"Boom!", "Boom!", "Boom!"... ... ..
The battle between Yang Fan and Qi Hu is like the collision of two ancient fierce beasts. In all directions, large tracts of void have been exploded. The area of a hundred miles around is like being peared again. There are countless large sinkholes. , Countless strange beasts were smashed by the pond fish, and were annihilated into slag by the terrible aftermath! ! !
Qi Hu, who burns his blood of the barbarian king, is incomparably terrifying, just like the resurrection of the barbarian king in the ancient times, with one punch and one kick, he has great power and will easily blow up a sect elder, but Yang Fan, who has both spiritual and physical cultivation, is equally extraordinary, although he has It's not as good as Qi Hu, but with a full blow, it also surpasses 500 million ding huge power, which is a bit inferior, and there is not much difference! ! !
Therefore, in this battle, the two can be said to meet talents, and they meet each other. In a short period of time, they regretted hundreds of moves. Although Qi Hu had a slight upper hand, he did not have an overwhelming advantage! ! !
"Boom!", "Boom!", "Boom!"... ...
The sound of star explosions, one after another, endlessly, endless mushroom clouds evaporate, and a large number of voids disappear into chaos! ! !
Soon, the two of them regretted hundreds of punches again. Gradually, Qi Hu's hideous face crossed the traces of anxiety, and his heart broke out with an unwilling roar, "Damn! How could this little beast be so strong? It will be so strong... Damn it! If this goes on, I must be defeated by this seat..."
After all, the secret method is time-limited. After all, the blood of the Barbarian King in his body cannot be burned endlessly. After such a frantic bombardment, the blood of the Barbarian King in his body has consumed most of it, and there will be at most twenty breaths of time, and the blood of the Barbarian King in his body will be reduced. Completely burned out, on the other hand, Yang Fan, except for a little shortness of breath, did not change much. Obviously, he was far from reaching the limit. Not to mention twenty breaths, or two hundred breaths, all of them stick to it! ! !
And once the blood in his body is exhausted, what else would he use to fight Yang Fan! ! !
"No... No, this seat must not die here, at the hands of the little beast like Yang Fan..." Qi Hu's heart gave birth to a hint of retreat.
"Death to this seat!!!" With an angry shout, he concentrated his full punch and forced Yang Fan to retreat. Qi Hu's figure turned and turned into a streamer before fleeing into the distance.
However, Qi Hu wants to escape, it is not so easy. Physical training is often known for strength, and not much is good at speed. The same is true for Qi Hu. The speed can only be regarded as mediocre, and there is nothing outstanding. But Yang Fan is different. He who cultivates both spirit and body, his speed is also dependent on him! ! !
In less than a breath of effort, Yang Fan caught up with Qi Hu, blasted out with a punch, surpassing a huge force of 500 million ding, and instantly enveloped Qi Hu, forcing Qi Hu to turn around to fight! ! !
"Bang!", "Bang!", "Bang!"... ...
The sky is shaking, the mountains and rivers are broken, resembling a doomsday natural disaster! ! !
"Ah! Asshole, get out of here! Get out of here..." As time passed, Qi Hu's whole person was completely crazy, like a wild beast, using his fists and feet together and hitting him wildly.
It's a pity that it's not an egg use, Yang Fan is like a tarsus worm, entangled it tightly, making it impossible to get out! ! !
Finally, after twenty breaths, the last trace of the brutal king's blood in Qi Hu's body was exhausted. In an instant, Qi Hu's cultivation base aura plummeted at a terrifying speed, the sixth peak... ... The Fivefold Consummation... The Late Fivefold... ....
At the same time, the majestic body, nearly ten feet high, shrank rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, nine feet... seven feet... five feet... three feet... ... ..
Yang Fan's figure stagnated slightly, looking at Qi Hu, who was beaten back to his original shape, with a languid breath, a touch of cat and mouse play flashed on his face, "Qi Hu, just now you seemed to say you want to crush my bones and make me suffer. Torture to death, right?"
