Chapter 137 Tragic

Style: Fantasy Author: gorgeous showWords: 3363Update Time: 24/01/18 04:22:53
In the main hall, Fu Qing, Wang Gong, and Han Lan were waiting in full formation. The majestic spiritual power swept out from their bodies, as if they were causing a sonic boom in the palace, so much so that the strong men around them were stunned. They all retreated in shock.

At this time, the cultivation level of the three people has been paid, and now they have reached the level of the half-step seventh-stage martial spirit realm. Therefore, the three people attack at the same time, and their strength is extremely strong.

However, Ding Gen has truly entered the level of the seventh-level martial arts realm. Therefore, whether they can resist Ding Gen and pay off, the three of them have no chance of winning, but obviously they will not be captured without any effort, so even if they pay the ultimate price, they will not be able to win. If the price is big, then you have to fight.

"Three ignorant little bastards."

Ding Gen looked at the three people paying off with cold eyes, but he laughed ferociously, and gradually tightened his palms on the white feather fan. At this moment, his eyes suddenly became ferocious, and he stamped his feet, and that fierce spirit was The power fluctuation is like a stormy sea, roaring out immediately.

A kind of overbearing spiritual pressure also swept across at this moment.

"Take action!"

Fu Qing frowned slightly, and suddenly gave a low shout, and immediately took the lead to rush out, raised his big hand, and waved the "Fangtian Painted Halberd" in his hand, and powerful and surging power spread out, like a volcano erupting, towards Ding The roots crit away.

"boom!"

Han Lan also activated the colorful streamers, and a huge shadow swept out directly. At an indescribable speed, carrying ferocious power, it hit the vital parts of Ding Gen's body.

Wang Gong also shouted coldly, and the majestic spiritual power roared out. He waved his sleeves and saw a red iron ax emerge. The iron ax contained extremely powerful power.

"Strike an egg against a stone!"

Ding Gen looked at the three people who had taken action at the same time, but the corner of his mouth curled up with a hint of ridicule, and then he rushed out directly, with a feather fan in his hand, violent spiritual energy rolled, like overwhelming the sky and the earth, in a flash, Then the offensive of the three paid off collided with each other.

boom!

A terrifying storm of spiritual power splashed out, shattering the entire main hall.



boom!

The black heavy sword burst out with a destructive power, pouring into Lin Zheng's body like an overwhelming force.

In an instant, a heartbreaking pain spread from Lin Zheng's body, and that kind of power seemed to be holding his body alive.

At the same time, the black heavy sword was also trembling, pointing faintly at Lin Zheng.

However, as if the divine power in Lin Zheng's body had been blasphemed, he actually took the initiative to protect the Lord and started a contest with the power of the black epee. Under this fierce contest, after about tens of minutes, the divine power was actually The unexpected help of Lin Zheng suppressed these intruding forces.

Once he suppressed these forces, Lin Zheng regained control of his body, and he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"This Ding Gen, I'm afraid his cleverness has been misled by his cleverness."

Lin Zheng raised his head, glanced at Ding Gen, and murmured.



boom!

The extremely frightening spiritual shock wave splashed out from the main hall like a strong wind. Countless strong men around them fled from this place under the shock wave. They did not want to be affected by Chi Yu.

clang!

The next moment, the white feather fan seemed to be in a deserted place. Wherever it passed, whether it was Fang Tian's painted halberd, colorful streamers, or red iron axe, they were all shaken back and forth, looking a little embarrassed.

At this time, all three of them were injured, and it was difficult for them to compete with Ding Gen. If the three of them had not attacked at the same time, they would have been defeated long ago.

However, even if all three of them attack at the same time, they still cannot defeat Ding Gen.

"It's just a dying struggle."

The feather fan in Ding Gen's hand shook, and the unparalleled offensive continued to bombard. He looked at the scarred three people paying off with a fierce look, and said with a sneer.

Fu Qing's face was solemn, and he activated the "Fang Tian Painting Halberd" with all his strength, trying his best to resist the overwhelming offensive from Ding Gen.

"It's time to end, it's time for you to die!"

Ding Gen's eyes were cold, and his murderous intent was clearly revealed. Although he was now sure of victory, he still had to fight quickly to avoid long nights and endless dreams.

boom!

And just when he said these words, Ding Gen suddenly waved the feather fan with both hands, his eyes became ferocious at this time, the surging spiritual power suddenly roared, and the palace seemed to be shaking violently at this moment. stand up.

Countless white lights were entrenched on his body. The white light swept across and turned into a crescent blade that was tens of feet long. The crescent blade was radiant and contained monstrous power.

"Crush Yinhan to pieces!"

Ding Gen's eyes were ferocious, and the feather fan in his hand suddenly rose sharply in the wind, and he immediately shot it out. The crescent blade was suddenly mixed with white light, and struck at the three people paying off mercilessly.

That kind of offensive was simply terrifying!

"Fang Tian painted a halberd and turned the world around!"

Upon seeing this, Fu Qing's expression also changed drastically, and the spiritual power in his body was rolling out without reservation at this moment. With a loud shout, all the power of Fang Tian's painted halberd was immediately unleashed.

"Sky-covering belt, waning moon!"

Han Lan also used all his strength to activate the colorful streamers, and a streamer that was thousands of meters wide immediately swept away. The spiritual light burst out, as if it contained unstoppable power.

