Transcending the Nine Heavens

The Citadel is moving forward.

Walking mountain swings!

Three steps later, the mountains roared together, and the sky seemed to tremble at this moment! Snow accumulated in the surrounding mountains while the smoke soared like a wave.

Fa Zheng stood relaxed, watched the dance hall, his eyes relaxed, his writing, even some fun, watched the dance hall step this way.

The Citadel has taken six steps!

His momentum, which has accumulated to its peak, killer, has reached its extremes! War will, and I have risen to the point of burning nine scales.

If you strike at this point, it will be the peak of Stone Breaking Amazement!

Obviously, however, France does not want to be so exposed to the peak attack of the Citadel.

Just after taking the sixth step in the Citadel, when his foot had not yet landed on the ground, Father suddenly moved!

He suddenly stretched out one foot and stepped forward!

He leaned slightly forward.

A powerful momentum rushed out, facing the dance hall!

Strike the midstream!

At the moment when the Dance Citadel momentum had just taken shape, France resolutely attacked, interrupting the possibility that this power was truly at its peak! At this moment, the dance hall feels weird.

Just like when the orgasm was about to erupt, it was suddenly stopped!

Humph furiously, step seven takes off!

A blast exploded, two momentum glued together, a strange crackling sound made people's teeth sound, then started in the middle, tornado rushed into the nine clouds, the sky cloud, suddenly broke a line.

Underfoot, another strange, frightening, ruptured voice.

From the ground between them, a crack suddenly appeared. The crack is spreading toward something, and the crack is breaking in both directions!

This whole mountain, like a snow-white bun, was suddenly broken from the middle.

Split up.

A blast, neither body moved, but the two separate mountains were in rapid retreat, and the distance between them suddenly increased to 50 lengths!

Dance City white clothes like snow, suddenly took off, and a blast rushed up into the air, like a snow-white crane, rushing into the snow.

At this moment of flight, a blue colour suddenly appeared on his body, then turned into a blue cyclone, wrapped around his own body, and he made a sound across the space, coming up!

All the snow on the ground, as he jumped, neatly rolled towards the Lord of France!

The Pharaoh was silent, his body rose upright, floating, and suddenly there was an evil black gas, and then he rushed across the street like a shell.

Just a flash!

The remnants of the two bodies left in place because of the high speed appeared clearly, but the two had collided so hard.

Dance City left hand right fist kicked the top of the knee, instantly changed to do two elbows with the power of Wan Jun wildly smashed!

Father's hair exploded sharply, his body in a rapid forward motion, the other party's knees came over, his body suddenly strangely floated into a straight line in the air; his hands grabbed the hands of the city of dance!

The left palm of the dance hall is slashed, the right hand of the dance hall snaps to the vein door, the left hand of the dance hall turns into a fist, the finger of the dance hall is smashed underground, the law hall switches tricks, one finger is on top of the strong black gas, the dance hall immediately changes tricks, the wrist of the other side is cut, the finger of the dance hall is pulled together, the right elbow is suddenly smashed out!

Dance City's eyes flashed and the same elbow knocked over!

This is on one side, and on the other side, the left hand of France, and the right hand of Dance City, are converted seventy-eight times in a row, as well as with elbows!

Bang, bang, bang...

Two people and four elbows collided violently in the air for more than 900, then shouted, Fa Zheng snorted, Dance City snorted cold.

Father's body flew out in a straight line in front of him and behind his feet. The City of Dance was just like being pulled hard by a rope behind him, so he fell back in the void!

The next moment, both of them are in rapid retreat, radically shifting direction into rapid forward movement!

This leads to a strange and incomprehensible phenomenon.

In the air, a row of phantoms of the primacy of the law is in rapid retreat, but yet another row of phantoms is advancing!

At the same time!

The same goes for the Citadel across the street.

Two rows of phantoms in the sky are still moving forward or backward, the two have reached a thousand heights, and the phantoms left behind by this road remain clear that countless mighty mighty mighty mighty mighty mighty dance towns are fighting in clear motion. A little bit of push, the whole process can be completely restored in the shadows!

“The Nashan River enters the heart and gathers the heavens and the earth to be mustard seeds!” Fazheng admires the sky: “The City of Dance! You've come to this point! ”

Opposite the dance hall is silent, but it's just one trick over the other, bombing like the sky and the earth.

