The Spirit of God Million Domain

Chapter 2827 I lost!

"Shake the hegemony!"

Seeing Xu Feng's all-out shot, Yan Yan's face is full of excitement, and his face is happy.

This is the greatest respect for him.

The palm of the hand toward Xu Feng’s fist is still a fierce shock.

Hey!

This time.

The power of Xu Feng’s imaginary body is contained in it.

A strong sense of power broke out instantly.

Yan Yan’s whole person quits directly, and the Thunder also sends out a screaming voice, which is extremely shocking.

Xu Feng stepped back and forth, but he still didn't have much shock, and immediately punched out.

Oh...

that's it.

The fists and palms of Yan Yan and Xu Feng are constantly facing each other, and there is a constant burst of strong air waves.

The forces of terror have been shocked, and the formation of fierce and fierce momentum has caused the hurricane to surge around.

"I don't think that the boy of Bi Taomen is so perverted. He is just a sham."

A middle-aged man with a falcon gang, they all know the horror of Yan Yan’s strength.

I did not expect it.

Xu Feng was able to fight with Yan Yan for such a long time, and it seems that there is still a vague prevailing relationship between the two.

"It's really hard to imagine, if he breaks through the illusory world, what will his strength be terrible?"

"If he really breaks through the illusory world, I think that the three strong players in the creation are not necessarily his opponents."

"This is possible. I didn't expect Bitao to recruit such a peerless genius. I really saw it."

"I think this young man, if he can grow up, will inevitably become a figure like a hundred days of arrogance."

Seeing the battle between Xu Feng and Yan Yan is very exciting, many people have talked about it.

Their object of discussion is Xu Feng.

After all, although Yan Yan is very talented, everyone has already heard of it, and it is not surprising.

But for Xu Feng, many people don't know this person.

The biggest reason is that Xu Feng is only a revival.

It is really shocking that he has been arbitrarily rehabilitated and able to fight against the imaginary singularity of Yan Yan.

"Ha ha ha..."

Yan Yan retired dozens of steps, he sent a hearty laugh, eyes are excited to watch Xu Feng.

He reached out and wiped the sweat from his forehead. He said: "Xu brothers, I haven’t been so happy for a long time."

Xu Feng also felt that his body was tumbling and bloody.

Although, he did not break out of all strength.

However, he knows that with forty threads and his vain peaks, he can't beat Yan Yan for the time being.

Of course, if Xu Feng breaks out the soul and other holy spirits, it is not difficult for him to defeat Yan Yan.

such as.

Xu Feng’s second-order superb holy spirit technique “burning the wind and punching”.

Such a horrible boxing method of the Holy Spirit, once displayed, Yan Yan will be defeated.

Of course, "burning the wind and punching" is really too overbearing. It is not a matter of life and death, and it does not make much sense.

Moreover, taking advantage of the power of the Holy Spirit to defeat Yan Yan, this is simply the victory.

"I am also very happy to fight."

Xu Feng stared at the opposite Yan Yan, with a smile on his face. He was very optimistic about Yan Yan.

"Xu brothers, what we have just displayed is the first-order Holy Spirit. I don't know if you can practice the second-order Holy Spirit."

"If you don't have cultivation, our discussion will be done until you cultivate."

"It’s just the second-order Holy Spirit that I cultivated. Thunder and Thunder break through to the realm of getting better, and you can learn from you."

Yan Yan is also like Xu Feng. He does not want to use the Holy Spirit to gain great advantages and win.

Therefore, he asked Xu Feng in a frank manner.

"It's just what I want."

Among Xu Feng’s eyes, they are all majestic.

Hearing the words of Xu Feng, Yan Yan laughed haha.

"Xu brothers, then you have to be careful, the power of my thunder, but it is quite scary."

The sound of Yan Yan sounded, and the forty threads of the head were floating, and the spiritual power of the whole body began to surge.

Around the body, the silver-white thunder and lightning, the sounds of the smashing sounds are incomparably shocking.

Thunder and lightning gathered on his body, bringing with them a fierce impact, a violent hurricane.

His arms were lifted and the silver thunder condensed.

"Xu brother, be careful!"

He snorted.

The footsteps moved, and the thunder and lightning above the arm seemed to fall down with a knife, bringing a squeaky voice.

"The Stories of the Styx."

Xu Feng also did not display the burnt hegemony, but exhibited the second-order sacred spirit of the Holy Spirit.

This second-order sacred spirit, Xu Feng is only practicing to the realm of getting better, he wants to go further.

If it is the holy spirit of boxing, perhaps he has already cultivated to the realm of fire.

The book of the Styx is displayed as if it were a river, forming a huge picture.

The cover of the scrolls is covered with turbulent waves and strong fluctuations.

"A good second-order product of the Holy Spirit."

Yan Yan’s heart is a dark road.

The strong volatility broke out and his palm slammed down.

Lightning is covered in an instant.

Hey!

Thunder and the scroll, together with the collision, are all formed by strong fluctuations and diffuse toward the surroundings.

In the immediate moment, his thunder and screams continued to slam down, and the speed suddenly became more rapid.

Oh...

Thunder and Thunder are paying attention to the fact that each time the speed of the fall is very fast, and each attack is very fast.

Rumble!

Thunder and lightning are above the Thunder, and they are constantly condensing. It seems to be a giant knives of thunder and lightning.

"The Stories of the River!"

Xu Feng burst into a bang, and the spiritual power of the body was all condensed.

In an instant.

The books of the Styx swept up and formed a huge picture, which directly swallowed up the void.

Rumble!

At the moment when the scrolls were covered, countless lightning bolts were instantly swallowed up by the scrolls.

Inside Xu Feng’s eyes, the outburst is the majestic light, and the forty threads are all floating.

Hey!

Yan Yan’s face was astonished, and the whole person suddenly quit and the blood was sprayed from the mouth.

He was directly shaken by the scrolls and his face was admired.

"Xu brothers, your strength is terrible, I am defeated!"

Yan Yan’s face is a frank expression.

“Slightly better.”

Xu Feng replied with a smile at Yan Yan.

"Xu brothers are too modest, with your talent, in my opinion, no one in Black Iron City can compare with you, you are too much at Bitaomen."

Yan Yan said with appreciation.

The illusory world is one heavy, condensing forty threads, and being able to defeat yourself.

This is enough to illustrate Xu Feng's talent, how terrible.

(End of this chapter)