East Evil King Alliance (3)

"Good boy, it's worth my personal trip**(**)"

Above the bushes, a figure stood there, staring at the two men fighting fiercely below

In terms of strength, although he believed that Xiang Yufeng's strength was not inferior to Lu Xiaojia, the martial arts used by Lu Xiaojia were natural forces that he had to take seriously. Natural forces were different from other martial arts in the ancient martial arts world. Natural forces were unique, and their moves were extremely strange. Even he had fallen into this point.

But now, when he saw Xiang Yufeng fighting against Lu Xiaojia, and he was not at all inferior, he naturally praised him very much.

Although he is from the same place as Lu Xiaojia and Lu Xiang, they belong to different forces in the Evil King Alliance

Lu Xiaojia had a gloomy face, he gasped, his teeth clattered, he hated, hated, hated, had not cleaned up Xiang Yufeng for such a long time, he hated, hated, hated, Xiang Yufeng, this guy who was not valued by him, had such strength.

It can be clearly seen that a layer of light had risen around Lu Xiaojia's body with his palm rising, and his right palm became as dazzling as a ruby. His power was mainly strong, but there was no trace of burning aura when he slapped out of this palm, and the air around him was still so cold.

The palms collided with each other, and no roar sounded, but the halo around the two bodies seemed to shrink at the same time. Immediately afterwards, Lu Xiaojia's face suddenly changed, and his right palm bounced away. The whole person fell backward for three steps before he could barely stand firm.

This time, Xiang Yu Peak's main guard Xiang Yu Peak was like Lu Xiaojia just now. He did not use his strange body technique to disappear, but instead moved around in a small area. His two feet changed their position. His body suddenly rose and suddenly fell down and rushed ten feet when he flew down. When he fell, he was as small as a dwarf. The continuous sound of hitting and collision sounds continued.

At the same time, Lu Xiaojia's figure also appeared on the spot; his eagle-like eyes flashed with a hint of loss

Two subtle and inauspicious sounds moved, and a rag in the shape of a palm print on the left shoulder of Xiang Yufeng floated down, and two thin pieces of cloth floated down on his calf...

Lu Xiaojia's two most powerful palms forced Xiang Yufeng to rush ten feet helplessly. Because of this, the two palms that were supposed to hit the back of the heart hit the calf...

When Lu Xiaojia stretched out his hand, the red bomb suddenly appeared in his hand with a dreamy light. The blade flipped and rolled slightly, and the dust reflected in the sky became a beautiful scene in his dream.

Lu Xiaojia's face was cold and shiny in his eyes.

Xiang Yufeng did not pursue, his right hand had already been retracted, but there was a little more relaxed look on his face. He glanced at Lu Xiaojia, without saying a word. His right hand had been raised again. A breath appeared out of thin air around Xiang Yufeng's body. Each air was one meter long and half a meter wide. The strong air light formed a substantial terrifying energy. All the air machines were locked on Lu Xiaojia.

The collision of the palm just now seemed simple, but in fact, he had suffered a lot of losses under Xiang Yufeng's pace formation, and the breath was integrated, and the overall output was only slightly higher than him. However, the fusion reaction produced by this power breath made the attack power far above him. The palm came down, which made Lu Xiaojia feel that the terrifying power was as vast as the terrifying force seemed to be controlled by Xiang Yufeng.

Seeing the rising aura, Lu Xiaojia didn't care about it, and his palms slapped together hard, and a pressure slowly rose from his palms.

A breath can be said that the energy attack strength of each aura is based on the present, but Lu Xiaojia, who is also a strong man, asked himself that he would never be able to do it otherwise, how could he be the first to release his power regardless of face?

Xiang Yufeng waved his hand, and from beginning to end he stood there without moving, but a breath had already flown towards Lu Xiaojia as if he had eyes.

It seems that the power of the two masters fighting is not amazing, but in fact, all their attacks are extremely compressed, and they are afraid that this is the core characters of the original. They have such a relationship with each other, and they know each other's strength. Although there has been such a big change between the two, unfortunately, some things are destined to be unchanged.

Lu Xiaojia's body suddenly rotated, and his whole body was like a huge vortex of flames. In the crazy rotation, he did not care about the breath surrounding him, but headed straight towards Yufeng.

Faced with such an attack, if someone else had to avoid his sharpness, but Xiang Yufeng stood there without any intention of moving.

A series of strange lights flashed through Xiang Yufeng's eyes, and a breath in the air suddenly seemed to have eyes, lined up, and from the front, it looked like a string of dazzling aura, heading straight for Lu Xiaojia's rotating body and bombarded him.

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Xiang Yufeng, the opposite side, had just stood still, and turned into a breeze when he shook his body; Lu Xiaojia shouted coldly, but this time he did not unfold his body, but instead rotated rapidly like a gyro in place, his hands and feet were like Thousand-Handed Guanyin, protecting his whole body in the strange form of layers of open lotus and calling him, and fighting back with all his strength.

Around Lu Xiaojia's body, a small tornado suddenly emerged and turned, and a series of energy surged out of this tangible and unrealized tornado, and even used everything on its head and soles.

Continuous hits and continuous explosions

In a series of strange sounds, one breath after another kept disappearing in the vortex, but one breath per hour, the light emitted by the vortex will also decrease a little and you cannot move forward in the slightest.

Xiang Yufeng raised his right hand again, this time, he grabbed the void above his head directly, and the clearly visible light spots gathered wildly above his head, a huge qi light slowly condensed into shape

The degree of condensation was very slow, and behind Xiang Yufeng, the phantom that was exactly the same as him became more solid. Even Xiang Yufeng needed to accumulate energy. The attack power can be imagined. However, at this time, Lu Xiaojia had no choice but to resist that breath with all his strength and could not pull out his hands at all.

Suppression, comprehensive suppression. As a bystander's evaluation of the battle in front of Xiang Yufeng, Lu Xiaojia didn't have any chance.

When Lu Xiaojia took the lead in attacking Xiang Yufeng, it felt that it was not too strong. But after Lu Xiaojia changed, he truly felt that Xiang Yufeng's current strength was no longer as strong as before.

Seeing that the one-meter-long aura was about to fall, Lu Xiaojia was also shocked at Yu Feng's seemingly simple aura, which was too difficult to resist. When every aura exploded, it would produce a chain of changes in power.

What surprised Lu Xiaojia was that the changes in each breath were different and forced him to do his best to lower the gears. He had to pay at least two to three times the breath of Xiang Yufeng to dissolve it.

While controlling this aura to attack, Xiang Yufeng actually had the strength to condense another aura with obvious strength that was stronger attack power. This shocked Lu Xiaojia. At this time, he naturally understood how huge the gap between him and Xiang Yufeng was.

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