The He family's conspiracy, the beginning of a large-scale counterattack (4)

Guo Fengxian's eyes flashed with a brilliant light. When the two gray shadows were about to hit his body at the same time, his figure instantly became thinner and longer. With a "swoosh", it flexibly and quickly circled under the ribs of Xiying's left waist (_&&) and brought a whirlwind. The breath formed by the five fingers of his right hand pinched together, then turned a strange turn in the air, with a cluster of sharp energy, hitting the back of Xiying's head, dodging, changing moves, attacking the trinity, flexible and ever-changing, and turning it around.

The sudden change in difference made him look a little panic in his eyes; but he was able to get to this point today and achieved such a success. I don’t know how many times he experienced in life and death crises. Although he was panicked at this moment, he did not lose the ability to adapt. His legs were lightning and his body opened sideways with a slight difference. At the same time, his palm fist flashed, and a "puff" sounded, which hit the breath behind his head; and the Xiying, which had not diminished at all, directly faced Guo Fengxian after the Xiying dodged away. A ferocious smile appeared on his face, and the sharp palm in his hand accelerated a few points in the roar of tearing the air.

Facing the phantom that was swiftly moving and changing in the air, like a ghostly phantom, Guo Fengxian took a deep breath and bulged his chest. He seemed slow in everyone's eyes, but in fact he raised his right palm high, spread his five fingers, and then exhaled a shocking howl, and slapped his slutty palm shadow that was poking in front of him.

The movement of strength in the body changed strangely again. As Guo Fengxian raised his iron fists high, a transparent palm energy formed by air spread from it, and quickly expanded. When the slap hit the breath of Xiying, the transparent palm energy enveloped on the palm had spread to three times the size of the normal palm.

One fast and one slow, two strange and strange ways were finally intertwined in the eyes of everyone. With a crisp and powerful "pop" sound, the heavy and powerful strength accumulated on the palm finally found the gap for catharsis, just like the flooding of the Yellow River, and like a mountain torrent suddenly rushing thousands of miles. Not only was the breath of the West Eagle blowing out was dispersed, but even his "thin" body was slapped into a rolling gourd by this "palm energy". When he stood up staggeringly more than ten meters away, the palm of his hand was slapped by the "palm energy" had been strangely twisted and trembling slightly, obviously it was broken by the powerful force.

An unprecedented sense of humiliation rose from Xiying's heart and quickly turned into endless hatred and anger that filled his chest.

"Ah" Xiying roared up to the sky and stared at Guo Fengxian's eyes. The blood-red light burst out from his sockets, as bright as the bloodshots at the corners of his mouth. The invisible but qualitative rich murderous aura rolled around like clouds. As he breathed heavily, he was ready to choose someone to eat.

Xiying, who was swept into Guo Fengxian's breath and turned into the second rolling gourd. When he stood up more than ten meters away, he finally eliminated and dissolved the sharp and cold force like a needle tip on his shoulder. However, his whole arm was numb. Even if he couldn't feel the uncomfortable numbness, he could feel that he had temporarily lost the command of this arm. The continuous passiveness, the setbacks, and the final rolling gourd made him lose his face, and his face was also full of anger and murderous intent. His face was not very good-looking, and he was distorted. He was panting and wiped the dazzling blood red from the corners of his mouth with the back of his hand. Crazy and terrible murderous aura and ferocious eyes emitted from his mung bean-like eyes.

Guo Fengxian was also trying to calm his breathing. Although he beat Xiying to internal injuries without any damage, every move was full of force, so it was very expensive. Looking at the angry Xiying, he knew that this battle would not end so easily, especially Xiying was obviously ready to fight to the death. Under the premise of death, anything could be born.

Xiying did not give Guo Fengxian much time to regulate his breathing. They almost breathed for more than ten seconds and rushed out on the spot. The speed even left a shadow on the spot. The air passing by the body was shrill. They were also traitors, and they didn't believe that after such a fierce battle, Guo Feng's ancestors could leave much strength in their bodies. Therefore, if they wanted to kill the opponent, they could not leave too much time to regulate their breathing. This time, their strength during the attack was completely focused. They must make Guo Fengxian exhausted at a fast rate to consume not much strength. When the opponent's strength and energy were almost exhausted, they would give him a fatal last blow.

Although there was not much strength left, Guo Fengxian never wanted to fall into a passive attack. Seeing Xiying rushing towards him at a fast speed, the "breath" changed again. The momentum as majestic as mountains and thick as earth rushed out like a hurricane in an instant. With this breath, Xiying's spirit could no longer lock in Guo Fengxian's figure, which made them feel shocked, and the rushing forward could not help but relax.

The crisp sound of bone cracks cracked, and the Xiying's sternum was almost broken at the same time. Although they could not die with their ability, their internal organs were greatly shocked and traumatized. Xiying Xiying's feet were pressed against the ground, and the upper body was leaning back. One side of her mouth was squirting her chest and supporting the ground with her hands. The clothes under her lips and chest were stained red with a lot of blood. The more embarrassed you were, the more embarrassed you would be.

