Chapter 1020

For a time, the Shengzhou bloodbath, Jiang Feng with his own strength, forcefully carry the future of Shengzhou.

Also rely on a pair of domineering fists, in the holy state, killing the sword of the mainland friars, scared.

Kill God, Jiang Feng!

This is the nickname given to Jiang Feng by the monk of Shenjian mainland. He is so terrible that he treats the monk of Shenjian mainland as a mouse.

Although Jiang Feng refused to be a leader, his actions have set up strong confidence for everyone.

Many friars, all resist, three years of shame, once wash!

In just half a month, the mainland friars of Shenjian were defeated.

On this day, Jiang Feng plans to go to the Big Dipper Star area and directly clean up the Shenjian friars in mainland China.

On the way to the Big Dipper star field, a person's appearance blocked Jiang Feng's way.

This man didn't show up abruptly or follow Jiang Feng intentionally. Instead, he just sat on the top of a mountain and seemed to have known that Jiang Feng was going to Beidou and stopped here in advance.

It was a small hill with jagged rocks. This man was sitting on it, wearing a hat and a sword beside him. It was calm and calm, which made the picture look like it was still.

Jiang Feng stopped hundreds of feet away, looking at this person across the air, the other side, no breath, but a strong intuition tells Jiang Feng, this person is not simple.

"Who's in the way?" Jiang Feng asked in a cold voice, but he still couldn't break the silence here. After his sound wave came out, it seemed that he was crushed by an invisible force within hundreds of feet, and there was no way to spread it out.

"Those who break the ruins, kill you!" A cold sound came from the top of the mountain, under the hat of the sitting man. In an instant, the surrounding space was filled with a fierce sword air, making a harsh whistling sound.

Jiang Feng doesn't need to ask the mainland friars of Shenjian, but he also judges the origin of each other. Only the mainland friars of Shenjian have this kind of sword meaning.

"Kill On the top of the mountain, there is no more nonsense, just a sentence of killing. It resounds through the sky. Within a thousand feet, it suddenly flies sand and rocks, with infinite sword spirit, and goes crazy to fight against Jiangfeng. It is as fast as thunder and irresistible.

"To the peak of jiuchongtian in the ruins!" As soon as the other side makes a move, Jiang Feng will judge the other side's accomplishments.

"The strong can't help me. You, the top monk of jiuchongtian in the ruins, still can't help me." Jiang Feng said in a crazy voice. Facing the fierce sword Qi, he suddenly stepped on the ground and burst out into the sky.

Boom!!!

Void suddenly because of the collision of two people and issued a continuous explosion sound.

"Kill With a low drink, Jiang Feng's long gun appeared in his hand. He took seven steps to step on the sky, and with a Hongmeng magic gun in his hand, he killed the friar, who called himself duanxu.

"Out!" With a cold drink from the ruins breaker, the iron sword stuck on the ground beside him came out of the scabbard with a "Chi La" sound and chopped at Jiang Feng.

"Gun code of the sky!" Jiang Feng roared, shot and collided with the iron sword.

to be sonorous!!

It was like the sound of beating iron, which spread countless times. Even though Jiang Feng took seven steps, he could not stand the force of shock and stepped back.

To the peak of jiuchongtian in the market, not to Tongtian!

In the case of using the seven steps to step on the sky and using the gun Jue of the sky, Jiang Feng is sure to share the beauty with him.

At the moment, however, he stepped back and was shocked. The opponent's fighting power was terrible, and his swordsmanship was no less powerful than those who were sealed in foreign warships.

"The pilgrimage of ten thousand immortals!" After Jiang Feng was slightly surprised, he directly launched the pilgrimage map of ten thousand immortals. The terrible totem power swept wildly, and he suppressed the ruins.

"In the air!" On the top of the mountain, those who break the ruins drink coldly and kill with one sword. They directly cut into the pilgrimage map of ten thousand immortals. They split the infinite totem force directly from the map and turn it into a fierce air current, which rushes out from both sides.

"Pressure Jiang Feng's hands at the same time, a steady stream of the power of the stars into the pilgrimage map, so that the pilgrimage map of the characters, almost alive.

The tens of thousands of pilgrims, with different postures, seemed to want to walk out of the picture, and the mountains and rivers were almost materialized, exuding a majestic atmosphere.

Even so, the pilgrimage of ten thousand immortals still failed to suppress the iron sword. The sword was fierce, indomitable and too terrifying.

"Feixian mural!" Jiang Feng is another burst of drink, with the idea of projection, in the void in the fantasy of flying fairy murals.

Twelve immortals, majestic, back like a mountain, stand upright, as if to break the void, momentum infinite.

The two paintings are almost superimposed together in the air, and the lethality is very terrible.

Jiang Feng is confident that he can't resist it if he is a general monk in the ruins. Although he won't be killed, he will also be injured.

Bang!

In an instant, the iron sword, finally unable to resist, was sent out by the majestic pressure of the two sides of the picture, and directly flew out.

The ferocious force from the pilgrimage of ten thousand immortals is to refine the ruins, while the frescoes of flying immortals are to smash the infinite sword Qi.

"Broken way!" At this moment, the man who broke the ruins gave a cold drink, and the iron sword came out again. There was a black hole in the air where the sword passed.

"The power of the law!" Jiang Feng's eyes show the color of surprise, the other side did not step into the sky, unexpectedly can master the power of the law, incredible.

Boom!!!

The iron sword and the two paintings collided at last, and the heaven and the earth trembled. At this moment, Jiang Feng's heart and his head seemed to have been struck by lightning.

Brush ～～

The frescoes of flying immortals and the pilgrimage of ten thousand immortals are attributed to Jiang Feng, and the iron sword also falls beside the ruins.

Jiang Feng retreated dozens of steps before stopping his body. In his eyes, he was full of strong fighting spirit and met his opponent. In this case, he had a good fight!

Whoosh!!!

It was not until this time that the man who broke the ruins finally stood up. Then, a terrible air burst out from him, like a surging river, to submerge heaven and earth.

Whoosh!!!

This fierce momentum, like a sword, suddenly broke out in the air near Jiang Feng.

"You know the meaning of duanxu." At this time, the ruins of the sudden opening, tone cold asked toward Jiang Feng.

"I don't want to know the meaning of your name, I only know that today, those who stop me will die!" Jiang Feng spewed indifferently.

"Those who cut off the market will cut off the road to the market. I am at the end of the market. In my hands, no one can win!"

"Kill me!"

Regardless of Jiang Feng's words, the ruins breaking people coldly finish saying these words. With a big hand, they grasp the iron sword and kill Jiang Feng fiercely.