Wind, howling.
After a while, Feng Gong woke up and looked at Huang Xiaolong in shock.
impossible!
How could a small innate tenth-order middle stage be able to resist his semi-holy fist power! How could it be possible to shake him back!
He couldn't believe it.
Suddenly, he drank abruptly in a low voice, the purple-black gas surged all over his body, and a huge six-legged devil scorpion appeared behind him, and then instantly turned into a soul.
A strip of black and purple stripes spread all over his face, looking a bit ferocious and terrifying.
"The scorpion is in the sky!"
Feng Gong flew up, his arms spread out, claws, and instantly attacked Huang Xiaolong, like a huge devil scorpion.
Seeing this, Huang Xiaolong didn't dare to be careless, he transformed into the body of Shura, the demon wings unfolded behind him, his figure flashed, his fighting spirit was running, and he also attacked the opponent with one claws.
Immediately, the demonic energy rolled in, condensing countless ghosts and screaming.
Asura Ghost Claw's first move, all ghosts scream!
Huang Xiaolong had broken through the middle tenth rank of the Innate, and now the Asura Ghost Claw had struck, and the condensed ghosts had already formed, and the number of ghosts had reached fifty or sixty. The power was several hundred times stronger than before entering the valley.
Hearing the screams of the specter, Feng Gong felt a chill in his heart.
At this time, Shura's ghost claws collided with the scorpion's claws, Feng Gong's whole body was shaken, as if he was hit by a huge wave, his figure went backwards. The force is one heavy and one heavy, constantly spreading and overwhelming.
Prisoner's Palm!
Feng Gong looked at the golden aperture and shot it with the palm of his hand, only to feel that the airflow around him seemed to be evacuated, and his whole body was also trapped by invisible chains.
Feng Gong was shocked, his whole body was running wildly, trying to break free from the power of Wu Zhou's lock, but what made him panic was that the power of the surrounding lock was getting tighter and tighter!
Feng Gong looked at Huang Xiaolong who was approaching, panicked, panicked, and angry.
"Wuji Qiqi!" Feng Gong's eyes were blood red, and his whole body was suddenly turbulent, exploding continuously. Just when Huang Xiaolong attacked again, he was actually freed by him, and his arms clapped in panic, facing Huang Xiaolong's palms. .
Feng Gong's figure stepped back again and again, his face was a little pale, he retreated a few hundred meters away, panting, looking at Huang Xiaolong, his eyes were shocked, and more of a fear.
Just now, what kind of fighting skill was that? !
If it wasn't for the end, he tried his best to reluctantly display that infinite anger, I'm afraid!
Huang Xiaolong was not surprised to see Feng Gong break free from his prisoner's power.
However, just when Huang Xiaolong was about to attack again, Feng Gong suddenly called out, "Stop!"
Feng Gong looked at Huang Xiaolong, his arms were numb and painful, although the fight just took a few breaths, but he was afraid, and deep in his heart there was a fear like facing a strong man in the sanctuary.
However, Huang Xiaolong didn't seem to hear his call to stop, then he flew up, and suddenly his fists slammed over the sky, the fist marks were overwhelming, ethereal and mysterious.
Void God Fist!
After cultivating the Void God Fist, this was the first time Huang Xiaolong had used it against the enemy.
Feng Gong flew up in panic, retreating again and again, and at the same time, his hands kept slapping, and there was a constant slamming sound in the air, but despite this, a phantom fist hit his chest.
With a muffled sound, Feng Gong spurted blood from his mouth and flew out.
When Feng Gong got up in a panic, he saw a black gold halberd suddenly appeared in Huang Xiaolong's hand. The halberd shook, and the void stabbed at him. He saw a gust of wind and waves in front of him, like a sea, Feng Gong couldn't escape. , was swept away by the strong wind, and the robes on the chest were blown away.
However, before he fell, a halberd suddenly penetrated straight through his chest and came out from his back. Feng Gong only felt a pain in his chest, and stared blankly at the halberd on his chest, following the halberd. , looked at Huang Xiaolong on the other side of the halberd.
At this time, the two fell to the ground.
Huang Xiaolong pulled out the halloween halberd.
Feng Gong took a dozen steps back, stood still, and his body swayed. There was a blood hole in his chest. Sadly, sadly.
"I, can I know, whose hands did I die in?" Feng Gong looked at Huang Xiaolong and asked intermittently.
"Huang Xiaolong." Huang Xiaolong said indifferently.
"Huang Xiaolong?" Feng Gong said for a while, his voice extremely weak, and fell down.
"Forgot to tell you, I also got this All Saints Halberd at the bottom of the valley." Huang Xiaolong looked down at Feng Gong on the ground.
Feng Gong closed his eyes slowly.
A half-holy died in the hands of an innate tenth-order mid-stage powerhouse!
In the distance, Dai Li watched his master fall, his eyes stunned. In fact, Huang Xiaolong and Feng Gong fought each other, and it took only about a dozen breaths before and after.
At this moment, Huang Xiaolong walked towards him.
When Dai Li saw Huang Xiaolong approaching, he slowly realized what was happening in front of him.
"You!" In addition to fear, his eyes were still frightened, and he stepped back step by step, looking flustered.
However, when he was about to speak, he was pierced by Huang Xiaolong's halberd from his chest, and Huang Xiaolong pulled out the halloween halberd.
At this time, it was noon, and the halloween halberd was emitting a faint brilliance in the sun, and there was no blood on it.
Huang Xiaolong took the All Saints Halberd back to his arm.
After a while, Huang Xiaolong found two space rings from the two of them, then incinerated their bodies, flashed their bodies, and rushed back to the City of the Gods.
"It's been seven months, I don't know if Yao Fei is still in the City of Gods." Huang Xiaolong's eyes flashed coldly.
Hope he hasn't left the city of the gods!
And that Zhao Chen!
However, when he thinks of Zhao Chen, Huang Xiaolong has many doubts in his heart. He should have never offended this Zhao Chen before, and he has no grudge against him, but why should Zhao Chen deal with him
And this Zhao Chen seems to know himself
Huang Xiaolong flew in mid-air, gliding through the air like a ray of extremely fast light.
More than an hour later, Huang Xiaolong returned to the City of Gods.
Returning to the City of the Gods, Huang Xiaolong rushed back to the Zhuangyuan.
As soon as Huang Xiaolong appeared in the City of the Gods, in the Nanfuyuan of the City of the Gods, Zhao Chen got the news of Huang Xiaolong's appearance. Hearing the report from his subordinates, Zhao Chen looked at the housekeeper coldly and said: " Didn't you say that our people are monitoring the mansion 24 hours a day, and Huang Xiaolong has never left the mansion? Now, what happened when he came back from outside the city of the gods?"
When the wind steward heard this, his forehead was sweating, and he didn't know how to answer.
Huang Xiaolong left the City of Gods, when did he leave? ! He really didn't know.
Zhao Chen sneered and said, "I didn't expect that kid to leave the city of the gods and dare to come back. When you come back this time, don't even think about leaving the city of the gods. After you clean up, you can go to the ghost town." To be continued, this text is provided by the breaking dawn update group @, Dadoudoumm. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation.)