boyutpedia Chapter 940
Chapter 940
Chapter 940
"Ding!"
A piercing golden sound suddenly sounded, and the crisp collision sound mixed with the majestic true energy of the two, as if ripples were blooming, and they were released in circles.
The few audience members who were close couldn't dodge in time, and were swept to the ground by this infuriating wind.
In the blink of an eye, the two divine weapons suddenly separated, and they slammed a dozen moves in the air. The sound of Jin Ming had disappeared, and suddenly it rang incessantly.
After a huge collision, the two bodies wrapped in infuriating qi suddenly separated and landed on the high platform.
The lightning-like confrontation in the field overwhelmed the audience under the stage, and the firelight and the green wind intertwined, covering the entire high platform.
The attack did not achieve any effect, and Chu Han was not depressed. Cherry's small mouth was slightly tilted, and all kinds of punches and kicks were thrown over at 770.
Jiang Xiaolong smiled lightly and moved his body slightly, dodging all the moves.
Chu Han almost performed the moves he had learned one by one, but the effect was still minimal. The elder brother in front of him was like a slippery water snake. Whenever his attack fell, he would be eerily avoided.
Glancing away, a playful smile appeared in Jiang Xiaolong's eyes, as if he was looking at a child.
Chu Han was annoyed for a while, his fists clenched suddenly, and he gathered the rushing true qi on his fists, and smashed it down at his brother's half-smiley cheek.
Jiang Xiaolong couldn't help but feel a little amused when he saw his sister's furious appearance. With a slight swirl of his palm, a delicate little ice popped up and collided with Chu Han's tiny fist.
"boom!
The muffled sound of thunder exploded on the high platform (cjed), and the audience cheered and whistled incessantly.
Chu Han touched his chilled fist, sighed helplessly, and said softly, "Brother, you are still powerful, I admit defeat..."
"Then it's over, Han'er, be careful." Jiang Xiaolong's worried voice came out from under the mask.
Hearing this, Chu Han spread out his hands, closed his eyes slightly, and said softly in his mouth: "Xumi sings the dragon palm!
In the blink of an eye, the huge pale green infuriating energy was like a fountain, churning in the air for a while, and after a while, a huge palm print quietly formed in the air, overwhelming the sky and facing Jiang Xiaolong's head from top to bottom with the overwhelming force of the army. Come.
"The power of this move is not bad." Jiang Xiaolong chuckled lightly.
And on the Night Scare Gun, I don't know when a fire dragon has gathered. The fire dragon is three or four meters long and spit out flames.
Jiang Xiaolong's figure was like a red lightning bolt, rushing towards Chu Han's body, forming a huge hot wind, pressing Chu Han's clothes tightly against the surface of his body.
Powerful energy, with the ear-piercing roar of the fire dragon, came suddenly.
Jiang Xiaolong's wrist trembled lightly, and the fire dragon slammed down at the open space in front of Chu Han, forming a huge deep pit in an instant.
Chu Han's fingers moved slightly, and a smear of black powder that no one noticed was sucked into the mouth, and immediately jumped out with the impact of the explosion.
"boom!"
Looking at the somewhat delicate figure, it turned a few times in the air like a kite with a broken line, and slammed heavily on the high platform.
Seeing this, the two corpse-carrying people under the stage were about to go up the stairs, but they were stopped by two people dressed in the same clothes.
"The above said, let us lift it." The voices of the two were a little cold.
The two corpse-lifters were stunned, and the two of them had already taken a step forward and jumped up the stairs.
"What kind of world is this, there are still people rushing to do this work..."
The corpse-carrying people looked at each other, and it was good, just to relax.
Jiang Xiaolong on the high platform was a little anxious, and his uneasy expression had climbed onto his face, and the tsunami-like shouting from the platform made him very irritable.
Seeing the two come to the stage, one of them gave Jiang Xiaolong a slight nod, Jiang Xiaolong's heart was relieved, and he jumped off the high platform.
"Young Master Fen Hai, see you at the inn." The man carrying Chu Han's "corpse" whispered in a nuanced voice as he passed by Jiang Xiaolong.
Jiang Xiaolong nodded slightly, his body turned into a black shadow, and he galloped away in the direction of the inn.
After pacing in the room for half an hour, the knock on the door suddenly rang.
Jiang Xiaolong hurriedly opened the door, Han Xin's face appeared in front of him, Chu Han behind him had put on a somewhat fat black robe, and the mask on his face had also turned into a grimace similar to his own.
"Feng Ling, you're not injured. 35 Seeing Han Xin here, Jiang Xiaolong said this in a calm tone, even though he was more anxious.
"No." Chu Han's voice was equally cold, and he naturally understood what his brother meant. Jiang Xiaolong let out a sigh of relief, then turned to Han Xin and said, "Sect Master Han, thank you very much."
Han Xin laughed, sat down, and said with a smile: "Young Master Fen Hai, my Muguzong's fake death powder is a must, even if the deathmatch arena is checked again, it will not reveal the slightest flaw!"
Pretending to exchange a few words, Han Xin turned his head and asked, "The rivalry between Feiyingmen and Hidden Weapons Sect was also caused by the young hero..."