexible, but in reality it is very overbearing.

Hey!

The air in the void creates a current, and the chaotic spirits are mixed together, and the eruption is vented in all directions.

"No regrets!"

A figure broke open, and both hands held the knife and slashed to Guo Ming.

This knife is not only fast, but also contains the tragic charm of no regrets.

"Baiyun is long."

In the face of Zhang Yunfeng's strong knife, Guo Ming roared, his hands shot countless palms at a speed that was difficult to see with the naked eye. Each palm seemed to be slow, but in reality it was lightning fast, and every palm seemed to be soft. In fact, it has just reached the extreme, just like the white clouds in the sky. Under the guise of the wind, it will not dissipate. It will only change and become more and more intense.

Bang!

There was a loud noise in the void, and the two flew out each other.

Keke.

Zhang Yunfeng coughed up blood in his mouth. Guo Ming’s strength was much stronger than he had imagined. He had already broken the other’s palms, but the opponent’s palm did not dissipate. They still gathered together and bombarded him. Fortunately, the other party's palm is not a big success, otherwise, this palm is enough to kill his life.

"This set of methods is very powerful."

Li Fuchen also saw the power of Yun Tianshen.

This set of palms is soft to the extreme, and soft to the extreme, naturally will produce a strong force, the so-called anode yin, cathode yang, everything to the extreme, will give birth to new changes, new extremes.

Of course, Zhang Yunfeng is uncomfortable, Guo Ming is also uncomfortable, a blood mark extends from his right shoulder to the left waist, and the injury is much heavier than Zhang Yunfeng.

This time, the two sides seem to be equally divided, but in fact, Zhang Yunfeng is slightly better.

"I am going to be out."

On the third floor of the pavilion building of the Huangsha Academy, a figure was shot on the ground.

"Yao Kun, the second place in the Huangsha martial arts, who is willing to enlighten one or two in the Nanlin martial arts." This person has small eyes, but there is a god, giving a sense of precision that can not be ignored, at this moment he looked up and his eyes locked Li floating dust.

Li Fuchen sighed, Zhang Yunfeng was seriously injured, and there was only one person left in the South Linwuyuan.

The figure flashed, like a teleport, and Li Fuchen appeared in front of Yao Kun.

"So fast."

Yao Kun's scalp is a numb, and he is shocked.

"Get it!"

Li Fu dust held his hands and did not pull the sword, indifferent.

"Huang Sha Shen Zhang!"

Yao Kun’s shot is a trick, killing, and seeing his body swooping. On the way, the palms are volleyed, and Huang Meng’s arrogance is overwhelming, accompanied by the general force of two Huanglongs. It not only contains strong wind power, but also contains horrible suction. If you encounter a weaker person, you can directly **** the other party into the center of the palm, crush it into a crush, and seriously damage it. At the same time, there is a strong bondage. The force shrouded the dust to Li.

"Dacheng palms."

Li Fuchen picked up his eyebrows.

The opponent's low-level palm-level method has reached the realm of Dacheng, and this strength is no longer weaker than Di Jun a few months ago.

It is a pity that the current Li Fuchen is no longer the same.

"The sun is in the palm of your hand."

There is also a set of palms in the spirit of the sacred yang, and Li Fuchen has nothing to do, and he has also cultivated the sacred palm of his hand.

The dazzling light erupted, the dust of Li Fu's dust, the burning of the unimaginable, once urging, there seems to be a little sun between the two, Yao Kun's yellow sand palm, it is like a breeze, easily Evaporation, the next moment, the violent sun-like force bombarded Yao Kun's chest.

puff!

A hot blood spouted out, and Yao Kun flew out in a stunned look.

“The middle-level palm of the land?”

How can Yao Kun not think about it? Li Fuchen actually cultivated the middle-level palm of the prefecture, and he has cultivated to the realm of Dacheng. In addition, the other party’s infuriating spirit is magnificent. Under the infuriating blessing, the palm power is even more terrible. Can't resist it.

"It's so strong, is this the strength of the floating dust schoolmaster?" Yunyue eyes wide open and a face worship.

Yao Kun’s strength is obviously stronger than Zhang Yunfeng, but in front of Li Fuchen, even one palm can’t hold it. It’s the sword sword, not the palm of the hand.

One palm defeated Yao Kun, and Li Fuguang glanced at the direction of Huangsha Academy, the lion martial arts court and the Qingshi martial arts, and said: "Who is a war."

Since the end of the game, not many people will be defeated, Li Fu will return.

"The lion martial arts, the second person, Cheng Fang."

boom!

Still a palm, dazzling and flaming palm, simply invincible, and the palm of the hand flew out.

"Who else."

Li Fuchen continued.

"Qingshi martial arts, the third person, Liu Quan."

boom!

"Who else."

"Qingshi martial arts, second in the list, Wanhe."

boom!

For four consecutive games, Li Fuchen is a rival.

It seems that I know that the top of the major martial arts people will not end immediately. Li Fuchen cast his eyes on the three pavilions where the listening to the martial arts court, the Akasaka martial arts, and the Changqing martial arts are located. Several people did not shoot.

"The Red Tiger Warrior, the second in the list, is heavy."

The pavilion where the Red Tiger Warrior is located, the square head face, the youth of the eyes like a torch swept down.

"White Tiger Knife!"

A majestic white tiger phantom emerged, and he focused on Li Fuchen.

He did not believe that Li Fuchen could defeat him in one hand.

After all, his white tiger sword has long been cultivated to the realm of Dacheng, and he is not weak in the cultivation of the body. He has reached the high level of the heavens and the high level. The combination of the two makes his sword powerful and incredible. Open a hill.

"too weak."

Li Fuchen shook his head, and the 22nd layer of the sacred yang was slightly motivated.

Bang!

The long knife was shaken, and the feet were off the ground and flew out.

The middle-level martial arts of the prefecture level is cultivated to the twenty-second level, and the middle-level palm of the prefecture is cultivated to the realm of Dacheng. Li Fuchen is not enough to use the sword, and the strength is enough to crush the vast majority. Some people.

It is necessary to know the spirit of the twenty-two layers of the sacred yang, but it is equivalent to the lower-level exercises of the twenty-third level.

The low-level exercises at the prefecture level are only a total of twenty-four layers.

In addition, the power of the Liyang, which is close to the realm of Dacheng, surpasses Dacheng's low-level martial arts.

To be honest, this tea will be a little boy's house for Li Fuchen, and there is no challenge at all.

If it is not for the psychic, he will not come at all.

"I will come to you."

Finally, there is a person who can't help the list.

On the upstairs of the lion's martial arts pavilion, the arrogant youth rushed down and there was a lion's shadow behind it.

"The lion martial arts, the number one, Lin Ying."

Lin Ying, the first in the list of lion martial arts, was accepted as a student by the vice president a year ago.

At the age of twenty-nine years old this year, he has cultivated the low-level ritual lion lions of the prefecture level to the 22nd level, and has the strength to crush the second party.