Chapter 335 Collision!

Xiang Wenlong's face changed drastically. He didn't even have time to wonder why Qin Fei still had the strength to use such a powerful combat skill at this time, but he had a bad premonition that the powerful destructive power of this combat skill was simply unable to resist at this time!

After the words came, he stomped his feet on the ground, and his speed was extremely fast. He directly passed the pit in front of him, and slammed the star-like stick in his hand and slammed it hard at Qin Fei's head!

At the same time, many people who came to their senses rushed on!

"It's too late!"

Qin Fei gritted his teeth and felt the special meridians. As the war energy surged in, a strong swelling feeling was felt. When he reached a certain level, he looked up and squeezed out two gloomy words from the clenched teeth.

Before Xiang Wenlong could rush to his position, Qin Fei stomped his right foot and his body rose into the air. As Qin Fei took off, the energy around him also rioted uneasyly like boiling water. Circles of blood-red substantial ripples continued to spread from the blade.

The blood-colored light on the Xue Yin Ba Sword in his hand became more and more powerful. In the end, the thick light gave people a strong light that made Qin Fei squint his eyes. At the same time, he slashed down at Xiang Wenlong and more than a dozen colonial costumers who were rushing down!

"The Five Awesome Slash of Heavenly Fire-Fire Slash!"

With a low roar in his heart, the moment Qin Fei slashed out, the majestic blood-colored horse was like Optimus Prime falling to the ground, magnifying in the suddenly opened pupils of everyone!

For a moment, the bloody light actually made the dark night sky on the rooftop render a bright red color!

Wherever I passed, the hard cement floor was under the pressure of the fierce energy, and it actually cracked into deep cracks that spread to the end of the rooftop...

The moment Qin Fei's body fell to the ground, his feet became soft and directly soft on the ground. The Snow Beast Sword in his hand also lost all his light at this time. Looking up at the powerful destructive power of his combat skills, Qin Fei's expression was a little helpless, because it was extremely difficult to target Xiang Wenlong under such a large-scale culprit. However, with his current strength, he was already familiar with the Flame Slash, and it was already very difficult to use it at this time. It was impossible to condense it into a finger like an arm. Therefore, he could only watch the huge blood-colored blade with a huge blood-colored half-moon arc, smashing it hard at Xiang Wenlong and more than a dozen colonial men above Tai Naotai!

This kind of combat skill is simply an indiscriminate attack! Xiang Wenlong almost screamed out loud. What level of combat skill is this? Is it a holy level?

Besides, why did Qin Fei, who was at the end of his strength, use such powerful combat skills?

Looking at the blood-colored blade that was like the waves in the sky but rushed towards him quickly, Xiang Wenlong gritted his teeth and pressed the strong uneasiness in his heart. He saw his palms holding the star-shaped pole tightly. Widths of blue mist-like cold air swirled out from the stick body. At the same time, a cold shout sounded low, and the star-shaped pole in his hand quickly waved.

"Ice Wind Shield!"

As Xiang Wenlong shouted, the crystal blue cold air lingering on the star-flying stick suddenly tumbling up, and the black stick rotated into mysterious arcs. Suddenly, a powerful cold air formed a round ice shield in the high-speed rotation of the black stick in the blink of an eye, completely wrapping his body in it.

"boom!"

The huge explosion sounded through the dark night sky at this moment!

When the blood-colored crescent moon came like a fire god, mixed with flames in the sky pounced on the ground. The moment it touched the ground, it was like a thunderous explosion blew on the rooftop. The fire waves instantly drowned more than a dozen colonial men who had not had time to escape and had not escaped from the attack range. These colonial men who were proud of their defenses were even too late to scream and were swallowed by the fire waves in the sky.

The rooftop instantly turned into a sea of ​​fire, and even the flames spread to the private room below were ignited in an instant.

At the same time, the crescent-moon-like blood-colored blade also slashed hard on the blue ice shield that Xiang Wenlong held at the center. With a slight "crack" sound, Xiang Wenlong's face changed suddenly. Even deep cracks burst out at the place where he was carrying the force under his feet. The blood-red flames penetrated into it in an all-hole manner. The blazing temperature melted the cement stones quickly...

The flames flew everywhere, like a calm lake surface thrown into a huge rock. Ripples and fires surging romanticly, spreading out continuously and even spreading out of the rooftop. However, the flames that had lost their momentum dissipated into nothing before they landed.

Through the blue ice shield, the blood-red and strange blade was right in front of Xiang Wenlong's eyes. The terrifying and hot energy that could penetrate through the ice shield made the cold sweat on his forehead evaporated into nothingness as soon as it appeared.

