"Kid, you dare to fight me!"
Furukawa fists pinched, and the voice was mixed with anger. Although the opponent is only a six-star fighter from the point of vindictiveness, but the means is very different, not only can the whole body become a flame, but also can manipulate the refining fire, he takes it for granted that the other party's punch is very horrible.
To this end, he not only stepped back, but also fully supported the vindictive armor.
Then, the ending was that the opponent's punch that seemed to be ruined and destroyed was not even broken by his vindictive armor, and even the cracks were not caused.
It can be said that thunder and rain are small, bluffing!
Others on the ruins also stumbled, and it seems that they have not yet reacted from this result. When they want to come, they dared to boast that Haikou said that they would take their activities and activities, and even if they are not good, they will have the strength to fight with the fighting king.
"That, the expansion has expanded." Xiao Yan waved his hand toward a group of people, and then looked back to the ancient river and smiled.
Since he swallowed the heart of Qinglian, he could feel the change of his own flame, and the energy of the fire in his body was several times stronger. Because of this, he thought he could fight against the king. In the end, his original thought was just an illusion. In fact, the armor of the fighting king could not be broken.
"Xiao Yan, although you have combined different fires, but your own cultivation is still too weak, and the development of the fire element is not enough. Now I want to defeat the fighting king, some are too anxious." Wu Fang looked at Xiao Yan dull Said.
Xiao Yan scratched his head: "The seniors said that the younger generation is too confident."
"Kid, don't you put me in your eyes at all?" The sound of the ice chilled, and the ancient river looked cold and cold, and his left hand jerked, and a long sword with red light emerged. Out, the blade is shaking, and the sharp tip of the sword swells out, releasing a fierce temper.
The figure of the ancient river moved, holding a long sword and plunging into Xiao Yan, while the long sword waved.
In the snoring, Xiao Yan was cut off by the waist, and the upper body was separated from the lower body.
"Old man, I can't break your armor, but it's not easy for you to hurt me."
Xiao Yan's mouth was hung with a joking smile, and then, under the attention of the crowd, the upper and lower bodies were together, and they were as good as ever. At the moment when he noticed that the ancient river launched an attack, he turned the element of the smashed waist into a flame.
"No matter what you do, how many times can you escape with the vindictiveness of your Samsung fighter?"
Furukawa's face became more and more ugly. He had already seen Xiao Yan's ability before, but when he attacked the other person himself, he was shocked by this strange ability.
With the cold noise, Furukawa once again took the sword to Xiao Yan.
A sword!
Two swords!
Three swords!
...
The ancient river's sword speed is getting faster and faster, and every time the sword gas will bring a harsh explosion.
Of course, hundreds of swords stabbed and stabbed every part of Xiao Yan, but they still couldn't hurt each other. Even when he took the sword, the other party's breath was more stable than his fighting king, and it seemed that he did not consume vindictiveness at all.
Whether it is the snake-eater who watched the war or the rest of the fighting king brought by the ancient river, even the masked black robes raised their brows. They all figured out how to hurt the guy who can only become a flame in the face of the fighter Samsung. The answer is that there is nothing to help.
This strange ability has made the other party invincible!
"How to drop? Give up? Old man, you can't do it." Xiao Yan naturally will not miss this opportunity to fight the ancient river.
"You, you..." Furukawa was in a hurry, his beard was shaking, and his face was flushed.
"Xiao Yan, since Qinglian has gotten enough to get enough, then go to the next fire." At this time, Wu said faintly.
"The next fire?" Xiao Yan was a glimpse. When he reacted, he looked excited: "Thank you for your predecessors!"
"Want to go?"
The ancient river suddenly smiled, and the smile was very sinister. After blinking Xiao Yan, he pointed his finger at Wu Fang: "Your method is different, I can't hurt you. But if I hold your companion, I am afraid that you will not follow me. Go back to Yunzong?"
Xiao Yan's mouth twitched, watching the idiots look at the ancient river, and also spread the hands, the meaning is obvious: you, you, you are on. I live, I lose.
Under the white eyes of Xiao Yan, the ancient river anger was even worse, once again holding a long sword, but this time it was not stabbed to Xiao Yan, but stabbed to Wu Fang.
"Don't sneak, don't you put me in the eye?" Looking at Wu Fang, who was motionless, the ancient river was tight, and the momentum was instantly raised, and the speed of the sword was one faster. As the top ten strongmen of the Gama Empire, they are once again looked down upon, and whoever changes them will be angry.
When the Wuhe mouth was raised and the Wu Fang was to be pierced, the stabbing sword stopped at ten centimeters from the other's chest. Allowing him to do his best, he can no longer travel an inch.
This feeling is like hitting an unbreakable invisible barrier!
What is even more bizarre is that the sharpness of the sword that wraps around the blade suddenly dissipates on its own. Even if he pushes again, it will disappear instantly, and it seems to be directly decomposed by some invisible force.
"impossible!"
The ancient river was as mad as a madman, and attacked and attacked Wu Fang one after another, but the result was the same. The vindictiveness he released was invisible when he attacked the other side.
"It is clear that one is a six-star fighter. It is obvious that there is no fluctuation in the vindictiveness... Why can't I help it!" The ancient river collapsed, madly smiling, laughing and resentful: "The old man can't hurt you, but you also hurt." No old man!"
"Can't me hurt you?"
Wu had no expression, raised his hand slightly, and pointed his index finger at the direction of the ancient river. The fingertips rushed out of a purple-red bullet-sized flame. Unlike the flame that Xiao Yan releases, the moment when the bullet-like flame appears, the burning void is twisted, bringing a layer of ripples.
In the burning sound, the color of the bullet flame changed from purple to black.
"It's playing with fire! Just the kid's one-meter-high fire fist can't break my armor. Is this big flame of your nails come funny?"
Furukawa disdainfully swept his eyes at Wu Fang, just as his voice just fell, and the sound of the bullet in the other hand disappeared, and the soul of his fighting king could not capture the trajectory of the flame.
Hey!
When Furukawa realized that the situation was not good, the vindictive armor on the outside of his body was like a direct blast of a 10,000-ton hammer. The heart then had a sharp tearing and burning sensation.
Furukawa resisted the pain and looked down. This look was pale in the evening. The clothes on his chest burst, and a hole with a thick thumb penetrated from the chest to the back. The hole was surrounded by a blackened, bloody blood flowing from the inside to the outside. .
The armor he had condensed with was smashed by the flame of the other's nails. Not only that, but the little flame also penetrated his heart.
All this is just an instant!