Thunder Martial

The Blue Peak imprint is the technique of assassination documented in the Qingxia Secret Book. Once struck, it is like the Great Mountain Pressure, with endless pressure, the atmosphere is magnificent, the power is terrible, destroy everything.

As soon as the two elders appeared, Purple fell down the killer. He pointed to the silver glitter between them, like a beating elf, very flexible, instant room, finished printing, glowing.

“Boom!”

The heavenly dome trembled and a terrible smell erupted, followed by a big blue print falling from the sky, a few meters in size, like a hill, emitting a green and silver halo, pressing towards the three of them to cover it.

The Big Print appeared, under terrible pressure and heavy pressure, causing the space to start to tremble slightly and fall head-on towards the three of us.

“Boy, when I came up here, it was despicable.” Elder Liu shouted loudly and mobilized all the true qi in his body. This great impression was terrible, and he dared not carelessly. The innate weather gathered into a large knife, up against the sky, glorious, and rushed towards the big imprint.

“Whoosh!”

At the same time, Elder Fan also saw the exceptions of the Great Print, which also appeared. He swung his sleeves and a hurricane appeared, like a wind blade, cutting towards the Great Print.

The battle took place in a moment, fast and incredible, and his face changed dramatically. Three innate strong men fought each other. Such terrible pressure slowed him down. At this moment, it was too late to try to escape.

“Whoosh!”

Elder Fan waved his sleeve, Zhang Zheng felt greatly reduced pressure, there was gratitude in his eyes, he fled quickly, the battle between the congenitals, he was not able to participate at all, just the energy aftermath, can destroy him.

“Boom, boom, boom! ”

The Great Print falls, like a mountain, with a horrible atmosphere, the heavenly dome trembles, the knife light goes up against the sky, brilliant, but after encountering the Great Print, it also explodes instantly, turning into the energy of the heavens and the earth disappears, the purple force strikes, and there are powerful warfare techniques, which are naturally terrible.

The knife instantly crumbled and the big impression was slightly dim, but the castration was undiminished, directly hitting the hurricane.

The hurricane went up against the sky, spinning constantly, touching the Great Print, making the sound of Tinker Bell, like there were thousands of wind blades, cutting the Great Print at the same time.

“Pong!” “Pong!” “Pong!” “Pong! ”

Half-air hurricanes collided with the Great Print, sounded a lane, and eventually burst into flames. Hurricane Great Print dissipated.

“How is this possible? ”

Seeing this scene from afar, the black boy's fighting power seems to be strong again.

“Boy, sneaking up on you is despicable.” Elder Liu scolded again, Elder Fan's color was extremely condescending.

“Whoosh!”

At this moment, a silver flash flashed, purple feet stepped on the lightning, shaped the light, and lasered from afar, as fast as a wind.

Understanding the second death of Thunderbolt, the speed is already infinite, let alone the innate realm, even some true realm, do not necessarily catch up with him.

Purple blinked and passed away. He was indifferent. In Elder Liu's shocked gaze, he waved his fists.

“You...! ”

Elder Liu's face changed dramatically, his palms greeted him, his innate innate qi floated wildly, and a radiant protective mask formed.

“Boom!”

Purple waved his fist down, brilliant silver, with a strong force. This time he did not use the tactics of war, he completely used his physical strength, his fist fell, like a heavy hammer, instantly smashing Elder Liu's protective mask, immediately followed, his fist fell, the latter spit blood upside down.

One blow, Elder Liu was injured.

“What!”

Zhang Li in the distance, totally stupid eyes, at this moment, he has already seen that this black boy is truly remarkable. He also intentionally fought Elder Wu for a long time before. At this moment, he waited for the righteous, completely powerful.

Fast, too fast!

Whether it was speed or strike, it was incredible that it was fast. Elder Fan did not react in the later stages of his birth. Elder Liu had already been injured.

“Kid, die!” Until Elder Liu flew away, he drank a blast and reacted thoroughly. His true qi continued to float like a shocking wave. He raised his hand and struck, layering his palm prints appeared, paving the sky and covering the earth.

Innate warfare skills, Magic Palms, are dozens of times stronger than Thousands of Magic Palms, and are also famous for their innate warfare skills in the Martial Sect.

Once typed out, there is a massive palm print in the sky, which is real and faulty, indistinguishable, and can be said to be a powerful tactic of warfare.

“Whoops!”

When the Palm of Heaven had fallen, Purple had ignored it at all. The lightning had disappeared again. The Palm of Heaven was like electric light, and the speed was strange. It was like an illusion. It flashed aside in an instant, avoiding the Palm of Heaven, and rushed towards Elder Liu again.

“Boom!”

One punch struck directly into Elder Liu's cheek, a clear sound of bone fracture sounded, the latter's forebone had broken, one mouth estimated half mouth.

“Whoosh!”

Purple speeds quickly, one punch falling, one punch striking again, like wind and rain, fluttering sound constantly appeared.

