The invisible palm knife slashed at Long Xuanen's body and made a loud explosion, this knife was not directly cut on Long Xuanen's skin, but was blocked by his protective body, Long Xuanen took a step forward, and the gold bricks under his feet were torn apart.
Ji Feihua's body did not pounce directly on him, but was like a spiritual snake wrapped around the pillar in the main hall, the coiled dragon pillar made two loud clicks in succession, the head and tail have been broken, the adult hugging the thick pillar, up to ten zhang, there are nine such coiling dragon pillars in the Lingxiao Palace, symbolizing the supremacy, the respect of the ninety-five.
Now, this pillar that symbolizes the dignity of imperial power is going to be used to deal with the Emperor Xuan'en.
Thousands of catties of coiling dragon pillars were thrown out by Ji Feihua like javelins, and the force of this throw was earth-shattering, enough to break through the strongest city gate in the world.
The color of the skin on the body of the Emperor Taishang is still darkening, looking at the high-speed attack of the coiling dragon hugging pillar, he snorted coldly from his snort, bent his muscled right arm, and smashed his fist on the hugging pillar, the fist smashed into the center of the hugging pillar, the center collapsed at a speed visible to the naked eye, with the landing point of the fist as the center, the coiling dragon hugging pillar quickly cracked and collapsed, disintegrating like an explosion, and the Lingxiao Palace was filled with smoke and dust.
The night rain fell from the cracked hole in the roof, Wang Qian's body fell into the Lingxiao Palace like a dead leaf, and his hands slapped out nineteen palms one after another, and the dry palms flew like butterflies, and the trajectory was disordered, but they finally overlapped into one, and the phantom in the sky turned into a huge palm and slapped down towards Ji Feihua.
Ji Feihua smiled, her feet paused slightly, and the gold bricks under her feet rose from the ground one after another, forming a barrier in front of her, and the invisible palm force broke through the gold bricks, forming a huge palm print with a height of several feet on the barrier.
Ji Feihua's body retreated sharply outside the Lingxiao Palace, and when she retreated, the gold bricks on the ground were uncovered by an invisible suction.
Then it was arranged upwards to form a wall, and the invisible palm force broke through the three barriers one after another.
Ji Feihua had also successfully retreated to the gate of Lingxiao Palace, and waved his palm knife with both hands continuously, and the sound of breaking was endless, but it was he who used the palm knife to cut off the nine coiling dragon pillars in Lingxiao Palace, and Lingxiao Palace made a loud creaking sound.
The whole palace was crumbling.
The Supreme Emperor Long Xuan'en was still standing in the position just now, the dust and tiles above his head kept falling, and Long Xuan'en burst out with a wild roar.
Ji Feihua was on tiptoe, his body had already floated out of the palace gate, the torrential rain was pouring, and an icy cold light broke through the rain and mist, stabbing at his throat at an astonishing speed, it was not dangerous to reach the extreme, the real danger was silence.
Without warning.
Ji Feihua's body twisted like a spiral, dodging before the sword blade was about to reach his throat, the middle finger of his right hand flexed, and with a bang, it flicked on the sword blade, bounced the narrow sword blade backwards in an arc.
After the sword body was bent, it immediately stretched into a straight line, and the sword body rebounded.
A humming low-frequency sound wave is emitted, and the surrounding rain shatters the sound wave.
The dense rain and fog diffused around Ji Feihua, and the night had already fallen, and the rapidly expanding rain and fog reduced the visibility of the field of vision.
Ji Feihua's face was shrouded in a cold murderous intent, and the corners of her tense lips slowly spit out a sentence: "You dare to betray me" Murong Zhan stood quietly a zhang away, his white eyebrows like a sword, and a pair of gray-white pupils scorching in the night.
The more darkness he had, the stronger his eyes became.
The pale face is expressionless, the man is ruthless, and the sword is even more ruthless The strongest thing about Murong Zhan's swordsmanship is not his speed and strength, but that he can shatter the rain when he draws his sword. created a large area of rain and fog, and in a short period of time, the surroundings were already filled with fog, and with the fog, Murong Zhan could hide his body and launch an assassination of Ji Feihua.
Ji Feihua sighed softly, her long sleeves were waved, and a strong wind had already dispelled the surrounding fog: "The pearl of rice grains also shines."
Behind him, after the Lingxiao Palace lost the nine coiling dragon pillars that supported the dome, the palace wall finally could not support the huge weight of the roof, and collapsed in the earth-shattering loud noise, the smoke and dust were filled, the sand and stones flew up, and a figure flew out of the smoke and dust, and attacked Ji Feihua's back heart with a punch, and when the punch was made, the heavy rain where the fist power trajectory traveled changed direction, circling and condensing around the dry and thin arm, and when it reached a foot in front of Ji Feihua's body, it had become the size of a grinding disc, and the crystal water wrapped the fist, rotating around the fist, The space is pulled down by an invisible attraction, and everything gathers towards the fist.
At the same time, Murong Zhan also began to activate, and the thin sword in his hand drew a shining cross in the void, after the sword light cross condensed, the light did not disperse, and it advanced straight in front of Ji Feihua, and as it kept advancing, the cross sword light expanded and increased rapidly.
Murong Zhan's hand was extremely fast, and in the four different areas where the cross sword light was divided, he quickly drew eight swords, and four cross sword lights were born in the cross sword light, and the sword lights crossed into a snowy sword net, covering the sky and enveloping Ji Feihua's body.