Guo Fengxian flew backwards under the powerful power of the West Eagle. However, he was in a very good mood. In the air flying backwards, he was spraying blood out with big mouthfuls, and bursts of laughter, as if this vivid battle made him feel refreshed and very happy.

When his back was about to land, he folded his waist back, gently pressed his chest with one hand, and leaned back downward, standing on the ground. So his whole body used the arm that stood on the ground as a pillar, and a beautiful back flip, and stood on the ground freely. However, when his arm just supported the ground, it affected the bones of his chest. The severe pain caused his body to stagger, closed his laughing mouth, and the panting was breathing heavily; he frowned slightly, and he felt that except for some pain in his chest, exhausted strength, and exhausted physical strength, he was still in good spirits.

The consequences of this injury were beyond Guo Fengxian's expectations. Perhaps he was strong and thick skin and thick, and his nerves were thick. Guo Fengxian smiled mockingly, looked up at the front sitting on the ground. The injured Xiying and their breathing was as rapid and heavy as theirs. It can be seen that the other party was exhausted and had no strength to fight, but the eyes of his eyes were full of endless murderous aura and a hint of undetectable fear.

The tightly clasped hands burst out, and the strength of their whole body wandered through the cycle of reincarnation. The heavy breathing made their hearts boil.

Xiying stood up staggeringly, her eyes emitting blood-red light and looked at Guo Fengxian.

"Squeak, giggle" Xiying's arms were tightly wrapped around, and the sounds of bones and joints staggered and closed together, forming a strange sound; Xiying's body began to rise and lengthen, and its muscles were expanding and cracking its originally small top, revealing its knotted upper body. The originally hunched spine bent forward like an animal, causing his entire upper body to continue to tilt to the ground forward.

The pupils of both eyes seemed to be squeezing forcefully, constantly pressing from both sides to the middle, but they returned to the circle due to the rebound force of the pupils. However, the invisible pressure obviously did not disappear, but the earth used the force to press it. After several times, Xiying's pupils finally turned into blood-red like beasts.

His muscles gradually dimmed like a pigment after continuous harmony and matching, and finally turned into a dark red color, from nothing to something, from weak to clear, gradually crawling over the already-changing coppery skin, and even his face never let go

"Ao" a cold and shrill howl sounded. With the roar, the West Eagle burst out with a bloodthirsty and cold aura, spreading towards the surroundings like a rolling wave, driving the sand and gravel debris in the area, and the misty dead aura enveloped the area.

The pupils of both eyes seemed to be squeezing forcefully, constantly pressing from both sides to the middle, but they returned to the circle due to the rebound force of the pupils. However, the invisible pressure obviously did not disappear, but the earth used the force to press it. After several times, Xiying's pupils finally turned into blood-red like beasts.

His muscles gradually dimmed like a pigment after continuous harmony and matching, and finally turned into a dark red color, from nothing to something, from weak to clear, gradually crawling over the already-changing coppery skin, and even his face never let go

"Ao" a cold and shrill howl sounded. With the roar, the West Eagle burst out with a bloodthirsty and cold aura, spreading towards the surroundings like a rolling wave, driving the sand and gravel debris in the area, and the misty dead aura enveloped the area.

Xiying was still keeping her mind clear, staring at Guo Fengxian with cold eyes, roaring in a low voice, and then turned into a ghostly phantom, like an illusory shadow, floating towards Guo Fengxian against the ground. In the blink of an eye, it had arrived. Then, a lightning bolt that shone the dark space around her jumped into the air, flashing through Guo Fengxian's waist and shoulders.

Could it be that Guo Fengxian is so vulnerable? He was unable to avoid this quick punch?

Of course, it is impossible that Xiying hit only the afterimage of Guo Fengxian.

Xiying's face turned cold, and a hint of panic flashed in her eyes. She pointed to the toes and twisted her waist hard. The practice-like fist light dragged the long light and shadow and slashed behind her.

Another figure of Guo Fengxian was cut from his waist by the cold electricity, but Xiying did not dare to stop at all. The fist light turned flexibly in the air, dragging the slender light tail from bottom to top, as if it was about to split a hole in the sky, and from the third figure of Guo Fengxian above Xiying's head rushed up from the middle of his legs, "sweeping" the sharp and rapid whistling of the air, piercing the eardrums.

But the battle is far from over. Guo Fengxian's figure kept appearing in front, back, left, right, side, head and other places. At most, when the sixth afterimage appears, the first afterimage will begin to disappear. Therefore, in the region, the five Guo Fengxian's figures always remain in all directions. The Xiying, who turned into a illusory ghost phantom, wielded the hand for two meters long, waving it into a continuous lightning shadow that appeared vividly to the extreme.