Fa Zunhaha smiled continuously, the opposite dance city was full of despicable face, silent, the two people moved a little, it was actually fun, only the two people fighting for their lives, in this ordinary man can only breathe, has exchanged 1,700 moves each!

Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom!

The two shadows are constantly separated, reunited, and separated...

In the air, all of a sudden, it's a dark and white shadow of dense numbness, full of the sky!

It seems like the snow is crowded everywhere...

Another collision.

The palms of the dance hall emitted blue qi hit the right chest of France, and the palms of the dance hall emitted black qi were also shot on the left shoulder of the dance hall at the same time!

At the same time, when they were struck by lightning, their bodies broke at high altitude and the kite fell out towards both sides. Fly halfway, spraying blood out of the same spot.

Then the whole sky suddenly seemed to stand still, and then a big explosion broke out in the middle!

The corrugated scale of air spreads out in circles. As it spreads, space cracks appear in circles in the sky along one path, black and black, like the demon's mouth, open and suddenly closed!

The mountain rock snow layer has become a normal empty dance...

Right here, at the time of the Big Bang, and a few hundred miles away, two people had stood face-to-face, facing each other seriously, confronted each other.

The dance hall was a little pale, and the face of France was a little grey. Both were injured, appeared to be equally powerful and equally flagged.

The Citadel remains silent.

Father took a breath and said: "Dancer, do you feel it too? Me, not a year ago.” He laughed with some complacency: “A year ago, I stood up to you only in the mountains, but now, I've split the autumn color evenly with you. ”

His eyes flashed, “Give me another six months and I'll kill you! ”

He paused and said, “Kill you, if you slaughter a dog! ”

Dance City still hasn't spoken, he just looked at the Lord of Law, his eyes filled with contempt, contempt, despise...

That means: I'm not in the mood to say half a word except to fight with scum like you! Say half a word. That's an insult!

He knew what the Father meant was to provoke him, but his heart was full of disdain, not anger.

He just looked at the Lord of Law with disdain.

The Lord suddenly felt a fire coming from his heart. He had been provoking each other, but the other did not respond at all, which meant looking at himself with such disdain.

But it is this silent desecration that makes the dignity of the law even more unbearable!

Dance City is like a high judge, looking despicably at the prisoner in front of you, like looking at a bug! Though he did not speak, every breath said: "You pig dog would be better than a skilful little man!"

He was not angry because of this attitude. What he could not bear was that he was psychologically short in front of the City of Dance!

I can't feel my head up no matter how much I exhale.

Dead and alive, there's no bottom gas.

Over time, the Father finally roared furiously: "What's so great about you? What makes you think that? Aren't you from the Nine Hundreds? Weren't you the only brother left? Do you feel better? How much higher are you than me? How much easier can you be than me? ”

The City of Dance looked at him as cold as ice, and looked at him as cold as a daze.

“We're the same! Same thing, you know?” Father was furious: “Two grasshoppers on a line, who could be smarter than who and where? ”

“I'm not like you!” Didn't mean to say anything, but the phrase 'the same’ made him unbearable, because it was his proudest: “Do you really think I don't know who you are? You really think I really believe you're Wenlong? ”

Fa Zheng suddenly laughed and his eyes were a little crazy: “Did you say that? I thought you weren't talking. Ha-ha-ha... Didn't you still say that? ”

He can make a scene to the world, but not to the City of Dance alone! Even if his brothers were resurrected, he would not be more pressured against them than against the City of Dance.

Because he and Dance Town are the only survivors, and Dance Town is much older than he is, but a heart has never changed!

But he, has betrayed!

Though he never admitted his betrayal, deep down in his heart he knew clearly that he was no longer who he was!

But the Citadel is still the Citadel!

He wasn't scared because his strength wasn't as powerful as dancing, but because his heart was weak!

Guilt of conscience.

This is enough to keep him from really straightening his ridge in front of the Citadel for the rest of his life - he doesn't deserve to straighten his ridge in front of the Citadel!

That's exactly why he was framing the city for slaughter.

Even if his heart is 10,000 times taller than the Citadel, he can't lift his head in front of the Citadel!

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