Ji Feihua's figure stood proudly in the rainy night, his eyes were still cold and arrogant, his belly and back were affected by the enemy, and he was on the line between life and death, but his eyes did not reveal the slightest fear.
His right foot was raised slightly, and then he stepped on the ground decisively and forcefully, the whole ground shook, and the hundred-year-old arborvitae in front of the Cloud Temple shook suddenly, and the crows that inhabited the Cloud Temple to avoid the rain were awakened by this violent vibration, and one by one let out a frightened scream and flew out of the Cloud Temple in the rain.
The light of the cross sword trembled slightly due to the vibration light and shadow, and the water that wrapped the fist also caused a ripple, but this could not stop the attack from the opponent.
For Ji Feihua, even a small chance was enough, the body disappeared out of thin air in the sandwich between the two, rising to a height of five zhang in the air like lightning, and then slashed at Wang Qian's head with a palm, Wang Qian's strength is stronger than Murong Zhan, and only by taking the lead in cutting off this powerful opponent can the situation be reversed.
Wang Qian withdrew his fist in time, and also faced the air with one palm, Murong Zhan's body rose into the air, and the thin sword in his hand conjured up thousands of sword shadows, stabbing madly at Ji Feihua's heart.
Peng's palms collided, the granite ground under Wang Qian's feet cracked inch by inch, his feet sank, and his calves had been annihilated by the ground, which showed that Ji Feihua's palm power was strong, and he still had enough time to avoid the assassination of Murong Zhan in the back.
But Wang Qian's legs sank into the ground and he couldn't move his feet, and this was the best time to kill him.
The opportunity must not be lost, Ji Feihua attacked Wang Qian's chest with his left fist, Wang Qian went to take his wrist with his right hand, and actually grabbed Ji Feihua's wrist with one hand, and he was overjoyed in his heart, but he didn't know that Ji Feihua was a false move, his lips opened slightly, and a white light shot silently towards Wang Qian's right eye.
In a hurry, he could only deviate his head slightly, and it was this point that allowed him to pick up a life, if the steel needle spit out of Ji Feihua's mouth shot straight into his eye socket, it would inevitably penetrate deeply into his skull, with Ji Feihua's internal force, although it was a small steel needle, it was enough to shatter his brain.
The deviation of the point made the trajectory of the steel needle flying in the eye socket deviate to the right lateral side, Rao is so Wang Chuan's right eye has also burst open, and the steel needle pierced the bone on the temporal side, making him have a splitting headache.
Murong Zhan's sword blade had already approached Ji Feihua's back heart, the moment the sword blade pierced into the skin, it felt slightly slippery, but it still stabbed in, after Ji Feihua was assassinated, his body twisted, and the thin sword that penetrated deep into his body was twisted and bent by his body, and finally broke free from his body, Ji Feihua's right fist smashed on Murong Zhan's lower abdomen with lightning speed, beating Murong Zhan out of more than ten zhang, hitting the bronze lion on the right side of Lingxiao Palace, Murong Zhan landed on the ground with his sword, and spurted out a mouthful of blood with a pop.
Ji Feihua fell to the ground, was stabbed in the back by Murong Zhan, blood gushed out, and he looked coldly at Wang Qian, whose face was covered in blood.
After Wang Qian's right eye was shot blind, the contour of his face changed, it turned out that he had been using his strength to change the contour of his facial muscles, and now he had returned to his original appearance, and it turned out to be Li Yuncong, the head of the library pavilion.
Ji Feihua gritted her teeth and said, "Li Yuncong, you old thief is really hiding deep enough."
Li Yuncong's face was covered with blood, and he looked at Ji Feihua with one eye and said, "Ji Feihua, today is your death."
Ji Feihua laughed and said, "It's up to you to kill me."
There was a sudden rumbling sound behind him, and among the collapsed ruins of the Lingxiao Palace, a giant in black armor stood up, his body was about two feet long, and his body was covered with dark armor, only the position of the helmet revealed a pair of gloomy eyes, and he held a half-broken coiled dragon pillar in his hand, appearing like a god, and the ground trembled every time he took a step.
Ji Feihua knew that today's biggest rival had finally appeared, he bit his lip, and suddenly an arrow stepped towards Li Yuncong, he wanted to take the lead in eradicating the injured Li Yuncong before the black giant attacked.
Li Yuncong's blood-stained face looked particularly hideous, and he snorted coldly: "Ji Feihua, you miscalculated" His dry fists slammed on the ground, and the granite ground in front of his body was erected as a whole, blocking Ji Feihua's way, but how could a piece of granite about two inches thick stop Ji Feihua's footsteps, a punch had already smashed the granite, Ji Feihua raised his foot and kicked Li Yuncong's chest, this kick would inevitably make Li Yuncong die on the spot.
Li Yuncong's body suddenly sank and disappeared under the ground out of thin air, leaving only a black hole where he had just stood.
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The black-armored giant waved the coiling dragon pillar in his hand and smashed it towards the top of his head with the momentum of splitting Huashan, Ji Feihua's body shook, and the pillar fell into the air, smashing on the ground, leaving a large pit as deep as one foot.
Ji Feihua rushed up along the inclined pillar at an astonishing speed, and jumped with all her strength in the middle of the way, surpassing the height of the black-armored giant, and with a flick of her right hand in the air, two cold rays of light shot towards the eyes of the black-armored giant.
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