Under the powerful pressure of Guo Fengxian, Xiying's punch exceeded the limit of his cultivation. He used this punch smoothly and versatilely, as if there was a beginning and no end, and its momentum was endless. It seemed that there was never a momentum, no power was weak, no need to stop and make another move, there was only one punch from beginning to end, an endless punch, as if it was a punch that lasted until the end of the world.

I saw that the local area was a sporting light and shadow, forming a nimble light force, rolling around the West Eagle, sometimes rising into the sky, sometimes falling and circling, sometimes swirling and flowing, sometimes alive and alive. The fist tearing the air's roar was like an endless roar, sometimes strong and sometimes weak, but not cut off.

This light force passed through Guo Fengxian's figure again and again, but then chased towards the next figure endlessly. The light force flew continuously, passing by one figure after another, chasing one figure after another. In the face of the continuous pursuit, the cold sweat gradually filled his forehead. Although he had activated his most powerful force, he also increased several times when he swung his fist, but so don't

The battle was so continuous, the round and flowing punch was consumed with rapid speed. He wanted to stop, but he couldn't stop. The place where every figure of Guo Fengxian appeared was the weakest place in his defense at that moment, and it was also the best time for Guo Fengxian to take action. In order to prevent being attacked, he could only fight his life, constantly waving and extending his punch, desperately chasing the constantly appearing figure, and never dared to slow down for a moment, let alone stop.

After flashing through the nearly two meters of fist light that was stimulated by the Western Eagle's breath again, Guo Fengxian's hands and five fingers were put together, and the breath was running. A cold breath spread out, freezing people's hearts and spleens, cold people's hearts and wills. If the will is slightly weaker, his hands and feet will be unable to move by this momentum.

Guo Fengxian's fists are not only powerful, but their trajectory is strange and mysterious. They are unique in their own way, unexpectedly, "Bang bang bang", and their fists are extremely fast and hit three times in a row on the breath that passes by. The strength breaks the surface with a point, instantly breaking the strong fist energy condensed by Xiying on the fist.

The boxing energy transformed into strength always remains in touch with Xiying's spirit. The boxing energy disintegrated strangely. Xiying's mental power was inevitably subjected to strong shock. He was so shocked that he almost lost his soul. He was afraid that Guo Feng would arrive first with the next attack. He quickly stabilized his trembling breath and slashed back. His mind gathered to the extreme and paid attention to the next moment. The fatal blow came.

Guo Fengxian showed a sarcastic sneer on the corner of his mouth, and his body twisted flexibly like a fist in a form that violated the conventional form. After easily avoiding the Xiying ground and slashing it back, he had already come behind him. He slapped it out with a palm and slapped it on the back of Xiying's vest.

"Wow" Xiying screamed, and was beaten by the huge force and flew out with her teeth dancing...

Xiying, who felt that all his face was lost, slowly climbed up from the ground and bowed his upper body, suddenly raised his head to the sky, his face with a ferocious look that shook the sky with a roar of cracking clouds, "Ao" a huge sound poured out from his throat and rushed over the entire area, like a boiling volcano, sound waves stormed and wandered.

Guo Fengxian didn't say anything, but just stood there, quietly watching Xiying exclaiming his madness and indignation with mockery.

"Are you finished calling?" Guo Fengxian looked at Xiying

After the long roar, Xiying glared at Guo Fengxian's low and powerful beast roar, then bent down and tightened the slender breath in his hands with both hands. The cold light in the beast's eyes condensed, and his feet stomped on the ground with force, and rushed towards Guo Fengxian again without fear of death. He was so angry that he exploded with 200% of his strength this time, just to avenge his previous shame.

Xiying, who rushed to the front, did not hesitate to spend any effort this time. When he was still seven or eight meters away from Guo Fengxian, he had already started to slash. The thunderous fist lightning flashed through the air like sharp lightning. The invisible and qualitative fist air intertwined in the air into a large net, pouring towards Guo Fengxian's head and face; Xiying's attack did not stop, and with the height he obtained after fusion of the cheetah gene, he turned into a blur of virtual and real shadow. At a distance of seven or eight meters away from Guo Fengxian, he began to circle around Guo Fengxian. Countless sharp and unstoppable fist air burst out with his rapidly rotating figure, all aiming at Guo Fengxian in the middle, whistling away

In the blink of an eye, Xiying had already circled around Guo Fengxian. Countless invisible fist energy formed a net of heaven and earth, carrying the momentum of the sky and earth, and shrouded Guo Fengxian's whole body. If Guo Fengxian had no time to resist, he might have suffered heavy damage with his strength and terrifying strength.

But Xiying knew that these could not cause harm to Guo Fengxian at all, so his figure did not stop attacking, and continued to circle around Guo Fengxian, with the fist qi bursting continuously, and the endless fist qi continued to move forward like a sea wolf tide, round after round, rushing to the middle of the area, turning the middle of the area into a strong wind formed by countless fist qi. The violent fist qi shot across the area, screaming and rushing, and its momentum was inexhaustible for a while.
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