"Bronze axe, landslides and earth shatters!"

Wang Gong took a step forward and shouted loudly. The iron ax in his hand suddenly turned into a bronze battle axe. There was a faint roaring sound on the battle axe, which seemed to be powerful and powerful.

boom!

The powerful offensive of the four people was almost instantaneous, and the heavy fronts were smashed together, and surging spiritual storms splashed out, causing thousands of feet of dust in the main hall, like a violent storm coming. generally.

“Don’t overestimate your own capabilities.”

Ding Gen looked at the three people who paid the money without reservation, but a look of contempt flashed in his eyes. He suddenly pointed out his finger, and saw that the crescent blade began to rotate, and the power in it began to surge. .

boom!

The Crescent Blade struck the Fangtian Painted Halberd crazily, and the overwhelming power directly exploded it. There was only a bang, and it exploded into spots of light all over the sky.

After blasting Fang Tian's painted halberd, the Crescent Blade remained unabated, still mixed with extremely terrifying power, and collided heavily with the ten-thousand-foot-long shadow.

Boom!

A harsh sound sounded, and the ten thousand-foot-long shadow with the colorful ribbons flew out. Finally, with a click, it exploded, and Han Lan's delicate body also flew out in embarrassment as if it had been hit hard. .

Boom!

The crescent blade finally struck the bronze axe, and a sharp and loud sound spread. Wang Gong's body was shaken out, and the palm of his hand holding the bronze ax was dripping with blood.

Poof.

After paying off, all three of them fell to the ground in a panic, their spiritual energy collapsed, and they were all obviously seriously injured.

"Pay it forward, Senior Brother, Senior Sister Han Lan, Senior Brother Wang Gong!"

In the distance, Wen Qi was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, frightened and uneasy, and tears flowed out unsatisfactorily. She didn't want to just watch the three people who paid Qing die in Ding Gen's hands.

"Hurry back and bring in reinforcements!" Fu Qing roared at the top of his lungs, "Remember to avenge us."

When Wen Qi heard this, she clenched her teeth tightly, shed tears in the end, and left with Lin Zheng without looking back.

"Hey, you still want to mobilize reinforcements and seek revenge on me. You are really wishful thinking." Ding Gen looked at the three people paying off sarcastically, and then said coldly: "Don't worry, you will all die today."

"Don't even think about it!" Wang Gong gritted his teeth and said.

"Then give it a try."

With a ferocious face, Ding Gen appeared in front of Wang Gong like a thunder with a little tip of his toes, and the feather fan in his hand blew out mercilessly.

Wang Gong's expression changed drastically, and he quickly mobilized all his spiritual power to try to resist this fatal blow.

clang!

Sparks flew out, but Wang Gong was shocked to see that his resistance was completely useless.

"Die!"

Ding Gen laughed ferociously, and his feather fan unceremoniously struck Wang Gongtian's Linggai away.

call out!

Even though Wang Hong tried his best to dodge, the feather fan still exploded his arm.

"ah."

Wang Gong screamed, his arms were dripping with blood, and he was crying in pain.

Fu Qing and Han Lan quickly stood in front of Wang Gong and looked at Ding Gen mercilessly.

"Little girl, if you run away again, all three of them will die because of you." Ding Gen looked playfully at Wen Qi, who didn't even look back, and sneered.

As expected, Wen Qi stopped and her teeth were almost bleeding. Her heart was full of unwillingness, and she finally ran away again. She knew that no matter what, Ding Gen would kill people and silence them because they were from Fengyun Holy Land. Disciple, he himself is an old enemy.

When Nading Gen saw Wen Qi running again, his face suddenly turned cold, his eyes were full of murderous intent, and with a flick of his feather fan, he blasted towards Fu Qing and the other three.

The three people who paid Qing looked at Ding Xian's fatal blow and were unable to save themselves. They were now seriously injured and unable to resist at all.

"Hey, they are going to see the King of Hell."

Ding Gen's ferocious laughter reached Wen Qi's ears.

Wen Qi still ran away, but roared: "Ding Gen, you bastard, you will definitely die a bad death!"

"Really? If we die, they will die first."

Ding Gen smiled indifferently. He looked at the three people who had no way to save their lives, and suddenly the feather fan in his hand flew out, hitting the bodies of the three people heavily.

Poof!

Blood splattered on the bodies of the three people who paid off, and their bodies fell into a pool of blood.

"They are about to become lonely ghosts." Ding Gen sneered.

Seemingly hearing that there was no movement from the three paid men, Wen Qi couldn't help but stop in the end, staring at Ding Gen with resentful eyes.

"Ding Gen, you beast." Wen Qi roared.

However, just as she was roaring, a figure struggled with her delicate hands. She was stunned for a moment, then raised her head unexpectedly, and then saw that the figure was actually Lin Zheng.

At this time, Lin Zheng's eyes were extremely indifferent, and his face was bloodless, but he had an extremely terrifying power that rolled out of his body, like an evil star.

"Lin Zheng, no, you can't do anything stupid..."

As if she guessed what Lin Zheng wanted to do, Wen Qi warned earnestly: "We can only return to Fengyun Holy Land to report the news and pay off our senior brothers so that they will not die in vain."

Lin Zheng shook his head. He glanced at Wen Qi, who was in tears, and then a faint voice sounded.

"Senior Sister Wen Qi, don't worry, as long as I'm here, we can all survive."