The blood moon, which condensed most of the energy, was always in the air. The place where the blade slashed was the ice shield he held.

Feeling the destructive energy that was rushing towards him like waves of water, Xiang Wenlong suddenly felt a sense of powerless shock. This power was too huge. He even had a faint intuition. If the ice shield in his hand was shattered and hit by the blood-colored blade head-on, he might have instantly turned into ashes like gravel on the ground.

The teeth gritted their teeth tightly, and blood flowed down from the corner of their mouth. The violent pain and burning sensation made Xiang Wenlong recover a little bit of awakening from that powerless state. The star-like crane that was rotating rapidly on his hands did not dare to stop at all.

The little battle energy left in his body was also forcibly absorbed by him. As the star-like rod that continued to rotate, a stream of blue and cold air surged out. The black rod rotated rapidly like an electric fan, like a brush in the hand of a painter, thickening rapidly over and over again.

As a stream of cold air gushed out, it turned into ice crystals, quickly replenishing the ice shield that had been cracked in front of him.

With every rapid wave of his sway, the cold air penetrated rapidly above the star-like stick. However, the cold air of the inner ice crystal had just been replenished, but the outermost ice shield was burned to a sound of "hissing" because of the hot temperature of the blade, which finally led to a large ball of white mist surrounding the blood-red scimitar. The hot flames of the scimitar quickly swallowed the water mist, and the white mist also continued to gush out for a long time...

And the white mist and the flames in the sky also blocked everyone's vision...

He endured the burning pain in his arms, but the rapidly rotating Star Flying Stick in his arms did not dare to stay for a moment. He took a deep breath. Xiang Wenlong's big hand holding Star Flying Stick made a "crunch" sound due to the great force. A drop of not only cold sweat but also hot sweat slid into his eyes along his forehead. The slightly sour feeling made Xiang Wenlong feel anger. The dignified five-star Heavenly Soul Realm powerhouse would actually give up the attack and turn it into defense because of the attack of the three stars in the Heavenly Realm. This is simply the biggest shame!

"Come on! I want to see how strong this combat skill is without subsequent skills?!" A low roar stirred in his heart. Xiang Wenlong's arm fluttered, and the speed of the star-like stick in his hand increased a little more. A strong wind attacked, increasing the condensation speed of the ice crystals, which also weakened the scorching power around him a little.

As he tried his best, the rapidly rotating stick shadow in his hand slowly moved, and at the end, the stick shadow formed a circle.

This is not because the star-like stick moves slowly, but on the contrary, it is the residual shadow formed at the extreme speed.

While waiting for the round to condense, Xiang Wenlong's arm suddenly exerted force, and the rapidly rotating star-like streak in his hand suddenly stopped. At the same time, the civil war energy surged wildly, and finally poured into the star-like streak in his hand.

As the battle energy was pouring rapidly as if it was not expensive, layers of thick frost began to rise quickly on the dark star-shaped stick, and the temperature of the space around the stick body also dropped rapidly at this moment. In the end, it completely isolated the heat from the blood-colored scimitar.

The small amount of war energy left in the body quickly passed away, but the frost on the Star Falcon became thicker and thicker. After a few breaths, the Star Falcon, which was originally the thickness of the arm, suddenly increased by nearly one foot, and it looked like a huge icicle.

"KaKa——"

At the same time, a series of slight sounds came from the Ice Wind Shield that had lost its subsequent blessing, and cracks as dense as spider webs were densely spread on it.

"puff--"

With a light sound, the azure blue ice shield completely shattered. When the crystal blue ice chips touched the surrounding flames, they were instantly burned into white mist, and then completely dissipated, but also revealed the icicles below them!

The Ice Wind Shield consumed some of the energy of the blood-colored half a month. In the moment of stagnation, it was like a slash from the sky, slashing towards Xiang Wenlong below.

"bring it on!"

With an angry shout, her arms almost hugged the star-like rod that turned into icicles. A rosy gushed up on Xiang Wenlong's pale face, and the shout roared out of his mouth that was spewing out a trace of blood mist. The giant icicle took a fierce turn for a month and a half, and then slammed up at the slashed half moon!

The life-sacrificing attack in the Five-Star Heavenly Soul Realm, the icy energy contained in the icicles is extremely powerful. In a short distance, there is a continuous whistling sound of whistling and explosions, which sounds in the air wherever the icicles pass, and wherever they pass, it turns into a curtain-like frost.

The blood-colored and weird half-moon tear apart the space and hit Xiang Wenlong below. When the latter was only less than two meters away, the shadow of the huge icicles mixed with the cold wind hit hard. Suddenly, the space seemed to have solidified at this moment.
Chapter completed!