Galaxy Shattering Blade Chapter 797: How could it be him!
"Stupid!"
"Empty has power and no head. △, x."
Hei Yan sneered.
At this time, the body seems to be burning, and the bizarre one is divided into three. The three black fire shadows are very similar to Hei Yan. Between the misty overlaps, and then together, Hei Yan has a black flame armor, and his angular face is like a lion, revealing the color of the gaze.
"Every Jedi has natural risks."
"Even if you are strong in storms, don't think about coming out again!"
Black Yan flickered and left.
At this time, the battle is fierce.
Flood with one enemy and six won’t fall down at all. The soaring body is like an ancient fierce beast. The bloodline bursts like a muscular monster. A thunderbolt hammer is mixed with strong horizontal lightning power. The thunder **** descends, double pupils The fighting is boiling.
The six primitive heavenly demons are even more different from those two fighting Lin Feng.
Like the same strong Nirvana, there is a big gap between elite sergeants and ace sergeants. Despite the bruises and bruises all over the body, some of them were even flesh-and-blood, but they still attacked like crazy without knowing the pain, endlessly.
And at this time--
Oh! Uh!
Another two rays of luminous energy converge, and the seventh and eighth primitive gods appear in a blink of an eye. Suddenly, if two weights are added to the originally stable scale, the two primitive gods in their peak state appear, directly changing the direction of the battle.
"Damn it!" The power of the torrential bloodline has already completely exploded.
"Damn Demon Race, Lao Tzu fights with you!"
Fighting blood and fighting, full of violence.
But with a pair of eights, even for the three ace captains... it’s not an easy task. Although these primitive demon have no state of consciousness, the blood of the flesh demon clan is very powerful, and it is not afraid of dying. The absolute quantity advantage.
"Peng!" "Bang!"
The torrents were frustrated one after another, and wounds were added to his body.
The body trembled. The violent storm roared to the sky, the hammer power of Lei Keng was fully on, and hysterics erupted. However, this is like the end of a strong crossbow, just delaying the defeat time. The most terrifying thing is that the eight primitive gods are not the final number, and there are--
Ninth and tenth.
"Wow!" Hong Bao bloodshot, **** eyes like lanterns.
Although he has always been confident, he knows that the situation has reached the point of nine deaths. There are ten primitive gods. Every strength comparable to elite commanders!
"I am violent, the strongest elite commander of the Glory Seven League, can't even pass the first round?" Hong violent trembling.
There has never been a crisis.
It would be a joke if he lost in the first round.
But now...
"Zheng!" A strange but powerful force broke this silence.
Amazing and fierce knife moves, with strong restraint and coercion, the sky seems to have a golden dragon whizzing, like the wind and the remnant cloud suddenly swept away the two new primitive demon, not only this, but also the siege of him Eight primitive demon caused the spread.
"This is!?" The torrential storm prevented the next attack. His eyes were not far away, his eyes widened with disbelief.
It's him!
How could it be him!
"Don't be stunned, Master Hong." Lin Feng fell.
Sirty laughter accompanied by the roar of the world of swords, Lin Feng shone brightly. The true dragon sacred force is attached to the world of the sword. At this time, the world of the sword has more layers of ‘solid color’, and the golden color reflects a dragon shape.
Lin Feng's knife went straight up into the air, and fell instantly.
Powerful. Boundless.
"Okay!" The flood was also inspired by the fighting.
Lin Feng’s support and good fighting power made the torrential storm resurrect to survive, and the body swelled again in the roar. Flooding is also desperate, trying its best, even if it is impossible to win at least not so deadly.
"Kill one, earn one!" Hongbao's green muscles were exposed, but he laughed wildly.
How can Lin Feng not be disturbed by the fierce battle between the torrent and the primitive Demon?
It’s just that I was just sitting on the mountain and watching the tigers, but I didn’t intervene, but I saw that the torrents were gradually losing. As predicted, the torrent of the ten planets ushered in the strongest test——
Encirclement and suppression of ten primitive gods.
It is moral to not save.
Saving is benevolence.
Lin Feng still shoots after all, because he always owes a flood.
"The new world of swords is very strong." Lin Feng felt the power of the new world of swords for the first time in actual combat. Although the true power of the dragon could not be integrated into the world of swords, they matched each other. Just like the normal fusion of source points.
Even if it is just like this, it’s not inferior to Earthwalker’s earth world.
"Practical combat is the best comprehension." Lin Feng raised his hand and faced the two primitive gods. These two strengths are much stronger than those he had dealt with before, but with the new world of swords, Lin Feng still holds the absolute initiative.
Attack!
Attack again!
Under the constant attack, Lin Feng blends into the new world of swords.
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"Oh?"
"Another one."
Liu Zhen sitting on the ground cross-legged raised his eyebrows.
Slightly stood up, the flashes of light flashed across the eyes, Li Bai's white temples moved with the wind, his hands rose, the four elephants roared around the sky, and the whole earthquake rang. At this moment, not far away, Hei Yan looked pale and panicked.
He just felt the presence of Li Zhen, but he was too late.
Like a prey, it fell into the trap set by the hunter, just out of the tiger's den and into the mouth of the wolf.
"Great array!!!" Hei Yan hysterically, black flames light up the sky.
"I'm never ending with you!"
The flood at this time is completely on the verge of death.
Although Lin Feng took away two of the primitive heavenly demons, the remaining eight were not vegetarians. Constant attacks continued to devastate the floods. It was the two hands that could not match the four hands, let alone eight hands. If there is a danger, there is an opportunity. Lord Capricorn set high rewards. How easy is it to pass.
Only Lin Feng can break through, but only the third-class medal of military merit is obtained.
However, if Hong Bao can defeat ten primitive gods with his own hands, then all he can get... will be a first-class military medal.
Unfortunately.
The strength of the flood ~ IndoMTL.com ~ has always been a bit worse.
"Peng!" The world of Lin Fengdao resurfaces, and the golden dragon Ao Xiao is in this ladder-shaped channel.
Every confrontation, Lin Feng’s world of swords is progressing, the true spirit of the dragon blends with the world of swords a little, the vortex body circulates, and the giant beast deep inside the body slowly opens his eyes, Lin Feng takes one Enemy II gradually gained the initiative.
However, at this time, the torrential storm was already crumbling, only defending without attack, and fell into a state of complete defense.
At first sight, it will be torn into pieces by the original Demon, and suddenly--
"Papa!" "Papa!" The primitive heavenly demons were all vanished, and the wounded torrents were confusing. I don't know what happened. Lin Feng also woke up from the state of engagement and looked forward to the front of the storm. There were no more than half of the primitive heavenly demons. Lin Feng completely understood and smiled dumbly.
He finally advanced.
(Unable to finish writing, first upload this chapter, and the chapter will be passed at 1pm tomorrow.) (Unfinished to be continued.)
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