King of Gods Chapter 1180: Three moves to win or lose
The rest of Blue Scales Clan and Golden Arm Clan consciously stepped back dozens of miles.
Among them, Golden Arm Clan is still more optimistic about Zhao Feng. Zhao Feng has been pursuit even Hou Qing. Although it may be the help of the old man in Tsing Yi, Zhao Feng's strength is by no means as simple as it seems.
Blue Scales Clan is naturally full of confidence. You must know that Quasi-God Lan Ye has a record of beating Second-Rank True God. Mystic Light Realm is successful. How can it resist the blue cricket three moves.
However, Blue Scales Clan people do not know, Zhao Feng has also killed Second-Rank True God, and it is also a very powerful True God Gui Li in Ghost Dao.
"It's too late to regret it now. As long as you kneel on the ground and scratch your head, admit your mistake, and give me the Holy Spirit Flower, Blue Scales Clan can not kill you"
Quasi-God Lan Ye is condescending, expression is proud, and for him, it is a shame to have a successful fight with Mystic Light Realm.
"If Blue Scales Clan can kill me, kill it already"
Zhao Feng smiled slightly.
This is naturally a contempt for Blue Scales Clan. I have met two times in succession, but I failed to kill myself.
"I don't know what to do"
Quasi-God Lan Ye's eyes are slightly cold. Zhao Feng's attitude makes him very unhappy. He must step on Zhao Feng on the soles of his feet in order to vent his hatred.
"Bibo Palm"
Quasi-God Lan Ye whole body lifted a wave of blue water and melted into his right palm.
Boom
A palm shot, such as a big wave and infinite pressure, there is a huge Immemorial Races phantom in the palm of your hand.
Quasi-God Lan Ye seems to have a random hand, but contain has a trace of Bloodline Power, because he wants to defeat Zhao Feng with an advantage, but does not want to play a strong hole card.
"Earth Thunder Saint Armor"
Zhao Feng immediately runs Saint Thunder Body, condenses Wind Thunder of Earth, and forms a dark yellow armor with Thunder Light flickering around.
Boom
Quasi-God Lan Ye slaps away and hits the dark yellow thunder armor around Zhao Feng.
Boom
A moment of stalemate, the Zhao Feng's Earth Thunder Saint Armor was broken, and the Quasi-God Lan Ye palm was bombarded on the chest of Zhao Feng's.
Stuck and stared
Zhao Feng retreats three steps in a row, holding figure, complexion slightly pale.
"Good luck, this palm just happened next"
Quasi-God Lan Ye looks indifferent.
"It seems that the three measures agreed, Zhao Feng will lose"
"The palm of Quasi-God Lan Ye was just a test"
Blue Scales Clan exchange of three Elder sound transmission, complacent and pride flow from Meiyu.
Golden Arm Clan's eyes are slightly dimmed, Zhao Feng does not look easy.
"He hides strength"
At this time, the tall Golden Arm Clan man gave sound transmission to the other two.
"That's it"
Yu Hen ordered nodded. Judging by the performance of Zhao Feng just now, it will not stop Quasi-God Lan Ye, but Zhao Feng intentionally shows weakness.
"Second move"
Quasi-God Lan Ye proudly said.
Hoo
Quasi-God Lan Ye waved the palm, the invisible Profound Truth of Water was in his hand. After understanding Zhao Feng's strength, Quasi-God Lan Ye was convinced that this move could defeat Zhao Feng.
Boom
Quasi-God Lan Ye directly stimulates the bloodline of Blue Scales Clan. Suddenly, the blue scale pattern on his body is extremely clear, and the complexion becomes blue and deep, just like Wang Yangbihai.
"Failed"
Quasi-God Lan Ye made a direct move, and a blue scale ripples of terrifying palmed out, whistling away to Zhao Feng.
"Earth Thunder Saint Armor, Protection Thunder Glow"
Zhao Feng revealed the expression with all-out effort, exerted double defense Battle Skill, and stimulated Saint Thunder Body to a greater extent.
Boom
Palm light collided with defense, intertwined for a moment, Zhao Feng's defense was broken, and the remaining palm power bombarded Zhao Feng body.
Pedal ...
This time, Zhao Feng stepped back four steps, complexion is even more ugly, as if the limit of already arrived.
