Fantasy: I Can Blow Up All Worlds

Originally, he sneaked into the secret room secretly, and the figure that fell in the secret room was too obvious. Although the two did not say a word, they exchanged words only with their eyes.

There is probably an ambush in the secret room, Ye Yusheng is the bait, and the Tyrant Sword behind him is the last oriole.

"boom!"

The sharp blade light tore the top of the cave open and slashed towards the sneak attacker. This was the strongest single attack he could hit.

The person who attacked did not expect that the other party would be so decisive when he took the shot, and he felt a strong sense of crisis on this sword.

At the critical moment, he did not hesitate to withdraw the sneak attack, and set up the long sword in his hand to block the sword light from the anger.

"Om!"

however,

As soon as he turned around, a golden ancient seal suddenly appeared on top of his head, and an unstoppable force of gravity suddenly pressed on him.

This force of gravity appeared too suddenly, and it didn't give people time to react.

The moment gravity appeared, the aura he attached to the long sword suddenly stagnated.

It was at this time that the sword light arrived.

"boom!"

An irresistible force of energetic spurts from the sword's light, causing his face to change suddenly and his bones almost to break.

But in the end, he still blocked the blow with his powerful cultivation.

But I forgot, there is still a round of golden ancient seals on the head.

"Om!"

Gu Yin revolved, emitting circles of golden halo, acting on his body, making his body suddenly shorter.

But even so, he took it.

But he forgot that there was another person standing behind him at this moment.

"Boom..."

The zhenqi in Ye Shaozuo boiled like a tide, rotating in a specific flow direction, and then injected into his fingers as much as possible.

"Hey!"

The space above the secret room suddenly cracked, and then a huge fire wave roared out from it, turned into a burning finger, and crashed down.

Cut the river with eight fingers and three fingers to cut Xinghe.

This was Ye Yusheng's blow that condensed the true energy of his whole body, without a trace of his hand.

He bet all his hopes on this finger.

The appearance of the flame finger waves finally changed Tu Fei's face.

Whether it's the sneak attack by the overlord sword, the gravity of the ancient seal, or the last wave of fingers, the connection is really perfect.

It was completely taking advantage of the exhaustion of his old power and the emergence of a key node where the new power was not yet born.

In normal times, with the cultivation base of Tu Fei, his torn stone hand, he could easily block these three attacks, but the secret room at the moment was too small and there was no room to escape.

Moreover, taking the previous two blows had already exhausted him in one breath, and the arrival of this finger light at the moment was equivalent to driving him to the Jedi.

However, Tu Fei was also a ruthless person. He watched that the finger light was about to fall, and his eyes suddenly flashed with a bit of fierceness.

"boom!"

His body suddenly boiled, and streams of true air light spilled out from his pores, like tiny snakes of true air circling around his body.

His face flushed red, and then suddenly raised his right hand, a huge pitch-black stone tablet appeared in front of him.

The stone stele is as high as two people, and it is covered with dense lines, as if to suppress everything.

The hand to tear the monument, Tu Fei's unique knowledge.

"boom!"

The huge stone tablet shot upwards, and hit the flames directly.

"Wow!"

At the moment when he slapped the torn stone hand, a mouthful of blood spurted from his mouth.

Just now he reversed the exercises and struck out the strongest blow with one breath, already causing unimaginable damage to his internal organs.

But compared to life, it is acceptable to suffer some damage.

"Boom boom boom!"

The flame finger light collided with the huge stone tablet, and an unimaginable huge wave of true energy raged in the small space.

This force is too strong, and here is another small space that cannot be released at all, just like a cannonball exploded.

The huge infuriating impact threw all the four figures in the secret room away.

"Wow……"

Ye Yusheng and Ba Dao spewed a large mouthful of blood at the same time.

The figure lying in the secret room was also lifted away, but when he threw it away, his eyes opened with a'swish', and a dark magical energy leaked out of his body, blocking the raging true Qi. Down.

His body fell in the corner of the secret room, his face became paler and paler, and in his eyes, there was a dark magic light flashing, but he had no intention of making a move, so he sat in that corner, motionless.

"Hey!"

In the storm, a huge spear light bloomed, tearing apart the raging storm and falling crazily.

With this blow, Ye Yusheng was making a move to raise his true energy.

Tu Fei must not be allowed to slow down. The head of the four pillars of the Black Wind City, he knew only by a fight. This person's cultivation has reached the peak state of the Ninth Layer of the True Martial Realm. Can step into the calming soul realm.

"boom!"

Hundred birds bloomed towards the phoenix spear, and huge spear flowers appeared out of thin air in the secret room, rolling towards Tu Fei.

On the other side, Tyrannical Blade also dragged his seriously injured body and shot.

"Om!"

Obviously Tu Fei would not sit still, even if he was seriously injured, he would still forcefully raise his cultivation base.

A stone tablet appeared in each of his hands, facing the two of them, furiously fighting together.

In this small space, the three figures flashed and moved quickly, and they were all killing moves, and no one would take a step back.

At this time, whoever retreats will die.

"boom!"

The stone tablet exploded, pushing Ye Shaozuo's body back.

On the other side, the stele also forced the Tyrant back.

"Who on earth are you?" Tu Fei's voice sounded indifferently during the Zhenqi storm.

"The one who killed you."

The answer was much colder than the question, the sword light appeared again, it was the tyrant sword that was dragging his body seriously, and rushed towards Tu Fei again.

"Dangdangdang!"

The firelight touched by the stone tablet and the blade of the sword bloomed in the infuriating storm, and the two figures crazily intertwined.

Although the overbearing cultivation base is more ruthless, but with a breath of breath, he bluntly matched the opponent.

"Kill me? Dreaming." Although Tu Fei's voice was calm, he could hear a trace of weakness.

Obviously the previous sneak attack had seriously injured him.

What Ye Yusheng and Ba Dao didn't know was that only a small part of his injuries were caused by the two sneak attacks, and the greater credit belongs to the city lord.

Before Tu Fei healed his wounds, it consumed too much true energy, otherwise the sneak attack by the two of them just now would not have caused such great damage to Tu Fei.

"Haha..."

Ye Yusheng laughed and joined the battlefield again: "Whether it is a dream depends on the means of my brothers. It is useless to say it."

The three of them fought together again, and there was a figure watching the battle in the next corner.