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Hong Huang held the corner of his mouth and laughed loudly and said, "I guessed you would be a shady person!"

He said, "The prosperous age is like a painting!"

More white air suddenly spewed out between his palms, and in the blink of an eye, it actually wrapped Hong Huang in. The vast white air was faintly revealed, with the vast clouds of the sun, the waterfalls, the streams, the green mountains and pine and cypresses, and it seemed like a fairyland scene really appeared in front of Yuan Fei.

Yuan Fei was very surprised by Hong Huang's boxing technique. It was nothing great to spray white air from his palm. Even warriors in the Qi Condensation Stage could do it. As long as they control the true qi in their body to a certain extent, they can naturally wrap the body and liquefy it into mist when the true qi is sprayed out. However, it is really unheard of to let these true qi turn into agile pictures.

At this moment, the scene like a fairyland suddenly thrust, and then a loud shout inside: "Sword! Kill me!"

Suddenly, a long sword transformed from white energy shot out from the scroll and poked towards Yuan Fei.

Although the only thing that came here was Bai Qi, Yuan Fei did not dare to be careless at all. He hurriedly dodged and avoided the sword. Then he heard a series of shouts from the picturesque scenery of the prosperous times: "Blade! Halberd! Hook! Fork! Axe! Sword! Thorn! Kill for me! Kill!"

As Hong Huang roared and the white air paintings roared, eight weapons transformed by white air shot out, drawing an arc to attack Yuan Fei from all directions.

These weapons actually surrounded Yuan Fei, leaving no gap for him to take it out. Yuan Fei frowned and his pupils shrank, his muscles suddenly tensed, and his blood vessels bulged all over his body with blood roaring like a surging river.

"Breaking the wilderness and explosion! Breaking the broken box for me!"

As Yuan Fei roared, his fists suddenly seemed to Ju Shao to take care of him again, and looked at Zheng Shuang, who was bleeding from the corner of his mouth standing in the distance.

Zheng Shuang just got a palm on Hong Huang's left rib. At this time, her chest was stuffy and fishy and sweet, obviously suffered internal injuries. When she saw Hong Huang looking over, she gritted her teeth and groaned and then placed her hands on her chest.

Hong Huang's face turned slightly cold, and then suddenly a large fog gushed out from his body's pores, wrapping him up, and then suddenly attacked Zheng Shuang.

Zheng Shuang felt a sense of heart, and the blood vessels on her body suddenly became erect, and strands of them crawled all over her body like earthworms. Then a surging sound of a river rumbling.

"Cook the horse with boiling oil!"

As four words popped out from his teeth, his fists suddenly exploded, and a strong blood and masculine squirted out, which had the surging oil and the roaring horses roaring and unwilling to die. A terrifying feeling of slashing the sky and the earth attacked the fog that was attacking Hong Huang.

Zheng Shuang's martial arts originated from his father, and they all realized it from the battlefield killing, so every move is a masculine roar that is never compromised. On the battlefield, the sword comes with a knife, and when the knife breaks, it is connected with the chest. Even if it dies, it must hold the enemy in his arms and die together. Therefore, this move is boiling oil to cook the horse without returning, and only wants to kill the enemy without self-protection! This move obviously violates the regulations that cannot seriously hurt others.

But no one present was worried at all.

Because in their eyes, what was rushing towards Zheng Shuang was just a mass of fog, but Hong Huang stood there and didn't move at all.

As expected, Zheng Shuang's shocking attack, with boundless momentum, hit the fog like a thunderous sound that almost instantly dispersed the fog. In the blink of an eye, the dissipated fog rolled back to Hong Huang and was sucked back into his body.

Zheng Shuang's fist, which had gone but never returned, knew it was not good when he hit the air with one blow. When he saw Hong Huang in the distance, he couldn't help but stagnate.

Then Hong Huang showed a sneer on his cold face, then walked straight to the Taiyin Toad Bead and stomped his feet slightly, and the Taiyin Toad Bead was shaken into the air.

Hong Huang grabbed the photo casually, looked in the sun and confirmed that it was the Taiyin Toad Bead, then he sent the Taiyin Toad Bead into his arms, ignoring Zheng Shuang's figure and floating straight for the flagpole.

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Chapter completed!