Chapter 701

"Bastard, I'll kill you." the roar came from the mountain forest, followed by a glittering figure, jumped out from the collapsed earth, and it was Xiong Kun who was blown out by Feng Wuji.

His fur burst and blood flowed out. It was obvious that he had been seriously injured under the mountain seal of Huxiao town just now.

The strong people in the soul state couldn't help but look sideways when they saw this scene. Although Xiong Kun was blown away because he despised the enemy, Feng Wuji's attack was really fierce. Even Xiong Kun was injured.

"The strong man in the soul state is just like this." Feng Wuji opened his mouth faintly, and the world around him shook. The wind roared behind him. The cyan whirlwind condensed into a dragon and roared upward.

Xiong Kun's face was dark and his eyes staring at Feng Wuji were full of killing intention. But now, he has put away his contempt. Although Feng Wuji is only the nine heavy martial arts cultivation of soul forging realm, he is extremely powerful, far beyond the nine heavy martial arts cultivation of ordinary soul forging realm.

"I'll kill you and let you experience the feeling of death." Xiong Kun's voice was hoarse because of his anger.

"Come on." Feng Wuji's eyes coagulated slightly, and a general trend spread from him. At the same time, the circling dragon rushed towards Xiong Kun.

Where you pass, space vibrates.

"Drink." Xiong Kun roared. His black light was shining, and his black hair was shining. The world shook with a blow. This is the attack of the strong in the soul condensing realm. Even the power of the strong in the soul condensing realm is frightening.

"Boom"

Xiong Kun's fist collided with the roaring whirlwind, and the spiritual ripples spread, which was extremely amazing. Feng Wuji's figure flashed. Every time he stepped out, he stepped out tens of feet, which was very strange. In the twinkling of an eye, he appeared behind the powerful man. A flood of spiritual power on his fist rushed towards Xiong Kun's back heart.

Xiong Kun's face changed slightly, quickly turned around and slapped Feng Wuji.

"Bang bang"

The fighting between the two men was very exciting. Although Xiong Kun was a strong person in the soul condensing realm, Feng Wuji could clearly detect Xiong Kun's actions and hide all his attacks because he was in the realm of the unity of heaven and man.

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On the other side, there was a look of shock in the eyes of the ancient wind. Feng Wuji was more powerful than expected. It seems that Feng Wuji deliberately hid his accomplishments when he was in Yancheng. At this time, it was really revealed.

Watching Feng Wuji fight alone against a strong man in a condensed soul state, the heart of ancient style is also very touched. Although Feng Wuji had promised for a long time, he never thought that Feng Wuji would really come and risk his life to help him.

"I don't know what charm you have. You can let so many people die for you." Frost's eyes swept Feng Wuji and fluctuated slightly. His eyes looked at the ancient wind and said with some surprise.

To tell the truth, she didn't want such a war. Because in the end, whether they win or lose, their loss of Xuehan palace is also very important, and it is very difficult to recover in a short time.

Gu Feng looked at the frost and frowned slightly. He could see that the woman didn't want to fight. But if the patriarch's orders were repeated, she had to do it.

"Han Shuang, do you have a crush on this boy and talk so much nonsense to him?" blood stained eyes swept Han Shuang and said in a cold voice.

"Hum." although Han Shuang is middle-aged, years have not left traces of vicissitudes on her face. Instead, it makes him look like he has a mature charm.

She snorted angrily, and the cold breath shrouded the blood mark. The space around the bloodstain began to condense small ice crystals.

"Have you done enough? We are companions now. Kill the boy first." Jin Xiaomei frowned and said in a low voice, looking at the cold frost and blood marks.

"Drink." the three people roared and rushed out with strong spiritual power and roared towards the ancient wind. The ice cold breath condenses into a snow white fox. The speed is very fast. Ice crystals emerge and shine along the way. The bloody spirit wriggled and turned into a blood python. The red eyes were full of bloody light. The golden wolf roared and tore at the ancient wind.

"Ha ha, war." the ancient wind roared. In the face of the three people's attack, he didn't hide or flash, and quickly bullied him forward. The frosty willow eyebrows wrinkled slightly, and the eyes fluctuated strangely.

As for Jin Xiao and the bloodstains, both of them had a sneer on their lips. Their attack was very powerful. Although the boy's forging body method was powerful, it became dim under their successive attacks. Even if they could not kill him this time, he could definitely be seriously injured.

Just when the three attacks were about to fall on the ancient wind, there was a touch of sarcasm on the corner of his mouth. Of course he knew what they thought, but how could the star glass body be broken so easily.

"Boom."

The ancient wind's body burst, and the dim glazed brilliance completely disappeared.

The three were stunned. They didn't know why the ancient wind suddenly dispersed the glass brilliance. In doing so, he was attacked by three people. Even if his body was strong, he could never resist.

However, the faces of the three people changed slightly. The ancient wind looked at the three people, pulled a touch of sarcastic color from the corners of his mouth, and printed his hands. The bright brilliance bloomed again. The bright glass light wrapped the ancient wind, making him look dazzling.

"How could it be?" bloodstains and Jin Xiao's face changed. Obviously, they didn't expect such a result.

"Boom"

In the shocked eyes of the three people, the three attacks fell on the ancient wind. The bright glazed brilliance quickly faded down, followed by the collapse, but followed by the glazed brilliance blooming again, and the ancient wind turned into a glazed giant again.

"Go to hell."

There was a cold cry. The roar of the ancient wind resounded through the world. The barren Qi gathered with both palms. The eight wasteland palms were connected. The eight palms were one. The power was infinite. It was comparable to the first-class martial arts.

"Damn it." the blood mark and Jin Xiao's face showed the sound of panic, and the barren breath on Ba Huang's palm frightened them. The barren Qi will wither if touched, and decay if touched. They dare not touch it at all and retreat quickly.

"Go back."

However, when they retreated, the ancient wind suddenly appeared behind them and kicked their feet on their backs. The terrible force sprayed blood on their mouths and flew back.

"No."

At the same time, the eight wasteland palms also fell on the two people. The screams of panic came from their mouths. Their figures were shrouded in the desolation, and the screams disappeared.