Apotheosis – Ascension to Godhood

Chapter 2180: Poor Techniques

Xia Feng plunged down from the middle of the sky, and the blade was filled with unparalleled momentum.

He discovered that Rosen was going to touch hard and his eyes flashed with a different color, but the corner of his mouth quickly burst with a slight sneer!

If that's the case, you'll lose!

Luo Zheng easily defeated Xia Yun, Xia Feng's heart naturally had a consternation.

In fact, Xia Yun's ability to control the space on a large scale is very powerful. After turning into thousands of people, she can still control it slightly, so she can get the ultimate in sword recruitment!

This ability is so restrained from such a massive convergence of Xia Feng attacks.

If Luo Zheng is also like Xia Yun, does not confront himself positively, trapped himself a little bit, Xia Feng is highly likely to lose to Luo Zheng.

Now Luo Zheng actually wants to be with his own horns, what else is Xia Feng afraid of?

Shaoha...

The sword wrapped in the hundreds of millions of jun has come to slay with its head against Luo Zhen's sword.

The sword adds up.

The two forces converge at one point.

The power of this guy...

When Xia Feng's sword was cut off, an incredible color appeared on his face.

The power of that green sword is not weaker than it is!

“Huh!”

The explosion spread rapidly towards the surrounding area, and the original flat wasteland was lifted up by a layer, and the bones integrated in the wasteland also lasered out in all directions, like a Dawley arrow.

After the sword was cut out, Luo Zheng retreated seventy-eight steps and stepped on the ground before stopping.

Summer Peak, originally in the middle of the sky, was directly lifted tens of thousands of feet away, one overturned in the air, landed on the ground, still more than a dozen steps back to stabilize its shape.

The strength and weakness of the power level are very clear.

Many people know that Xia Feng's power is strong, and the knife method used is superior bullying.

They think that Luo Zheng positively resisted Xia Feng's knife, I'm afraid even people with swords will be cut in half, but now the scene is completely different from what they think...

“No way, touching hard pushed Xia Feng back? ”

“This guy's mastery of sword moves is almost over Xia Yun, and he doesn't lose to Xia Feng in power? ”

“What a pervert...”

Those wild gods from afar are all foolish.

Especially those patriarchal forces that followed the Xuan clan. They thought that the Xuan clan's taking down the Tianan bone tower was already a nail on the board. Now the young people suddenly emerged from the Xuan Yu clan, adding variables to the final result, their mood is well known.

“Ha ha, the Pu Yu are so powerful! ”

“This young man will surely be a great tribe in the future! ”

“I don't know his name yet...”

Those desolate gods who followed the clan are now smiling.

Watching the sons of the Laayou clan lose to the Xuan clan one by one, their hearts are also quite tedious.

Originally there was no hope in their hearts, their hearts were thinking about where they were going after leaving Sickle City, and Rosen's performance now rekindled the hope in their hearts.

“Great! I didn't expect your power to be so strong! Again!”

As if two flames were burning in Xia Feng's eyes, his fighting spirit was thoroughly inspired!

A greater power erupted from within him.

“Knock, knock...”

Then, on the summer peak, he walked toward Ross on the wasteland.

This summer peak will be more thoroughly inspired by the power of the wild god, his dramatic desert erupts into a brilliant golden glow, as if it were a walking bright sun, and the brilliance cannot be seen directly.

The knife dragged to the floor and dragged a deep mark on the wasteland.

“Hoo--”

“Breaking the heavens! ”

The sharp blade comes from the bottom to the front.

Faced with Xia Feng's second knife, Rosen's eyes sparkled with caution.

This knife is certainly stronger than the first...

However, Roxanne still has no intention of falling back.

With a slight movement in his mind, the nine stars in his body began to spin.

This time he intends to explode the power of the desert god at the same time as the source of power!

The power of the wild god depends on the flesh, while the origin of the power resides in the world in the body. Two distinct forces operate simultaneously, creating an unspeakable momentum in the body.

The face of elders in the distance such as purple jade, far away, and beryllium has changed slightly.

After three months of experience, they were satisfied with the entry of Luo Zheng, after all, he was no less than a genius of any of the Baoyu tribes.

Adequate rough bones, coupled with the gift of Rosen, can be described in terms of speed of entry.

But now the sudden burst of power in Rose's body still makes them feel weird.

The momentum generated by this power is too great.

It is simply impossible to impose a median wild god, unless Luo Xuan goes through another physical robbery and becomes a superior wild god.

But such an unreasonable scene appeared before them.

Appeared in front of Xia Feng...

In fact, the moment Luo Zheng erupted this power, Xia Feng realized that he had lost.

He can't defeat such a powerful monster.

Rosenfeld's power and he's not a level anymore!

Xia Feng, like his sister, is a very principled man.

Even if we lose, we have principles to lose.

Once his knife is cut out, he will not stop.

“Boom...”

Heavy roaring noises scattered across all sides.

The moment they met, they rolled up the sandstone dust on the ground.

Even though they were a thousand feet tall, they were still submerged by the smoke...

“Huh!”

As the dust rolled up, a giant figure also swept through the dust and flew backwards.

Soon, the shadow passed through the smoke and heavily hit the ground, spitting out a lot of blood.

This man is Xia Feng.

The second battle for power, he defeated without suspense.

And this time he lost more thoroughly!

“Sex, sex...”

At the same time, there was a 7,800 long knife spinning out of the smoke, and a "chirp” burst into the wasteland on the side of Summer Peak.

Lost the perfusion of the power of the wild god, the sword inserted on the ground, quickly shrunk, turned into a few feet...

People's eyes lingered on Xia Feng for a while, and their eyes moved again over the rolling smoke.

When the smoke runs out, Luo Zheng's figure will appear quietly.

He stood halfway in a large pit, still holding a green sword and looking calmly at the distant summer peaks.

Xia Feng slowly climbed up from the ground with an unusually complex complexion.

If Luo had won by chance, he would have some comfort in his heart.

How can you feel if Polarization chooses to confront you positively while still defeating you?

After all, however, he was a man who could afford to let go. After a while he was depressed, he was relieved. After all, there were people in the world who were completely beyond himself, and he had to admit that Luo Zheng was such a guy.

He comforted himself in his heart, spinning a long breath, arching his hand at Luo Zheng, "Not as skilled as man, gambling down the wind! I lost! ”