Hearing this, Qi Hu was full of an agitated spirit. His pale face was scared to death. He hurriedly shook his head to deny, "Misunderstanding, everything is a misunderstanding, joking, just joking, Yang Fan, you must not take it seriously... ... .."
At this moment, I'm scared! Qi Hu is really scared! Countless people have said that they are not afraid of life and death, but when death really comes, there are a few people who can face life and death calmly, and ants are still alive, let alone people! ! !
"Misunderstanding? A joke? Qi Hu, Qi Hu, do you think I am the three-year-old child?" Yang Fan felt amused, and at this point, could he think he might let him go
Yang Fan's face suddenly became cold, "Okay! The game ends here, go to hell!" He lifted his right hand, and slapped Qi Hu with a palm! ! !
This palm was just a random blow by Yang Fan, and he didn't even mobilize the spiritual power in his body, but the power contained in it still surpassed the power of Yiding! ! !
"Ah! Don't..." With an unwilling wailing cry, Qi Hu had to summon all his strength to block the horrible palm.
Before a breath, this blow is nothing. Qi Hu can resist it with a wave of his hand. Even in its heyday, it will stimulate the blood of the brutal king in his body. It is not difficult to block this blow, but at this moment He, the blood of the barbarian king in his body is burnt out, and he has a combat power, and ten does not save one. Just a five-tiered martial artist can easily crush him. If he wants to block this even high-level martial artist can crush and kill. A palm is tantamount to idiotic dreams! ! !
In a breath.
"Puff!", "Puff!, "Puff! "... ... ..
The middle-grade high-grade treasure-grade treasure on Qi Hu's body was directly turned into powder, and immediately afterwards, his body began to crack, covered with cobweb-like cracks.
"Crack!", "Crack!", "Crack!"... ... ...
The sound of broken bones was like setting off firecrackers. Qi Hu's body up and down, none of the three hundred and sixty bones were completed, all of them shattered.
"boom!!!"
His whole person was like a sandbag that was blown away, flying upside down hundreds of feet, hitting the ground heavily, smashing a large human-shaped pit, unconsciously twitching twice, and no more movement! ! !
At this point, following the Dark Cloud of the Black Excalibur, another young giant fell in the hands of Yang Fan.
With a movement of spiritual consciousness, Qi Hu’s corpse was put into the universe bag, Yang Fan’s eyebrows passed a faint disappointment, Qi Hu, who burned the blood of the barbarian king, his blood talent fell again and again, not to mention the same young giant. Compared with the Dark Evil Cloud, it is inferior to the Qiuyu sword Han Qiuyu, and the assistance to Yang Fan is greatly reduced! ! !
But soon, the stagnation in Yang Fan's heart was wiped out. Qi Hu is worthy of being one of the young giants, the first physical cultivation of the youth of the Purple Spirit Sect, and he is worthy of even surpassing the dark evil cloud of the black sword. The lower-grade spiritual stones are as large as 800,000, and the middle-grade spiritual stones are as high as 6,000. Even the high-grade spiritual stones are as many as 24. If you know every top-grade spiritual stone, It can be exchanged for 10,000 lower-grade spirit stones, and there is still a price but no market. In some black markets, it is not difficult to exchange a high-grade spirit stone or 20,000 spiritual stones.
In addition to all the other treasures, all the belongings together, even if it is less than 4 million low-grade spirit stones, it is not much different.
Putting away Qi Hu's Universe Bag contentedly, Yang Fan's figure flashed and appeared hundreds of meters away, and several ups and downs disappeared under the boundless sky.
After half an hour, Yang Fan finally passed the death swamp where the alien beasts were rampant. Soon, in his field of vision, a large forest appeared. The forest was vast and vast, without the edge of sight, and it was terrifyingly quiet. , Dead silence, as if there was no trace of anger in it, the second level of the demon spirit secret realm-the strange magic forest has finally arrived! ! !
The author Xiaoyao Huanyu said: I came back from my hometown and spent a few hours in the car. I was so tired that I squinted a little. But I fell asleep and woke up at more than six o'clock. It’s a bit late. I hope my brothers Haihan. , Go out for a meal, come back to continue the code word, hope to get the second update before twelve o'clock! ! !