Chapter 2884

Seeing the three men shooting out, the crowd also chased them out. It's hard to see the saint son characters. At this time, they were put together by two people. Obviously, Mo Taifeng would not let them go. But these two people are not idiots, dare to challenge Mo Taifeng, always have some strength.

Mo Taifeng didn't suppress his momentum at all. His momentum was like a rainbow, which was like a rainbow and hung down like a fairyland. He shocked countless people in Phoenix and looked at him in horror one by one.

"Prince Motai!"

Among them, people who have seen Mo Taifeng exclaimed, staring at Mo Taifeng straightly. I don't know what makes such an invincible character so angry. What does a saint son represent? On behalf of the invincible under the giants, represents the future achievements are unlimited. Also represents the top power of each clan! Because this person represents the strong in the future!

Therefore, although the son is not in the imperial realm, it has a more noble position than the giant, because everyone knows that as long as there is no accident. The characters of Saint son level must be able to enter the imperial realm, even far beyond.

"Who are these two people who dare to provoke Prince Motai at the level of Saint son?"

"Tut! Now young people are more and more bold. Don't they know the terror of the son? "

"I don't know how to live or die!"

Many people stare at Xu Feng and prick the sky with sympathy in their eyes. Staring at Mo Taifeng in awe, his eyes were full of admiration and admiration. For them, the son of a man is unattainable.

"I will send you to death today!" Mo Taifeng stares at the two people, with a cold killing intention in the corner of his mouth. The double hammers in his hand drop down, just like a star river covering Xu Feng and stabbing the sky. He has the delusion of killing both of them.

If it's another mysterious person, even if he reaches the peak of legend, he will succeed. However, Xu Feng and CI Tian are such characters that he can cover them in one fell swoop.

Stabian snorted, picked the spear, and rushed to the track mark of the other party's riot. The spear was not fancy, but collided with the opponent's double hammers. The empty space of the bombardment constantly burst out. A gust of wind roared into the broken space and disappeared. The two men took a step back in the battle.

The crowd was in a state of uproar, staring at the sky, thinking who this man was. He could fight with Prince Motai at the saint son level, forcing him to retreat.

"It must be that Prince Motai didn't give all his strength. He is a saint son level figure, and his strength is against heaven. He can be called invincible at the same level. How can he be repulsed? He must not have given his full strength

They soon found a reason for Prince Motai. And the fact is, as they expected, Prince Motai did not use all his strength. But it doesn't mean he won the thorns. Mo Taifeng is very clear that the other side did not use all his strength.

"What a terrible man! Who the hell is he? " Prince Mo Tai frowned. When he snatched the holy liquid from the sky, he knew that the other side was very strong. After all, to escape his pursuit, it will be quite strong, and the other side is also seriously injured. However, this also did not regard the thorn sky as a character of the same level as him. But just a fight, I found that the other side's toughness will not be much weaker than their own.

"Who are you?" Prince Motai has some scruples. If the other party can really compare with himself, it means that the other party has reached the level of Saint son. Each of these characters is a strong enemy. Although he is not afraid, it is a problem. But who is not famous for such a person? Why haven't you seen and heard of him?

"Stabbing the sky!" The long spear in the sky dances, and a series of power uprisings and traces surge out. It turns into a gun shadow and goes out in a riot. Mo Taifeng goes straight.

Mo Taifeng's two hammers dance to block the shadow of the gun, but he is puzzled. He has not heard of the ancient people around him who are called the son of a saint named stabian.

"Who are you from?" Mo Taifeng stares at the sky stabbing. With his double hammers dancing in his hands, the traces of the road are falling down continuously, just like the Star River rolling towards the sky piercing, which has a towering power.

"A man without a family! It's just a loose repair! " Stab the sky light say, long spear startles Yan to hit, direct at the other party's vital point but go, Sen cold and horror. This blow makes Mo Taifeng's face change. The double hammer in his hand is thrown hard in the past. The road mark forms a terrible attack to block the amazing sword of stabbing heaven.

But the other side is not relaxed, was shocked to fly out, the arm trembles, obviously suffered a loss in the stabbing sky.

"Son?" Mo Taifeng glared at the sky, and finally confirmed the strength of the son of thorns! However, he is not willing to believe in the practice of non clan people who stab the sky! How can a character with his strength and son level be a monk!

"No wonder you dare to challenge me. I have some strength. It's just, what can you do with me? You are as powerful as I am, but the son level is not only strength, metaphysical skills, and so on. All of them have to reach a kind of inhuman state to be crowned as the saint child. I'll see if you are qualified enough

With that, Mo Taifeng danced with two hammers, and the sky was shaking between the dances, and the towering momentum covered it, which awed everyone.

