Martial God Asura Chapter 159: A bit meaning

"The deity's means to attack and kill the Xeon. There is nothing to stop the deity in the world. not to mention is the formation of your two little ghosts. Even if it is the World Spiritist that leads hundreds of World Spirit troops, it is also killed by me. Yeah. "White Tiger recounted proudly.

"Hundreds of World Spirit troops? What level of World Spiritist is Eggy?" Chu Feng asked in his heart, because he wanted to know how strong World Spiritist would be.

"Fool, World Spirit and World Spiritist conclude a contract. When Spirit power of World Spiritist is strong to a certain extent, as long as World Spiritist allows, World Spirit can step into the living world with its own spiritual wisdom and fight for World Spiritist."

"Mastering the number of World Spirit is a way to measure the strength of World Spiritist. Mastering hundreds of World Spirit World Spiritist, at least has reached the peak of the king, is a peak Martial King." Eggy explained.

"It's so powerful?" And at this moment, Chu Feng was even more surprised. One shot beheaded and killed the top-level Martial King. This shows two points. The first point shows that the White Tiger Slaughtering Technique host was very powerful, and it was probably that person. Nine Provinces Continent's mythical character, Qing Xuantian.

On the other hand, it means that this White Tiger Slaughtering Technique is very good. After all, World Spiritist is good at Spirit Formation technique, and Spirit Formation technique is also known as the strongest defense method in the world. It is enough for him to break it and kill it. Explain his power.

No wonder then Murong Xiaoyao, known as the unparalleled means of attack and killing, must be the credit of White Tiger Slaughtering Technique, Secret Skill, and it really has a good reputation.

"In short, the deity of the deity is invincible, as the little devil said, sleeping here. The deity does not matter, but it is the regret of the world. So the deity decided to be born and let the world see again/goodbye know the style of the deity."

White Tiger is hovering in the air, and speaks with a lot of bragging, but even if it speaks too directly and has too much self-confidence, Chu Feng and the girl in purple clothes have no doubt about it, because this one is indeed like legend. Secret Skill is undoubted.

"You two little ghosts, although they are not very good, but natural talent is okay. You two will fight one. Victor, my deity will pass on my ability to him. To what extent, it depends on your personal natural talent. "

"But rest assured, even if your natural talent is too bad, the deity will not blame you, because the blame never doubts your own vision, just like Murong, who was easy, so mediocre, and the deity has never said that he ca n’t do it. Blame, because after all he was the one chosen by the deity. "White Tiger suddenly said, somewhat remorseful.

"What? Murong Xiaoyao is mediocre? Was Murong Xiaoyao mediocre at that time? Never said that he couldn't do it? What are you complaining about now?" Chu Feng is called a bad mood in the heart. This so-called Secret Skill is simply a Arrogant and arrogant narcissistic pervert.

But then again, people do have this capital. Otherwise, Chu Feng and this girl in purple clothes will not respect him at this moment and want to win its appreciation.

But at the moment, the effort on the mouth is obviously useless. This White Tiger already spoke, and let Chu Feng fight with the girl in purple, and the winner can get its power.

"What's the matter? Don't hurry up? Be careful. Your deity changes his mind." Glancing at the two, White Tiger roared with dissatisfaction.

"Dead"

While White Tiger's voice has just fallen, the girl in the purple dress shots like lightning, the purple Mist flows again, and the blue silk turns into spontaneous spontaneity again. Among the purple pupils, there is even murderousness. She is thinking To Chu Feng to die.

The purple Mist is coming forward, just like the purple ferocious beast, the Chu Feng is not weak, the pace is widened, the waist is straight, the left hand is golden bow, and the right hand is metal arrow.

The bow pull Full Moon, the arrow is like a meteor, the sky's Guided Arrow, turns into a golden rainstorm, and blasts toward the purple Mist, but the other Chu Feng is unexpected, the purple Mist that looks like a smoke Piaomiao, But it is not fragile, but rather like a copper wall and iron wall.

No matter how powerful Bow of Hundred Transformations, Chu Feng, was, after crossing several layers of purple Mist, it had to gradually slow down, eventually being resisted by it, turned into fragments, and disappeared.

The main thing is that Bow of Hundred Transformations was blocked, but it failed to resist the offensive of the purple Mist. At this moment, the purple Mist is swooping from the front to the Chu Feng.

It descends from the sky, both like an unstoppable waterfall and an instable torrent, the power and the power can only be understood by the immersive Chu Feng.

"Hum."

However, Chu Feng is also not a weakling. He coldly snorted said, don't panic, just when the purple Mist is about to fall, Imperial Sky Technique suddenly ran out, and then easily avoided it.

"Swish Swish 唰"

But what made Chu Feng unexpected was that at the same time he escaped, the purple Mist was also split, turned into numerous purple Mist big hands, grabbed Chu Feng, and even the speed was increased by several times. .

"Boom boom" that Mist big hand is very powerful, every time it crashes, it will leave a deep pit on the surface of this special texture.

Dust, stone debris dancing, Chu Feng is like a spirit monkey, jumping between these large purple hands. Although at his speed, the purple hands cannot do anything to him, but Chu Feng is absolutely caught. Passive situation.

After avoiding Chu Feng, I set my eyes on the sidelines and found that the girl in purple clothes just stood in place, without even moving half a step, looking at herself with that disdainful look, as if Chu Feng was the fish on the cutting board, Is being left to slaughter.

"Smelly girl, my little master doesn't show his might, you really are a sick cat."

At this moment, Chu Feng suddenly stopped the escape, and between the turning of thoughts, golden lightning appeared in both eyes, and at the same time, the surrounding space was also a squirm, and a small golden thunder surged out, forming A Taoist-shaped shield, guarding in front of Chu Feng's, Chu Feng's Aura, has been stepped into Black Tortoise Second Level from Black Tortoise First Level in an instant.

"Boom Boom Boom Boom"

At this moment, the purple hands have come from all directions, which almost closed all Chu Feng's retreats, and began to blast continuously on Chu Feng. The powerful impact made purple Mist. Mixed with the gravel, even this graveyard was shaken and shaken, shaken and shaken again.

However, under such attacks, the girl in purple was displeased and anxious, a pair of willow eyebrows couldn't help wrinkling slightly, and her moist eyes became more dignified.

As for the White Tiger in the air, there was also a swipe across the corner of the mouth. The beast's unique smile radian said faintly: "A little meaning."