Chapter 1,139 Goodbye, the power of destruction!

Shen Yan and Princess Anqin were also horrified when they saw it. Their hearts were filled with ups and downs, and they could no longer calm down.

Seeing the huge palm shadow rolling down like the sky collapsing, the red dragon phantom clearly felt strong uneasiness and danger. The huge body rolled and twisted hard, setting off waves of strong winds between the sky and the earth.

At this time, the Red Dragon Sword Spirit is no longer as arrogant as before. It is a bit like the grasshopper in Qin Dong's hand. No matter how happy it is, it can't jump out.

Qin Dong's five fingers suddenly retracted, and the huge palm in the sky also clenched into a fist, tightly strangling the neck of the Red Dragon Sword Spirit. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, who could believe such a scene? [

Although the Red Dragon Sword Spirit was just a phantom, its aura was astonishing. To be strangled by someone's neck like this was truly beyond human imagination.

Qin Dong's five fingers gradually tightened, and the fist of the giant palm became tighter and tighter. The struggle of the Red Dragon Sword Spirit became even more violent. Such a fierce contest directly caused the color of the sky and the earth to change, and violent thunder and lightning came one after another, leaving him stunned.

It vividly creates an apocalyptic scene.

At this time, among everyone, Tu Zexin undoubtedly felt the most shocked.

When the giant palm phantom strangled the neck of the Red Dragon Sword Spirit, Tu Zexin clearly felt that an extremely powerful force was holding him firmly, as if it had turned into an invisible cage, trapping him.

Trapped in it.

What frightened Tu Zexin even more was that this invisible cage was squeezing towards him from all directions, squeezing him so hard that he had no place to stand and weighing him down. It felt like he was being strangled.

The one on his neck is not the Red Dragon Sword Spirit, but his Tu Zexin.

Although the struggle of the Red Dragon Sword Spirit was fierce, it did not last long, and it seemed a bit like a dying struggle. Soon, the arrogant red dragon that circled and danced under the night sky seemed to be deflated.

His temper quickly shriveled up.

The Red Dragon Sword Spirit completely disappeared without a trace, and the Red Dragon Sword's edge dimmed in light. Tu Zexin, who was directly connected to it, was no better off and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

"Win...win?" Princess Anqin turned to look at Shen Yan blankly and murmured, her face and eyes full of surprise and disbelief.

"Win!" Shen Yan nodded heavily, her apricot eyes sparkling with energy.

Ever since Yu Jinxiu was defeated at the hands of Tu Zexin, Shen Yan has been in a heavy mood. She just felt that no one could scare Tu Zexin anymore, and she was afraid that the world would be in chaos. But now, suddenly

There was a bright future, and Shen Yan's mood rebounded from a low point to a peak in an instant, which was enough for her to digest it for a while.

For the first time in his life, Tu Zexin felt so powerless and depressed. The look he looked at Qin Dong was filled with resentment and a hint of fear. He felt that Qin Dong was like a huge black hole, possessing the power to swallow him up at any time.

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"Who are you?" Tu Zexin's voice was trembling.

Qin Dong stood there quietly and did not answer. His eyes did not seem to fall on Tu Zexin, as if he had not heard Tu Zexin's words at all, or perhaps, in his eyes, Tu Zexin was

A ball of air.
Chapter completed!