Chapter 595

The battle improved by level 6 forging cannot be underestimated.

Just a hard touch, Duan Moming felt the tingling sensation in his arm and was shaking.

"Only the six levels of cultivation of heaven and human realm, the power of Dan Di is so strong!" Duan Chong frowned darkly, and his uneasiness became more and more intense.

"Duan Shaozhu's cultivation of the heaven and human realm can't rival the power of the emperor Dan!"

"How strong! It's incredible

"Is this still human? It's a monster! Six fold cultivation can suppress Duan Shaozhu

Many practitioners who watched the battle were boiling and took a breath.

"Last time you swallowed liupin shuhun pill, it seems that the sequela has been cured, but it still has a big impact on you." The wind has no dust.

With Duan Mo's talent, his cultivation can't be improved only so much in two months. It's mainly influenced by liupin shuhun pill.

"Sacrifice your magic weapon, or I'll probably kill you with two or three punches!" Wind dust-free cold way, cold eyes staring at the face of the ferocious Duan Mo name.

Fengwuchen and Duan momei have been fighting for the third time, and they all know each other's strength.

"Buzz!"

Duan Mo Ming's idea moved, offering a medium-sized spirit tool. It was a crystal bead. As Duan Mo Ming injected strength, the crystal bead exploded and flashed blue light, sending out a strong breath, and even more terrifying forces spread.

At this moment, the breath of Duan Mo's name is beyond the wind and dust-free, occupying the advantage.

Extremely violent breath spread, Duan Moming was full of fierce murderous gas, and his momentum was surging.

His fierce and murderous eyes stare at the wind, and Duan Mo Ming slowly raises his hand. A torrent of energy condenses out, and the blue light explodes and covers the void.

Looking at Duan Mo Ming, Yi Tianqing shook his head: "dying struggle!"

"Brother Feng's strength is far above him." Liu Qingyang shrugged and sneered.

"Xuanjie high-quality martial arts! Silence

Duan Moming gave a cold drink, and the condensed terror energy came down with the cry, and the blue energy column as thick as his arm burst out, as fast as lightning, with a strong sound explosion.

"Boom!"

"Buzz!"

Feng Wuchen snorts a little coldly. In the face of Duan Moming's powerful martial arts, Feng Wuchen blows up with his bare hand. With a loud bang, the void bursts into a huge spider web like crack.

Duan Mo Ming's martial arts skills are smashed by the wind!

"Sure enough, this guy is more powerful than I thought." Duan Mo frowned and said in secret that the martial arts of xuanjie level could not hurt the wind and dust.

"Hissing..."

seeing this scene, many practitioners and disciples of shengyangzong, who were watching the battle, took a cold breath and shivered.

"What a bullying force! One punch smashed Duan Shaozhu's martial energy! " The whole audience was boiling again, with panic on their faces.

"What violence Zhuge Liancheng shuddered, pale to the extreme.

"He... How could he have such a powerful force..." Mo ling'er's pretty face was shocked and frightened.

Mo ling'er has realized that she and Feng Wuchen are two different people in the world. No matter how hard she tries, she will never catch up with Feng Wuchen.

Every time in front of the wind Wuchen, every time she was trampled on by the wind, suffocating her and making her unable to turn over.

"There's no need to waste your time. Show me your real skills." Feng Wuchen said coldly and haughtily. It's not hard to tell from the words of Feng Wuchen. Just now that fist, Feng Wuchen has not used all his strength!

Feng Wuchen can smash Duan Moming's xuanjie martial arts energy with a random blow, which shows how overbearing his power is.

"Boom!"

Words fall, black wings a shock, wind dust-free suddenly burst out, with a strong roar, speed, and come in an instant.

"Boom boom!"

"Buzz!"

The fierce hand-to-hand battle started, the deafening explosion of the void continued, and a wave of terrible energy rolled like a raging wave.

The fierce battle made the disciples of Shengyang sect and many practitioners hold their breath and look nervous.

However, even if Duan Moming can fight against fengwuchen, he has been suppressed by fengwuchen in strength and speed. Even if he has been urged to do his best, he still can't suppress fengwuchen.

With the passage of time, Duan Moming began to be overwhelmed, some in a hurry.

"Bang bang!"

Fengwuchen's strength is too strong, and his physical strength is too strong. Even if Duan Moming's breath is above fengwuchen, he is still strongly suppressed by fengwuchen, and he is hit by fengwuchen several times.

The first genius in the world of magic sea, I've never been in such a mess as today.

Who doesn't know Duan Moming's strength? But now in front of the wind, Duan Mo name is very weak.

Duan Mo's name is more and more subdued. Facing the fierce and fierce attack of fengwuchen, he has no way.Duan Moming wants to give up hand to hand combat, but fengwuchen entangles him and chases him.

"Bang bang!"

Fierce attack, all hit on Duan Mo name, Duan Mo name has no power to fight back.

"Little patriarch..." the disciples of shengyangzong were so frightened that their hearts almost jumped out.

The elders were worried and worried.

"That's ridiculous!" Duan Mo's name was furious, but there was no way. The fierce attack of wind and dust made him lose his temper at all.

"True yuan protects the body!" Duan Mo Ming roared fiercely, condensing the energy shield.

"Broken!"

"Boom!"

"Click!"

The wind is dustless, and his fist is full of powerful power. A fist blows up. The power of tyranny and terror is like a bang on a mirror. With a click, the energy shield is broken in an instant.

"How can it be..." Duan Moming was shocked, and the power of the wind was beyond his imagination.

"Hum! Your strength is too weak! " The wind has no dust and ferocious way, explodes the bright red fist, and hits Duan Mo Ming's chest again.

Duan momei's face changed greatly, and a dangerous warning came from his mind.

"Boom!"

"Poof!"

A blow out, Duan Mo Ming has no time to resist, hit, hit the chest, Duan Moming a mouthful of blood spurt blood out, the body like a shell shot out.

The fist set forged by the sixth level is extremely powerful. Duan Mo Ming can not bear the power of wind and dust.

"Strange name!" Duan Zhong is so anxious that he can't help crying out.

"The young master was wounded!"

"The power of fengwuchen is too terrible. The little Lord is not his opponent at all. How can tianrenjing Liuzhong have such terrible power?"

"Little master, you are invincible

The disciples of shengyangzong were in a panic and were completely shocked by the overbearing power displayed by fengwuchen.

Many practitioners who watched the battle were stupefied and looked at the wind in horror.

The first genius of magic sea world, it can't rival the six levels of heaven and man!

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