"Hmm, blocked?"
Quasi-God Lan Ye was slightly surprised. The first move, Zhao Feng, was barely blocked. His second move was at least twice as powerful as the previous move, and Zhao Feng also blocked.
Not only were Quasi-God Lan Ye surprised, but the three old men of Blue Scales Clan, including the Hu family brothers, were equally surprised.
They can feel the gap between the two moves of Quasi-God Lan Ye, but Zhao Feng has barely resisted it.
"He calculated the attack power of Quasi-God Lan Ye, so he can barely block it every time"
Golden Arm Clan The tall man, sound transmission and Golden Arm Clan.
"How can Zhao Feng do this?"
Yu Hen is slightly shocked.
Zhao Feng actually calculated the attack power of Quasi-God Lan Ye. Only in this way can we explain why the two tricks with different powers, the Zhao Feng bucket, can just block it.
If Zhao Feng shows super strong combat power at the beginning, then Quasi-God Lan Ye will go all out to show the powerful card attack.
"Really good plan"
The girl in pink palace clothes smiled.
"Third move, you will definitely lose"
Quasi-God Lan Ye frowns slightly, this boy looks a little weird in front of him, and can actually block his two moves.
Boom
Quasi-God Lan Ye whole body Bloodline Power is even more so. The waves of the surrounding waves are flowing back and forth, accompanied by a very high Concept offensive.
Everyone knows that Quasi-God Lan Ye will perform God Level Battle Skill.
"Lan Ye, this boy calculated your attack power, and he was pretended to be injured. Don't be fooled by him, use killing strike"
At this moment, one Third-Rank True God in Blue Scales Clan eagerly gave Quasi-God Lan Ye sound transmission.
"What?"
Quasi-God Lan Ye's mind was booming, although it was unbelievable, but it was true to think about it carefully.
This is the so-called fan of the authorities. Onlookers are clear. Quasi-God Lan Ye has more talent than several old people, but he doesn't see it.
However, Quasi-God Lan Ye has not acted lightly, it is still acting like God Level Battle Skill.
"Bibo Palm"
Quasi-God Lan Ye Concept A huge palm, shot directly.
Suddenly, a light blue long sword appeared in his hand, and there was a cold current flowing over it.
"Cut"
Quasi-God Lan Ye is already ready. When Divine Tool is taken out, it will run the bloodline Divine Power and cut it out directly. The speed is too late to reaction.
"Despicable and shameless"
Yu Hen shows contempt.
Dangtang Blue Scales Clan Chosen, Quasi-God Lan Ye with top Second-Rank strength, when using Mystic Light Realm successfully, it used such a mean method.
"Hehe"
The three Blue Scales Clan elders showed a smile, but they did not expect them to inform Quasi-God Lan Ye of this, Quasi-God Lan Ye will do whatever it takes, and at the last moment will perform a lore. Unexpectedly, Zhao Feng is likely to be killed by Quasi-God Lan Ye.
At this moment, everyone's attention was attracted by Quasi-God Lan Ye.
Humming
The deep blue sword chop, carrying the infinite cold water, swept away to Zhao Feng.
But everyone was surprised to find out that a dark iron sword appeared in the hands of Zhao Feng's.
Buzz
Damage Thunder Strength penetrates into it madly, green glow fine lines on the black iron sword suddenly shine flickering sparkling and translucent.
咻 嗤
Using Saint Thunder Body, Zhao Feng also cuts fierce red gold swords.
Boom
The two fierce sword moves collided together, and the sword edge energy of terrifying swept away, and the huge and stiff towering ancient tree on both sides was directly blown off.
Boom
In the destruction blade storm, a dim red golden light chopped and flew towards Quasi-God Lan Ye.
"How can you ..."
The shocked Quasi-God Lan Ye caught off guard and was hit by this less powerful sword blade. After taking a few steps back, a little blood spilled from the corners of his mouth.
Quasi-God Lan Ye touched the wound of body, dumbstruck, he was wounded arrived by a Mystic Light Realm successfully
"Dare you hurt me"
Quasi-God Lan Ye burns with Bloodline Power, and Immemorial of terrifying pushes forward.
"Why? Blue Scales Clan's genius loses and doesn't recognize it?"
