Galaxy Shattering Blade Chapter 3265: He never fought back, never retreated

　　Peng!

　　 Lin Feng’s sword was completely broken, the horrible golden black power, and he shattered the world’s master suit, Lin Feng was instantly repelled by the fist of the enemy, but the idea of ​​the hand was shining. .

　　 was prepared early.

　　 and the murderous battle made Lin Feng wary.

　　 Sure enough, in addition to the six poles of soul burning, the Nether Killer Clan also has stronger killing skills, and its strength is endless. The soul structure of the Nether Killer Clan makes Lin Feng astounded. It is estimated that his soul will be so devastated.

　　But the soul is different, it does not mean that it is bad.

　　 "Initiation * source." The essence energy of Yixu inflows into this time. It is not the will but the soul that is strengthened this time, but the soul, the consummation of the consummation of the heart, plus Lin Feng's early realization of the state beyond the source level.

　　 Today's starting source has also reached a level beyond the threshold.

　　 "Boom!!!" At the moment of retreat, Lin Feng's soul shock erupted and blasted into the wildly burning soul of Wanfu Modi's golden black. The sharpest blade was also the most vulnerable.

　　 This point, Lin Feng knows better than anyone else.

　　The more powerful, the more vulnerable.

　　 What's more, Wanmo Modi has been performing pole breaking and Soul Flame from the beginning of the battle, the continuous display of formation, field, and dimensional spirit, which makes Wanmo Mo's soul power consume a lot.

　　 The last outbreak of Shura’s state really made Wan Mo Mo enemy extremely terrible, but it also intensified the burning of the soul.

　　 Click! Click! ——

　　The soul is trembling, the golden and black light is cracking.

　　 "Give me a go!" Wan Fu Mo Di's eyes are full of fierce glory, and his will is strong. As a top slayer warrior, he never knows what to retreat, especially now he bets on the dignity of the slayer. It may take a half step back.

　　The force of tyranny destroys everything, and the soul burns to its limit. Wan Fumo resists Lin Feng’s soul shock with his mad will, not shining or avoiding, but comparing toughness and will.

　　He never lost.

　　 Wanfu Modi has full confidence that he can kill Lin Feng before his soul is completely broken!

In the state of Shura, he is invincible.

　　 "Boom!" All of Lin Feng’s defenses were once again shattered by Wan Fu’s enemy. In front of Shura’s absolute power, Lin Feng’s defense was like a paper, and Wan Feng’s enemy was already powerful enough. The Lord of the World set completely shattered.

　　At this time, Lin Feng’s second soul shock almost blasted on the powerful golden and black soul at the same time.

　　 嘞——

　　 once again shattered, Wan Fu Mo Di madly rushed to the valley, the **** eyes of two eyes condensed the strongest will of the top killers of the slaying clan, even if the whole body's muscles and muscles were trembling in the rant, still standing on the ground Any intention to retreat.

　　God of War!

　　He never fought back.

　　 Every battle goes all out, all fights to the end.

　　 "Death!" Crazy attack, the golden and black meditation force all condensed on the natal sword. At this moment, the most powerful fighting spirit, the strongest spirit, this fist twisted Time and space make the world of Dimensional Destruction completely fragmented.

　　 is stronger than the previous two punches.

　　It is stronger when it is stronger!

　　 This is the real powerhouse.

　　 "Boom!" Lin Feng's soul shock is faster than the previous two times, the imagination is shining brightly, the monstrous force urges the valley, the secret technique of Lin Feng's soul shock between life and death breaks through the wall, and truly reaches the level of "super source" At the same time, Lin Feng had only the remaining strength, and the last blow broke out.

　　熥*Super source!

　　饬!

　　Wanmu Modi blasted all the punches and stopped at that moment, just like freezing. The golden and black meditation shrouds his extremely strong body, and the light gradually fades, blinking—

　　 slightly! Kerat!嘞嘞嘞! !

　　Gold and black flesh are smashed like porcelain and cracked into pieces. The expression of Wan Fu Modi is still firm, but the eyes are gone, and the breath dissipates like fireworks.

　　Wonderful enemy, fell.

　　If his fist can be faster than Lin Feng’s soul shock, or if his soul can persist for even a moment, the loser may be Lin Feng.

　　 but there is no if, everything, everything is divided.

　　Lin Feng stood on the ground of the world of Dimensional Death, watching the falling of Wan Mo Modi, his expression calm, although he was seriously injured, Lin Feng also did not hesitate.

　　 This is a battle without a retreat. Both sides bet everything.

　　 Battle of life and death.

　　 "Wan Mo Mo." Lin Feng firmly remembered this respectable opponent, his tenacious will, strong heart, unswerving spirit, and deep infatuation with fighting.

　　 Wanfu Modi can retreat, but he does not.

　　Whether he wins or loses, he wants to win or lose.

　　The first attack, Wan Fumo’s fist punched faster than Lin Feng’s soul.

　　The second attack, the fist of Wan Fu Modi and Lin Feng’s soul impact were the same.

　　 But the third attack, Lin Feng’s soul shocked faster.

　　 It’s not that Lin Feng becomes faster, but Wan Mo’s enemy becomes slower.

　　 soul to soul.

　　Every time Lin Feng’s soul shock is a heavy bombardment of Wan Fumo’s soul, the strength of Wan Fumo’s enemy depends entirely on the state of the soul’s burning Shura, rather than his own state of extreme breaking.

　　 But Lin Feng’s soul shock consumes only the soul.

　　 Indeed, with Lin Feng’s soul energy, he could not sustain two soul shocks, but with the intentional energy given by Lin Feng, Lin Feng exploded in three full rounds, and the final round of soul shocks broke out.

　　 This is a battle with no losers, and they tried their best to each other.

　　......

　　......

　　 Underworld killing dimension world, the junction of nine prisons.

　　 "煳!" There was a sigh of vigour, the golden-black giant pupa trembles, the self-improving hand trembles, his eyes wide open in horror, dumbfounded. The always calm commander of the Underworld Clan, called the strongest Nether Prison King of the Underworld Clan, looks pale at this time.

　　 "Impossible~IndoMTL.com~Impossible..."

　　 There was only a low murmured voice, and his trembling hands could no longer output psychic power. He stood there, feeling the disappearance of Wan Fumo’s life, and he could not accept this message at this moment.

　　 Graceful and the five reserve kings of Huangquan Prison looked at self-improvement constantly, wondering what happened.

　　 Especially graceful, she has never seen self-improvement, as if the sky is falling.

What is the matter that makes self-improvement so disorderly?

　　Is it possible...

　　Thinking of this, the graceful and full-bodied body also trembles slightly, revealing a shocking color in her beautiful eyes.

No, this is impossible!

　　 is absolutely impossible!

　　 "Dead..." Self-strengthening, he shook his head steadily, and after a long time he could not believe it, but he had accepted the reality. As the commander of the Underworld Clan, no matter what happened, he had to deal with it calmly and not panic. .

　　 The cold eyes swept across the graceful and the reserve kings, and opened their mouths in self-improvement. Their voices were hoarse and low, but they shocked the hearts of all the reserve kings.

　　 "Wanmo Modi, fell."

　　......

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