"whoosh! Whoosh Whoosh Hey! " The golden lotus instantly flies towards Jiang Feng.

But Jiang Feng face calm.
Instead of panic, it shows irony
"Look at you or me!"
Jiang Feng talk LianXi sword at the same time by his grip manual dancing was holy.
Sword finger becomes lotus
However, this is a purple fire lotus burning with flames and flying away.
"How is that possible! ？”
Many people are shocked.
Even the saint was frightened.
However, when it didn’t surprise them
"touch!" Lotus collided and burst into a powerful hurricane that spread in all directions.
Suddenly the heavens and the earth cracked and swept away.
"impossible!" The holy consciousness stepped back and his face was full of shock.
Jiang Feng is no exception. His feet repeatedly retreat. This saint is really not a hollow reputation, and he has some ability.
"How can you I JueXue heaven! ？” Holy mouth asked.
Looking at him, Jiang Feng smiled, "Because I am your long-lost father!"
When I heard this, the veins stood out suddenly and violently. ！”
The saint said, "once again, mobilize the physical strength."
He doesn’t believe that just a small pick in Wonderland can do him any harm.
"The sword points into a lotus!"
All over the sky lotus suddenly shot out.
However, Jiang Feng doesn’t neglect the same lotus flowers all over the sky and then suddenly and violently bulge "boom! Boom! " It’s deafening and bursting, which makes people sigh.
"Not to say that this little forced ascension! ？”
"This strength doesn’t seem to be forced to rise at all, and ordinary Jin Wonderland double fighters have had it without it."
"Yes! It is incredible to be able to make a holy war. "The crowd was amazed."
When they were surprised,
A battle is becoming more and more fake.
Fairy energy is like a burst of money.
"I haven’t seen you for years, but I still can’t."
"You shut up!" The breath of holy anger broke out again and at the same time, he angrily drank a "sword pointing to heaven!"
"whoosh!"
The whole person rose.
Strong breath together mercilessly sword point up directly.
"Brush!" Shock wave erupts, fairy energy bursts, and virtual tears reveal black lines.
Looking at this scene, all the people couldn’t help but be tongue-tied.
The holy power is really powerful.
Jiang Feng also don’t neglect.
At the same time, the momentum of the body rose, and a strong sword broke out from the body
"Extreme sword skills!"
Speak with a firm but gentle voice
Powerful! Astonished! It’s like fighting for the sky
"How strong!" Many people in Taiwan are also repeatedly amazed.
At this time, the patriarch of Wan Jian is also responsible for seeing this scene, and his younger brother said, "Look carefully at this Wushu, which is my master’s unique sword skill."
A few people nodding behind him.
I didn’t expect them to be so powerful in Wushu at Wanjianmen.
But they didn’t know that Wan Jian, the patriarch, was bitter, and his Zongmen Wushu made Jiang Feng display his pure feelings like fire
I really don’t know whether to be happy or sad.
"Boom!"
The collision between the two broke out again with great power.
As if condensed with small balls, the hurricane scattered in all directions, and everyone narrowed his eyes.
Extremely sword skill is obviously better.
The holy face is stiff, and the whole person retreats repeatedly.
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A good saint is more energetic than a higher body fairy, and Jiang Feng is much stronger. This advantage can be blocked.
Jiang Feng also felt bad.
His arm trembled slightly. You know, it’s not often that his body feels this way.
Saint’s cheeks are gloomy as water.
If you can’t think of it, you will be evenly matched with this waste.
Look at the discussion of Jiang Feng in the stands.
Is to make him feel humiliated.
Not only the woman was robbed by him, but even the strength was suppressed. Anger was unwilling and anger kept burning from the bottom of my heart.
"I let you die today," St. Anger roared.
"Brush!"
The vitality of the immortals is once again high.
"Give me to die!" Said the golden light flashing hand sword sends out a harsh light.
Fairy energy is constantly absorbed by the sword to form a small vortex.
"the sword of death!"
Saint gave a hysterical roar.
Sitting in the distance, several great people narrowed their eyes when they saw this scene.
"He has even understood this trick!" A white-haired old man in the stands said
"That name is Jiang Feng, and I’m afraid I’ll be killed here if I have such strength."