Chapter 2114: Dong Bo arrives, the army of the Moluo Palace is approaching 1

Beiting and Feng Tie stared at each other, and their figures rose up again at the same time!

The surging battle energy from the sky enveloped the Tiandao Sect, surrounded by black clouds, and the heaven and earth sucked each other. Black sand was released from Beiting, and the wild sand turned into tornadoes surrounding Beiting, from big to small, from small to big, and surround each other.

Feng Tie's shoulders slightly spread, and the body of Tianyan's Taoist Dharma suddenly transformed, with a high fighting spirit, and even more extraordinary momentum!

Feng Tie sneered and shouted: "Beiting, take the move!" As Feng Tie's fist moves in, Beiting swept his right fist and shouted in a deep voice: "Crazy sand combat skills - wind and thunder surging!" The Crazy sand combat skills were transformed from Beiting's right fist, and the thunder and madness merged with the fighting spirit on Beiting's body into a huge tiger's head.

Even if the strong Feng Tie felt the fierce impact from Beiting from his fist! During the collision between the two, it was not only the counterattack between the combat power and the combat power, but also the battle between the domineering masters and the domineering masters. The impact of the two triggered changes in the world, and the entire surface was deeply shocked and uneasy.

Although Beiting was just one force, it was not bad at all compared to Feng Tie's fist. What surprised Feng Tie was that when he hit Beiting, it was like a rushing into sand, and Beiting's fist hit his body with his fist. Under the fierce fist, Feng Tie was hit in the abdomen again by Beiting's roar, and rushed into the broken ground as if he was flying.

Feng Tiechen shouted, flew out, rubbing the blood on the corner of his mouth. He now knew the power and weakness of this crazy sand combat skill. It was indeed as Beiting said. If he moved to a plain or a place with water, Beiting's crazy sand combat skill would be affected. It was impossible to use such strength again. Although Qiansha combat skill is strong, it is limited by regional and natural conditions, but he can walk out of the outside world. But victory is victory, defeat is defeat, and there is no reason to say.

Even though the battle between Beiting in this outside world land made Beiting have the advantage of time and place, so what?

Feng Tie spread his arms and rushed towards Beiting like a missile, roaring wildly as he roared

The fighting spirit is great, but Feng Tie is the only one. Even if you are in the wild sand in Beiting, you must surrender to Feng Tie. The extremely powerful spiritual power controls various forces in your body and turns into a pure white energy to rush out. Beiting clenched his fists, and his body slightly turned to the side, and also roared, the tiger head containing an extremely murderous aura, filled with Beiting's incomparable shocking fist power, facing Feng Tie.

A dragon and a tiger collided in the air, making a loud noise that was shocking. Feng Tie jumped back and avoided the bombardment of the airflow. Beiting was also knocked back several feet by Feng Tie's fist. He flew skillfully and even gave up the opportunity to wipe blood. His body suddenly accelerated and his fists hit Feng Tie.

Feng Tie touched the blood at the corner of his mouth and sneered: "Okay!" After saying the word "good", his body rushed towards Beiting, and his fierce force suddenly appeared. Every time he swung his fist, he carried thousands of strength, and every turn was full of murderous intent. Every move could determine the outcome, and every error could make people lose their lives. Fighting at this level, using high-level power, history can be buried, time can be washed away, but power can always exist. From the color in the eyes of the onlookers, this scene will be engraved in their hearts forever.

Feng Tie calmly punched Beiting, and it felt like he was so weak. He seemed to feel that Beiting's body was different from the flesh and blood of ordinary people, but he couldn't figure out how different it was. The only thing was that even if it was sand, Feng Tie could make his qi and blood boil and his blood was inconsistent! Countless battle experiences have made Feng Tie a strong man among the Fengdao Sect, second only to Fengping, Feng Han, and Feng Gang. The adventure that no one could imagine made his abilities extraordinary. It was possible because of the impossible! But it was never as difficult as Beiting. The most important thing was that this crazy sand combat skill was created by Beiting. This alone made him proud.

When Feng Tie hit Beiting's chest with a fatal punch, the same punch also came from Feng Tie's back and accurately hit Feng Tie's chest!

No one can penetrate this battle, and no one is willing to break the most direct conversation between the warrior and the warrior. Feng Tie covered his chest. Although there was no fatal injury, the pain still covered his whole body. Feng Tie gritted his teeth and looked at Beiting and said, "Beiting, I have no intention to kill you. As long as you surrender, I promise that I will never hurt you!" Feng Tie knew that if he continued to fight, he could only use killer moves to defeat him. He occupied the right time and place, but then, maybe, one person might die, because the power of rage is not completely controlled by people who are trapped in a brutal war. Because, when a person fights with all his might, no one can control his power.