However, hearing Mo Taifeng's words, people also stare straight at the thorn sky: what does the prince Mo Tai say? Say he's comparable to his strength? Oh, my God! He has the power of Saint son. If his skills and skills can be compared with Mo Taifeng, isn't he another Saint son?

People stare straight at the void, and they fight into a group. Both of them are fierce and terrifying. They don't have much fancy, but their moves make everyone shiver. Every move is exquisite to the extreme, and every time they shoot at each other's vital points.Every time I saw it, I was shocked. If they wanted to be themselves, they would not have known how many times they had died. The subtlety of these two people is far beyond their own.

"Is this the son? No wonder you can be invincible at the same level! This kind of delicate control is absolutely impossible for ordinary people! The power of terror and the control of power are exquisite. No wonder they are invincible at the same level. If the most common moves are displayed in their hands, they will have endless opportunities to kill! "

The crowd looked at the two men fighting overhead, and their eyes were full of fear, and the two men were fighting with each other. Obviously, the young man they didn't know was also a saint son.

"He's from that clan. Tut Tut, it's hard to see one of them, but now I see two. When two invincible figures of the same rank fight each other, I don't know who can win? "

"It's very difficult to distinguish between the two. Hell, this is a strange son of a character

"Too terrible! The power of the hand is far more than the peak of ordinary legend, and the power of riot is enough to tear the world apart. "

They had never seen such a level of fighting. The fighting between the two was more fierce than they had expected, and it was obvious that neither of them had resorted to great tactics. Usually the peak of legend, even if the use of holy skills are not so fierce.

While the crowd is still chattering, Xu Feng is holding a long sword. His spirit and sharp sword run through it. The sword idea runs through, and the trace of Tao is hidden among them. Xu Feng stares at Mo Taifeng, who is fighting against the sky.

Mo Taifeng is a saint son. He can't do anything for him in a short time, especially when the two sides have not used their cards, which is quite equal. Xu Feng stares at each other straight, stabbing the sky seems to feel Xu Feng's eyes, his attack fierce fierce a few minutes. Between the gun shadow and the riot, the traces hang down like willows, spreading down and sweeping away, turning into the head of a gun, and shooting at the enemy's vital points.

The opponent's double hammer dances. Between the movements, the track marks impact out, blocking all the gun shadows.

"You surprised me. I didn't expect that you could snatch a saint son figure at random." Mo Taifeng laughed, "but you should know that you can't help me, and I can't help you. It's in my hands. You can't take it back. "

That's not necessarily why Xu Taifeng couldn't help laughing

When Xu Feng spoke, a sharp sword shot out. The sword startled the goose like thunder. It was extremely terrifying. The sharp sword crossed a ray of light and went straight to the other side's chest.

Mo Taifeng and stabian fight each other to block the attack, but it doesn't mean that Mo Taifeng doesn't pay attention to Xu Feng. So he was not surprised to see Xu Feng's hand, but after Xu Feng's hand, his face changed greatly.

He thought that the boy's strength was limited, but his opponent's sword was beyond his expectation. The whole world was permeated with the sword idea, as if confirming his sword. It was amazing.

Mo Taifeng originally did not put Xu Feng such a small person in the heart, but after the other side shot, he knew he was wrong. No longer dare to retain, the force burst out to block the sky stabbing attack, the body also fierce side, want to avoid Xu Feng's attack.

Just look down on a person is to pay a price, although avoid the key, but the arm was drawn by Xu Feng a deep mouth, blood falling, dazzling to the extreme.

Mo Taifeng several flash, he can't believe looking at his arm on a bloodstain, straight staring at Xu Feng, face distorted.

People are also sluggish, can't believe looking at Xu Feng: they did not think that each other's sword can stab out a deep bloodstain of Mo Taifeng.

Xu Feng shook his head and sighed. He thought that the son level was the son level. It was very difficult to kill him. Even if there are thorny days to contain their own sneak attack, all failed. Xu Fengxin wants to be the peak of other legends. This sword definitely takes his life, but for Mo Taifeng, it just leaves a bloodstain.

"What a fierce attack! I despise you Mo Taifeng stares at Xu Feng.

"There's more you don't know!" Xu Feng knew that the sneak attack was useless. Fortunately, the uprising force directed at Mo Taifeng and left, "you said that a son of a saint can't help you? What about the two? "

Xu Feng's words let everyone in an uproar, all stare at Xu Feng, eyes full of disbelief: "is this youth also Saint son level?"

"My God! The world is crazy. In this auction, three saints were brought out! "

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