Yu Hen showed no weakness and urged Golden Arm Clan blood to come to Zhao Feng.
Even he didn't expect that Zhao Feng was so hidden. Yu Hen finally knew that when Quasi-God Lan Ye performed the third move, Zhao Feng prepared strength on already, so when facing the attack method of Quasi-God Lan Ye mutation, Zhao Feng was still fearless.
What he didn't expect was that attack, which was also exhibited by Divine Tool, turned out to be Zhao Feng's attack in the end.
Although Quasi-God Lan Ye hastily attack and insufficient preparation, Quasi-God Lan Ye's Divine Power is stronger than Zhao Feng. In this case, the quality of Zhao Feng's Divine Tool should be higher than Quasi-God Lan Ye.
"Bluebird, stop"
At this time, the three Elders from Blue Scales Clan hurriedly stopped.
They are also very angry, but Blue Scales Clan is not sure to kill all five people in front of it. Once the Wild God Region people know that Blue Scales Clan bet and loses, they will rely on the other party who does not recognize gets rid attack. Even if they kill Zhao Feng, Blue Scales Clan's reputation The loss is even greater.
If you can kill all five in front of you, the three old men will certainly not block Quasi-God Lan Ye.
And the Quasi-God Lan Ye and Zhao Feng's fighting just now seem to attract other experts in arrived Phoenix Forest.
"Zhao Feng, I Quasi-God Lan Ye remember you"
Quasi-God Lan Ye suppressed the anger in my heart, expression gradually eased down, but the ice-cold killing intent in the eyes is stronger.
咻
A Golden's bright crystal pearl flew towards Zhao Feng, and Blue Scales Clan's already quickly left.
"Sure enough, it is gold God Crystal"
Zhao Feng watched the shining crystal pearl of golden light shining in his hand and put it into Storage Space.
Papa
As soon as the Blue Scales Clan people left, they heard a clap of hands.
"Brother Yu Hen, which force is this genius, can't introduce it to me yet"
A black figure came to me.
"Quasi-God Jian Feng"
Yu Hen fixed his gaze and looked at this chic figure.
"I happened to meet Brother Zhao pursuit Hou Qing on the way, and went with them ..."
Yu Hen started to introduce Zhao Feng, but he found that he didn't know much about Zhao Feng's, so he could only introduce these few sentences.
Zhao Feng saw that Yu Hen was so serious to this person, the strength set by the other party must be very strong, and Zhao Feng can't help looked carefully.
"pursuit Hou Qing"
Quasi-God Jian Feng stared at it slightly, staring at Zhao Feng.
The Sky Mist Clan and Sky Water Demon clan where Quasi-God Jian Feng is located are both 4-Star Peak. Hou Qing's reputation in Sky Water Demon clan is not ordinary. Zhao Feng has nothing to do with Quasi-God Lan Ye, but he dares pursuit Hou Qing.
Yu Hen did not say what race Zhao Feng is. The power of don't tell me Zhao Feng is very strong?
"It must be so, otherwise how dare this person come to Phoenix Forest, Phoenix Forest is the main offensive place of Sky Water Demon clan, with a large number of Sky Water Demon clan members"
Tianfeng Quasi-God pays more attention to Zhao Feng.
"Brother Yu Hen, you only have five people, it is difficult to have a big opportunity in Phoenix Forest, it is better to help Sky Mist Clan"
Quasi-God Jian Feng speaks directly.
Quasi-God Jian Feng originally discussed the strategy of Feng Chao, the attack center. unexpected felt the blood of Golden Arm Clan, so he came to see it.
Golden Arm Clan and others Battle Strength are very strong. If they are willing to help Sky Mist Clan, their grasp of the attack center Feng Chao will be even greater.
"Sky Mist Clan where Brother Zhao, Quasi-God Jian Feng is located, it is better to attack the Phoenix Nest of the center, let's go and see"
Yu Hen looks at Zhao Feng and seems to be asking for opinions.
"Center Phoenix Nest"
Zhao Feng was moved by heart, and it was definitely the 4-Star Peak force who dared to attack the center Phoenix Nest.
The main reason why Zhao Feng came to Phoenix Forest is that they want to take advantage of a crisis for personal gain, so they have some benefits.