Beiting's eyes were full of fighting spirit, his fists were clenched, his strength increased again, and his sand fighting skills were burning. Beiting shouted angrily: "In the blood sect, there are only those who died in battle, and no one who surrendered. As the leader of the blood sect, I, Beiting, even more so. If you want me unless I die!"

Seeing that Beiting was like this, Feng Tie shouted without any mercy, turned around and fisted. The fist hit Beiting's right palm, but the extremely powerful energy was blocked as if it had encountered a hard rock. Feng Tie's heart was slightly shocked. The resistance of this punch was without any tricks. It was a completely touch of strength and strength, a contest between strength and strength. Feng Tie truly felt the power of this combat skill with Kuangsha.

The two fists burst, and at such a short distance, they turned into countless crazy thorns. The wind and clouds rolled, the sky and the earth roared, and the sky was full of red and white energy. People's wrath was terrifying, let alone the energy that seemed to come from hell. The sky was filled with strong fighting spirit, and huge power gathered from all directions. Feng Tie roared: "Tianyan Taoism - Po Tian!"

Beiting's eyes were full of fighting spirit, his fists were clenched, his strength increased again, and the sand fighting skills were burning. Beiting shouted angrily: "Defeat me, defeat me!"

Seeing that Beiting was like this, Feng Tie shouted without any mercy, turned around and fisted. The fist hit Beiting's right palm, but the extremely powerful energy was blocked as if it had encountered a hard rock. Feng Tie's heart was slightly shocked. The resistance of this punch was without any tricks. It was a completely touch of strength and strength, a contest between strength and strength. Feng Tie truly felt the power of this combat skill with Kuangsha.

The two fists burst, and at such a short distance, they turned into countless crazy thorns. The wind and clouds rolled, the sky and the earth roared, and the sky was full of red and white energy. People's wrath was terrifying, let alone the energy that seemed to come from hell. The sky was filled with strong fighting spirit, and huge power gathered from all directions. Feng Tie roared: "The sixth style of Tianyan Dao Dharma---the illusion of the heavenly Dao!"

Feng Tie's body rushed into the air, like an eagle spreading its wings soaring in the sky, as if it were a substantial murderous aura rolling in a few meters of space around its body. Feng Tie's arms stretched, his hands spread out, and then he suddenly clenched into fists. The moment he clasped his fists, it seemed that even the air around his fists trembled, the murderous aura condensed, and the air flow stopped. Feng Tie's strong body stood in the air more than two meters, with his eyes lightning lightning, domineering.

In Beiting's eyes, Feng Tie's posture seemed to have paused even when time and space were used. The monstrous momentum told everyone how earth-shaking his next punch would be.

"Kill!" With the loud roar, the body suddenly moved, and the air and time seemed to have resumed flow. The wind and iron rushed down strangely in the air without any power. Only a fist was left between the sky and the earth. With the roaring sound of cutting through the air, from small to large, until it was covered with the sky and the earth, forming an endless terrifying force wrapped in meteorites across the sky and hitting Beiting on the ground.

Beiting was also amazed by this amazing punch, but the suffocation feeling under the terrifying wind made his heart beat rapidly, as if it would explode at any time. His body was so heavy that it could not move, and even his hands were lifted so slowly. An unprecedented despair enveloped his entire body and mind, and a sense of death filled his pupils. The images in his mind were frozen on the thin face that made people surrender. His confident eyes, proud face, and super power made him believe so much that he believed that following him would definitely move to a more glorious road.

At this time, Beiting could no longer hear any sound except the howling wind in his ears. Only the huge iron fist filled his eyes that was about to smash himself into pieces.

What's going on? Why can't I move? Why is the fist that was about to hit me like a mountain pressing on me made me so scared? Why, is this, is this the difference between me and him? Doesn't I even have the power to fight back with all my strength? Why is this happening? Beiting asked himself over and over again, but the fist that fell from the sky would not give him any chance.

The punch full of extremely domineering and fierce aura fell from the sky, and roaring sounds of wind and thunder appeared in the air. The wide range and powerful power made people shocking. It sealed every corner of Beiting that could dodge, forcing him to retreat without any retreat, and he could only fight hard.

Beiting let out a howl like a wild beast on his death. He stabbed himself with pain and his reflex nerves. Finally, when Feng Tie brought him the day of Yandao method, his arms finally raised. He stacked them up and went up without fear. The true qi in his body quickly penetrated the meridians under the strong pressure.
Chapter completed!