The more the "duke" hit, the more shocked he became, his eyes were red, like a madman. His handsome face was twisted and deformed, and his original noble and elegantness disappeared at this moment. He wished he could smash Feng Yanran into pieces with one punch. He used the magical skill of "blood clan" and his body shook, and rushed up like lightning. His right fist was like a high-speed rotating drill bit, leaving a vague afterimage on the spot. This speed was absolutely shocking.

Feng Yanran didn't even look at it. When he practiced his skills to this point, his spiritual sense was extremely powerful. Even an ant could "see" clearly within a hundred feet of radius, let alone the thunderous attack of the "duke"? He turned his back to the "duke" and did not turn around. Wudang's "tiger claw hand" suddenly flipped backwards, and accurately grabbed the "duke"'s huge fist, sinking his shoulders and dropping his elbows, twisting his waist, and twisting his waist. A beautiful "shoulder-over-shoulder-over-shoulder-shoulder-shoulder-shoulder-shoulder-shoulder-shoulder-shoulder-shoulder-shoulder-shoulder-shoulder-shoulder-shoulder-shoulder-shoulder-shoulder-shoulder-shoulder-shoulder-shoulder-shoulder-shoulder-shoulder-shoulder-shoulder-shoulder-shoulder-shoulder-shoulder-shoulder-shoulder-shoulder-shoulder-shoulder-shoulder-shoulder-shoulder-shoulder-shoulder-shoulder-shoulder-shoulder-shoulder-shoulder-shoulder-shoulder-shoulder-shoulder-shoulder-shoulder-shoulder-shoulder-shoulder-shoulder-shoulder-shoulder-shoulder-shoulder-shoulder-shoulder-shoulder-shoulder-shoulder-shoulder-shoulder-shoulder-shoulder-shoulder-shoulder-shoulder-shou

Five times in a row, the "Duke" had a skin and flesh, and even the ribs were broken, covered in blood, and was in a mess. "Ao" "Duke" spat another mouthful of blood, got rid of Feng Yanran's attack, jumped into the air, roaring on the moon, two huge wings pierced from behind, spreading out, with a diameter of more than ten feet. The giant wings swept violently, "Wow" was like a hurricane sweeping across the sky, and the world collapsed instantly. One-third of the roof of the building was lifted up, collapsed like rain, and the whole building was shaking. "Crash," "Room", "Room", "Global Trade Plaza" within a radius of hundreds of meters seemed to be hit by a meteorite rain, with people running around, smashed vehicles everywhere, and buildings that caught fire everywhere...

The "Duke" roared like a cow, waving his wings and slamming at Feng Yanran. If he was hit by such a powerful divine power, he would not be able to be crushed to pieces immediately? Feng Yanran obviously had no intention of retreating. His body swept quickly and his arms shook. The "Wuji Xuangong Fist" and the "Duke"'s giant wings collided again. "Boom--" The concrete roof under his feet shattered like dust and sand. Feng Yanran took three steps back and blood was leached from the corner of his mouth. The "Duke" was directly shaken out by the "Wuji Xuangong Fist", and three fights in the air, sprinkling blood.

"Wuji Xuangong Fist" is an authentic Taoist Xuanmen master of the superior boxing technique that uses qi to control the strength, completely using the practitioner's own strong internal strength to hurt the enemy to the invisible. Feng Yanran took the "Ten Thousand Years Dragon Ball", broke through the transformation of the spirit, turned the fish into a dragon, and entered the realm of "outer Gang". His internal strength is rare in the world. In addition, his sea of ​​dantian was washed by the inner elixir of the Great Snake day and night, and his entry can be said to be a thousand miles a day. Wudang's "Nine Heavens Hunyuan Gong" had long reached the "Great Perfection" state of returning to the 99th. Now with all his strength, how can the "duke" resist it?

The "Duke" suffered severe damage, his internal organs shattered and his body ruptured. The "Nine Heavens Hunyuan True Qi" flowed through his limbs and was in great pain. The "Duke" roared wildly, colliding with two buildings one after another, and flew towards Feng Yanran again. This time he no longer fought head-on with Feng Yanran, but instead took advantage of his ability to fly and left with one blow, causing Feng Yanran to suffer frequent losses.

Feng Yanran raised his middle finger to the "duke" in the air and cursed: "What's so great about flying? The person riding a white horse is not necessarily a prince, it may be Tang Monk. The person with wings is not necessarily an angel, it may be a birdman - the duke. I realized that you are a birdman through the fuck! Seeing that you are having such a good time, I don't mind flying with you to make the world sexy!"

Fu Chenxue sweated heavily: "Yan Ran, I haven't seen you for a few days, and your verbal skills have improved a lot. Will you still fight?"

Xueer was no longer afraid, and her little head was revealed from Fu Chenxue's arms, and she said curiously: "Big brother, Brother Feng can't fly, how could he catch that birdman?"

Feng Yanran laughed loudly, with his hands a little left and right, and a six-pointed star-shaped "jueshadow" hangs in front of him. He jumps onto the "jueshadow", and the orange-red flames rise into the sky and rushes towards the "duke" at five times the speed of sound.

"Wow, is this the situation of a god horse?" "Duke" was shocked when he saw Feng Yanran flying into the air. Before he could react, the "Da Xumi Fist" with five times the speed of sound wrapped around the violent force and smashed it hard on him. "Aowu--" "Duke" broke its muscles and broke its bones, and blood rain sprinkled, and half of his body almost burst out on the spot. Whether it was pain, anger or incredible, a scream similar to a sick cat came out of his mouth.

Feng Yanran drove the "Jueying", shuttled back and forth like a shocking lightning. How fast is it that the "Duke"'s wings are comparable to the "Duke"'s wings? Compared with modern humans, the "Blood Clan" that has been around for thousands of years has immortal bodies and mysterious abilities, which are extremely powerful, but compared with the "Pangu Clan" preaching the prehistoric "Pangu Clan", the "Blood Clan" is far from enough to see. In the face of the technology that "Pangu Clan" is enough to look down on the starry sky, the "Blood Clan"'s superpowers are only to be abused. One punch, two punches, three punches... Fist to the flesh, and blood sees blood. Faced with the absolutely terrifying "Jueying", the "Duke" completely became a meat sandbag, with its limbs ruptured, and blood rain burst out. Feng Yanran smashed it down with thirteen punches, and the "Duke"'s wings finally broke, and fell from a height of hundreds of meters. At such a height, even if the "Blood Clan"'s body is extremely powerful, it will be smashed into meat sauce.

"Hula--" A purple figure flew over the sky, fucked with one arm, grabbed the falling body of the "duke" in the air, waved its giant wings and rose to the sky. The bright moon, stars, waves, tall buildings, deep blue sky, and a "bird man" waving its giant wings and flying in the sky... Well, it is not suitable to say that "bird man" is, it should be the "prince" of the "blood tribe".

The "Prince" saw the "Duke"'s body burst, dying, blood sprinkled in the sky, and her purple eyes were like Jiuyou Hanyuan, waved her hand and said coldly: "Kill him--"

As soon as the words finished, above the sky, under the bright moon, around the high building, hundreds of flying "vampires" suddenly appeared. The leader was the "count" who escaped by chance from the "Region District 16". The "count"'s eyes were blood red and hissed in a hurry. The "vampire" surrounded Feng Yanran in the middle. Under the command of the "count", groups of three or five were launched to attack Feng Yanran in turn.
Chapter completed!