Because of the speed, Elder Liu couldn't even scream, he could only hear the sound of fluttering, followed by the creepy sound of bone fragmentation.

“I'll take you on the road! ”

The cold light flashed in Purple's eyes and the silver light on his fist blossomed again. This time the mountain-like smell reappeared. It was clearly a punch, but Elder Liu felt a mountain hit him with terrible pressure.

His eyes were frightened and appalled, and there was still a hint of despair, which mobilized all the true energy in the body to form the last defense.

But this is useless. Purple's present body, strong and terrible, is tougher than a congenital weapon. This punch is no less powerful than a divine weapon.

“Boom!”

In the meantime, this punch fell on Elder Liu's face. In the meantime, Elder Liu's head exploded.

A congenital mid-life existence, just once, was abolished.

“This... this is impossible! ”

Zhang's face in the distance changed dramatically. Elder Liu was exterminated between a few breaths. Elder Fan did not touch the side of the family. He knew that the calculation had been lost. This guy intentionally did it. He didn't blink at killing the elder, let alone him.

So, at his feet, he decided to flee quickly.

Unfortunately, when the righteous Lord arrived, Ziqian naturally wouldn't let him live, the lightning went away and reappeared, and Ziqian turned into electric light, winking in front of Zhang Li, fast and terrible speed.

“No... don't kill me!” Zhang Li screamed in despair, his voice was terrific, but immediately stopped, a congenital sword, pierced his body, the latter scattered and fell into shape.

The three of them arrived, only a few breaths away, and two of them are dead.

Purple turned around and looked calmly at Elder Fan.

Elder Fan is an elderly man with a lot of frowns on his face, but both eyes are very sharp and not cloudy.

At this moment, his eyes lit cold and he burned in anger, and the man who killed him in front of him was beating him in the face.

“Do you just run?” Elder Fan asked faintly, but everyone could hear the chill in his words.

“Of course not. Take you on the road now.” A faint response.

“Shamelessly, if you don't fight speed, I'll destroy you.” Elder Fan spoke loudly, but his eyes kept flashing, wondering what he was thinking.

“The people of your warring sect were shameless. On that day, Lingyun designed to frame everyone. Even the door couldn't be let go, killing so many people. It was only six months ago. This time out, it was even more cruel. If you didn't stop the elders from coming to the same door, you would still support them. Damn it.” The purple voices are cold and killing in the eyes.

“Hmm, that's my battle sect thing, don't worry about you son, but you, killing so many of us, are doomed to die, as for your village, you will also be implicated because of your stupid behavior.” Elder Fan snorted.

“Slaughterhouse?” The corner of the purple mouth has a scratch on it, "he said.“ Unfortunately, you don't have a chance. If you meet me, it's your time to die. ”

“But don't worry, you go first. After a while, Lingyun will go down to accompany you.” When the voice fell, the purple body flashed and rushed toward Elder Fan.

Fist is his biggest weapon, powerful body, comparable to the divine weapon, silver fist light, with the power of power, pressed towards the elder Fan.

“Shamelessly, let my husband destroy you today.” Elder Fan snorted, innate warfare skill punched out, the instant room, the dao palm prints appeared, laying heaven and earth.

Again, Magic Palm, a powerful innate warfare technique of Martial Arts.

“This little sculpture trick is useless to me.” Zijuan did not hide at all this time, his surroundings were bright and silver, his eyes were cold and ruthless, his fists fell and his strength was broken.

“Boom!”

In the loud noise, the purple fist fell, the heavenly palm print dissipated, and nothing was true.

“Buzz!”

However, just after the palm print disappeared, a hurricane struck, which was also a congenital tactic of war. Hurricanes were like wind blades, very sharp, and when people were wound up, they would be cut open by wind blades, and the death form was tragic.

But Zixuan is not afraid, deal with all the moves, only one move, lift the fist out.

“Boom!”

When a punch falls, the hurricane dissipates, and when the real blade of wind dissipates, the energy of heaven and earth dissipates.

“What...!” At last, Elder Fan is no longer calm, two successive battle skills are easily broken by the other party, and the strength of the other party is just innate, the difference between the two realms is actually counter-pressed by the other party.

“Who are you?” Elder Fan's face changed dramatically and his figure instantly retracted.

Purple speeds fly fast, like shadows with shadows, like ghosts, like phantoms, death sticks to Elder Fan.

His eyes were heartless, only murderous, unspoken, with a continuous punch, and his breath and blood fluttered in his body, like a great wave, sending out a terrible wave.

“Boom!”

Elder Fan's face changed wildly, and he punched out congenital warfare skills, of which Magic Palm appeared more frequently. These warfare skills are powerful warfare skills of the warlord. He can only learn them because of his elder status, but at this moment, in front of the purple, these powerful warfare skills are nothing.

He punched and punched, simple and straightforward, but unusually rough, a congenital warfare technique, written down by Purple, easily dissolved, displaying a violent art.