Bazaar’s mouth is constantly angry and growling. He is stronger than his opponents and his injuries are getting heavier and heavier. Every time, he can defeat farsi, but he is stronger and stronger again and again.
By this time, he was trapped in the wind.
A bloody battle never dies.
Farsi’s fighting spirit has become a secret avatar, and he can only display this avatar when it is also in the realm of the Emperor of Heaven.
Trauma during fighting can stimulate the potential explosion of the body to be more amazing than power.
The heavier the trauma, the stronger the motivation.
However, this kind of occultism is not without defects. When the injury exceeds the limit of occultism, farsi will be directly nullified.
Even if you barely live from the fight and play a bloody battle, you have to pay the price if you don’t die.
Farsi’s fighting spirit in vitro has become more and more violent, and some confusion has been looming.
His mind gradually blurred and he sighed in his heart. An adult, farsi, had tried his best to turn this idea around in his heart. His figure was directly hit and flew through the forbidden layer.
A lot of blood spilled from his nose and mouth, and his robe was soaked with blood.
But at the moment, farsi never fell to the ground and picked him up with a big hand
Meng Fei made a real effort to probe his injury. His pupils contracted slightly and his face was extremely transient.
The real strength rolled into his flesh and blood and sealed everything.
Meng Fei’s temporary treatment for this serious injury can rely on the tough repair to temporarily suppress the injury of other bodies so as not to erupt immediately.
After this, he kept silent. The Lan family group put farsi at ease. You take care of him.
Language fell Meng Fei feet didn’t pause step figure directly now fighting god.
Before Bazaar’s body froze slightly, the monk in blue robe gave him a very dangerous feeling although his breath was not obvious, which made him feel a chill in his heart.
You are human
Meng Fei looked up and rested on this person’s light way: XuanYuanGuo XuanYuanWang language fell on his face and slapped his face forward.
bang
The dark palm of the virtual tremor side suddenly thundered forward.
Feel the power contained in the palm print. Bazaar’s face suddenly changed, and his eyes showed a little surprised anger. This power is definitely not his ability. The enemy figure is retreating and wants to retreat from the platform, but it is already late at the moment.
crack
This is the black palm slapping falling body, and the bones are broken and crunchy.
The blood in Bazaar’s mouth and nose spewed wildly, and his body was photographed in a strange shape. I don’t know how many pieces of bones broke.
Even a little bit of yin source force penetrated into his flesh, madly eroding all vitality and destroying his flesh.
It’s a palm that didn’t kill this Bazaar, but most of this person’s practice is in the flesh, and most of it has been abolished
bang
Bazaar fell in front of the Barbarian Emperor Regiment, and he was unconscious. The process was the same.
Meng Fei’s facial expression seems to be casually patted. It’s a fly, a mosquito, and a cold eye. It looks at the pretty beast, and the imperial court slowly bites.
Chapter one thousand two hundred and fifty-three Strong challenge
A god-fighting platform at the moment.
Meng Fei suddenly exploded with strong fighting power, exceeding the expected strength, and the brute beast dynasty Bazaar had no resistance in front of him and was slapped with a hand.
Although I don’t know life and death, the horrible bone fracture is enough to make the monk’s heart cold.
Lan Keer looked at that figure and his heart was anxious.
Want his convenience will never let people around him suffer any injustice.
The Barbarian Imperial Regiment is bound to pay for their actions.
Yeluchen Fengqiao’s face is instantly stiff and smug. Little by little, he gathers clean and turns gloomy. Who dares to defeat this little Xuanyuan king? I will reward him handsomely.
A burly monk who is willing to fight against God’s platform crashing should be a flash of light in vitro and go straight to Douro God.
Bazat has faced several brothers of the Lan family successively, and before being injured, his whole body was repaired and his strength was greatly reduced.
At the moment, defeat is not beyond repair. The monk in blue robe may not be as powerful as he looks.
But even if this can easily defeat Bazaar, it is not something that ordinary people can do.
This hand is a brute beast, and the monk roared, and a gong sounded, and the figure stepped into the stage without any pause. The individual hit the mountain like a bull and rushed forward crazily.
At the moment, my hand is exhausted, and there is no hand left.
Meng Fei’s face was indifferent, his eyes were cold, and there was no warm robe sleeve. With a wave of his hand, he stepped down, and his backhand slapped down again.
The black handprint reappeared without pause, and the savage beast was brazenly photographed. The monk’s body was a terrible bone fracture, and it was nerve-racking. A chill of Yuan Shen suddenly rose and spread every inch of his body.
bang
The second brute, the emperor monk, had no resistance at all, and was directly knocked unconscious. His body and limbs showed strange bending angles.
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Lan Keer’s face is anxious, but at the moment, the platform for fighting against God is forbidden, and no one can intervene in it until the battle is over.
