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Boom!

The looting cloud is generated at the speed that can be seen by the naked eye. It's a dark and oppressive piece, as if there's a big terror crawling out of the abyss.

Under the sky, the atmosphere is depressed to the extreme!!!

Even the followers of his highness, who are too low to sit on the chariot, feel the blood clotting, Yuan Li is sealed, and even some weak followers feel suffocating.

"Hum" ~ "

The Chariot's spirit pattern flickers, shooting out a red glow, blocking most of the pressure.

"Click!"

The sky above the clouds, split a thunder, black with some purple, light flow color, with the power of terror.

It's so powerful that He Yong's fist can trigger the storm and thunder.

This kind of storm and thunder robbery with purple light, let alone the martial arts in the life environment, even the real powerful Shenfu environment will be severely damaged!

"Hum!"

Qin Sheng snorted coldly, and his eyes suddenly became cold. His eyes were full of impressive war.

"Bang!"

Qin Sheng's feet stamp, and the whole Molong mining area vibrates. The scalding yuan force spurts out from the purple yuan vein in his body, and the mighty purple awn bursts out, just like a purple sun rising from the East.

"Dragon whale fist!"

Qin Sheng appeared in the air like a ghost, facing the black fist seal, but also played a punch.

Sharp fist light up the whole sky, even the black clouds are illuminated, and the magic dragon wasteland is bright again.

"Ow!"

"Moo!"

Behind Qin Sheng, there were dragon chants and whale roars.

The source of Longjing boxing is the Zaohua Tianbei, which even the "female corpse elder martial sister" flying to nine days and ten places marveled, claiming to be able to wipe out all the nine death magic skills, but also did not wipe them out.

It can be seen how terrible the stele is, and Longjing fist is nothing!

Qin Sheng's boxing seal made a virtual image of a real dragon and a divine whale.

The shadow of the real dragon is tens of miles long, and the shadow of the divine whale is hundreds of miles wide.

One dragon and one whale, covering the sky and blocking the sun, directly broke the plunder cloud led by He Yong.

"What kind of punch is this?"

He Yong obviously felt the power of terror, and his body was shaking.

When!

The two fists collided and burst into incomparable light. The whole sky rolled violently, as if an ancient dragon had turned over and even the sky would be broken.

He Yong had no time to shock, his pupils suddenly contracted, because he saw a huge fist blasting at an incredible speed.

"So fast!"

He Yong's eyes almost fell out, and he opened his mouth to spit out a red spirit sword.

The spirit sword is only the size of the tongue. It burns with different fire. It depicts the complicated and unsmooth spirit pattern. It turns into a flowing light and kills the fist imprint from the explosion.

It's all too fast, faster than lightning. He Yong has experienced thousands of times of life and death. At such a moment, he took attack as defense and killed Qin Sheng unexpectedly.

If you are an ordinary warrior, you may lose a lot of money.

It's a pity that He Yong is facing Qin Sheng, who has the memory of the emperor.

Even though the emperor is not good at fighting, but with so many years of experience, the fighting experience is far beyond the martial arts of the Shenfu.

Qin Sheng instantly penetrated all the intrigues of He Yong. His fist had no resistance, but his skin was covered with black symbols at a speed that the naked eye could not catch

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