Chapter 451 Tiankun Great Palm Print
84_84490 "Boom!"
Under a burst of violent noise, followed by "Bah bah bah bah!" A burst of violent noises sounded continuously, under the swirling of the round moon scimitar, thirteen handles containing the power of the seven-star martial master flew towards him. The ice-colored daggers that came were broken into pieces one after another.
After the full moon scimitar destroyed the thirteen ice-coloured daggers, the full moon scimitar flew towards the middle-aged mustache before it stopped.
Wearing a golden robe and a handsome middle-aged man with a mustache, he watched his attack being broken and the full moon scimitar flying towards him. He knew that he had once again underestimated the young man in front of him, and the more he fought with him, Going on, the more the middle-aged man with the mustache felt restless and uneasy.
"You must die!" The face of the middle-aged man with the mustache once again showed ferocious anger, and immediately he shouted, "Tiankun's big palm print!" Push forward suddenly!
The Tiankun Great Palmprint is one of the unique skills of the Tiankun Sect. It possesses extremely strong attack and destructive power, but the energy it consumes is extremely huge. The middle-aged man with the mustache of the strong man has almost exhausted the vitality in his body.
As he pushed out his palm, a majestic ice-colored airflow suddenly surged in front of the middle-aged man with a mustache, and this majestic ice-colored airflow quickly condensed into a huge ice-colored palm print, like a Like an iceberg, it immediately rushed forward, facing the whirling full moon scimitar.
As soon as Tiankun's big palm print came out, even Shi Feng, who was in front of him and felt that he was sure to kill the middle-aged man with a mustache, immediately changed his face. The power surpassed the power of the full moon scimitar.
"Bang!" There was a loud noise, and as expected, Tiankun's big palm imprint hit the round moon scimitar that was flying in. The full moon scimitar, which was originally infused with the power of the nine ghosts and surpassed the power of the seven-star warrior, suddenly appeared Under Tian Kun's big palm print, he was blown away by a palm, and Tian Kun's big palm print continued to push toward Shi Feng rapidly.
"Block!" Seeing the big palm print of Tiankun coming rapidly, Shi Feng yelled again, chewing frantically, swallowing the pills that restore vitality one by one, and the energy in the body was crazily injected into it. To the bloody battle armor.
Shi Feng activated the full moon scimitar twice, but now he is in the three-star Martial Lord, and the Nine Nether Power in his body is much more majestic than before. These two times, only two-thirds of it was drawn, leaving one-third in his body the power of.
Shi Feng used this third of the energy in his body, frantically chewing the pills to restore energy, and transferred all of it to the bloody armor, which once again lit up with a bright bloody light.
But at this time, the huge ice-colored palm print, Tian Kun's palm print, had already blasted in front of Shi Feng, and moved towards Shi Feng, who seemed extremely small in comparison,
A palm blasted up.
"Boom!" A palm hit Shi Feng, and Tiankun's big palm print also exploded suddenly. Tiankun's big palm print blasted out the strongest blow!
The violent icy energy swept wildly in all directions, engulfing the vast expanse of sky blue sky, and Shi Feng's seemingly insignificant figure was also swallowed by the icy violent energy.
"Hmph! It's finally over! A waste of two-star Wu Zunjing actually forced me to use Tiankun's palm print, hum! To die under my Tiankun's palm print, I think this waste slag also felt that before he died. Life is not in vain!"
In the distance of the berserk ice-colored energy, the middle-aged man with the mustache put his hands behind his back and stood proudly in the void, looking at the violent place created by his blow, he said proudly.
However, after using the extremely powerful martial arts such as Tiankun's big palm print, the handsome complexion of the middle-aged man with the mustache was obviously not very good-looking, and it became pale. Stuffed into the mouth.
In the other distance, the beautiful mother and daughter were also staring blankly at the battlefield of violent energy. Just now they saw with their own eyes that Shi Feng was hit by a huge ice-colored palm print, and then the palm print disappeared in the void. It exploded suddenly.
Even though they were so far apart, the two of them looked at the battlefield and felt heart palpitations. As long as the energy from that side swept over, it would be enough to kill them.
"Mother, that big brother..." The beautiful girl named Xin'er said with worry on her face. Shi Feng was under this kind of power, and even she felt that Shi Feng's chance of surviving was very slim.
It's just a pity that after getting along for so long, I still don't know his name.
"Hey!" After hearing her daughter's voice, the beautiful woman sighed softly. Obviously, she also felt that Shi Feng was doomed. "It's just a pity that such a young man with such talent and strength just fell away."
"Even the mother thinks that this elder brother has..." The girl didn't continue.
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On the other side, looking at the ice-colored violent energy gradually dissipating in the sky-blue void, the middle-aged man with a mustache slowly paced there. The enemy was destroyed, and now it was time to harvest the spoils. The invisible full moon scimitar, the blood-colored battle armor that also looked extraordinary, and the sky blue crystal soul that Shi Feng snatched away later.
"Hmph! These treasures belong to me alone. It's just a good thing that the idiot Qianyuanshan is dead." While pacing, the middle-aged man with the mustache whispered.
"It's just a pity, that young man died, and his martial skills must be lost. Forget it, if you can't get it, you can't get it. This young man, the more he fought to the end, the more he gave me a dangerous feeling. He died That's the best result, otherwise, if you keep him alive, there may be some accidents!"
As the middle-aged man with the mustache spoke, he got closer and closer to the violent battlefield, and those violent ice-colored energy also dissipated more and more, and then, it was like a thick ice-colored fog.
"This! What's going on!" Immediately afterwards, the middle-aged man with a mustache who was pacing forward in the void suddenly stopped, with a look of extreme shock on his face. With awe.
He saw that in the energy that seemed to be in the ice-colored thick fog, there was still a standing figure looming there. After suffering such a violent and powerful bombardment, the boy hadn't been destroyed yet, and his body was still standing there. .
"This! How is this possible! Is this really my human body?" Immediately afterwards, the middle-aged man with a mustache suddenly came to his senses, thinking that his body had almost been emptied of energy. , but the combat power is simply not comparable to before.
With a movement of his figure, the figure of a middle-aged man with a mustache flew backwards rapidly, then turned around sharply, and flew in the opposite direction of Shi Feng, rushing away through the air. .