My Private Marvel System

This kind of telepathy is the identification of half the true self, the identification of the underlying consciousness. It is very mysterious and difficult to explain. Each kind of mind has a special function. When the idealism is complete, you can master mind reading. , The human mind is the most unpredictable, so the idealism is the most difficult one to achieve. ?.?`

There are many reasons for this, the most deadly is the identification of the half of the true self, because it is not accurate, it cannot be like the ideal way to achieve the true self, hit the nail on the head, and perceive the heart.

Therefore, people who practice the spiritual path often have their best friends stabbed in the back. This is a very big drawback, but it is inevitable. Every spiritual path has its drawbacks, but the flaw of the spiritual path is The biggest is also the deadliest.

But now Li Ya doesn't know Dole, so Feng Huafeng will choose to sit on the sidelines and help Feng Huafeng if Feng Huafeng loses.

Feng Huafeng’s eyes were cold and murderous, his figure flickered, and he approached Dole in an instant. The slender fingers of his right hand stretched sharply in the form of eagle claws. The entire periphery of his right hand suddenly transformed into a lifelike body with deep blue scales, like molten iron. The watered, crimson, five-clawed, long, narrow and sharp magic hand, grabbed Dole's neck.

Feng Huafeng's strike was too fast, like thunder and lightning, even a monk who passed away and Dzogchen could not escape.

In the eyes of everyone, Dole was easily grasped by Feng Huafeng. The corner of Feng Huafeng's mouth was lightly raised, cold and cold, and his vicious five claws suddenly grabbed him, trying to put Dole to death.

But the next moment, Feng Huafeng knew that he hadn't caught Dole, all he had caught was the afterimage of Dole.

The shorter the distance, the more beneficial it is for Dole, not teleporting, but almost teleporting.

Doer, who was already on guard for Feng Huafeng and the gray-clothed old man who seemed to be plain and unremarkable but couldn't even see Xiaoyan's cultivation base, was fully guarded. The moment Feng Huafeng revealed his murderous intent and deceived him, he had already avoided this fatal blow. , Soaring in the sky.

Xiao Yan just reminded Doer that Feng Huafeng's cultivation was at the end of the Great Perfection, and it was infinitely close to the realm of Zen Dao. However, as long as he is not in the realm of Proving Dao, Dole has the power to fight, so he lets Dole deal with this person alone, and he pays attention to the movements of Li Ya and the old man in gray.

Relying on the power of nirvana alone cannot cause harm to monks like Feng Huafeng. Dole directly cast "Gathering the God", and the nine powers of the gods' realm suddenly appeared, standing upright, majestic, and invincible. Recite the obscure and mysterious formulas, containing the divine power of the power of annihilation, like the black scaled dragons awakened from the deep sea, rising up into the sky, transforming into one, like a real thing, and rushing into Dole’s limbs in an instant, It turned into a black sword in his hand.

Dole's eyes were cold, and his heart moved, driving the black sword to Feng Huafeng. The speed is extremely fast, like a black horse passing a gap, anxious like a spark, like a light like an arrow, and a force like a broken bamboo. With this blow, Dole also used weightless power to turn the black sword into Feng Huafeng's ten-mile distance into one inch, so Feng Huafeng was also surprised how Dole avoided his thunderous claw. At that time, the black sword was so weird as if it appeared out of thin air, it pierced Feng Huafeng's right eye. ?.??`c?o?m angle is unusually tricky.

Naturally, Dole would not think that Feng Huafeng could be killed by just relying on this blow. At the same time, he once again played "Gathering God", and then chanted the mantra in words that ordinary people would not dare to imagine: "Honor oneself as the deity. The gods are the emperor, the arrogance covers the nine heavens, and the world is proud of...

A tall, hazy phantom suddenly stood behind Dole, stalwart like an incarnation of the starry sky, the ancients awakened like the ancient chaos, and the majestic and majestic supports the heavens. The momentum is like running through the mountains, rivers, sun, and moon, holding a simple war knife, with a domineering aura of breaking the world.

Feng Huafeng has experienced hundreds of battles. In the sixteen years of his life, apart from endless cultivation, he was slaughtering wildly. The number of creatures who died under his hands exceeded one million, and he had rich combat experience. However, in the face of the fierce blow that came from this tricky moment, although he had reacted at the first moment, he still avoided it. However, the reason Feng Huafeng's cultivation base is not high is not because of his poor aptitude, but that he spends most of his time on cultivating the flesh and many tactics.

This blow, in terms of its power alone, can instantly kill a monk in the late stage of disillusionment, but if it is really hit in the eye, even a monk who has passed away and Dzogchen will be severely injured. Within one breath, it will lose combat effectiveness. Of course, monks in the realm of enlightenment can escape, but although Feng Huafeng can't escape, and his eyes haven't cultivated to the strength of the flesh, he can do it with his eyes closed.

At the moment when the black sword was only a few millimeters away from his eyes, his eyelids suddenly closed, with a clanging sound, and the tip of the black sword pierced Feng Huafeng's eyelids, which seemed unexpected to outsiders, but in Feng Huafeng The heart broke apart as expected, turned into powder, and disappeared.

And the moment Feng Huafeng closed his eyes, he let go of all his consciousness, and when the black saber shattered, he found that Dole was more than ten feet above him, and his figure suddenly flashed like The ghost and ghost descended on Dole's side, raised his right hand, and the mad devil's claws ripped to Dole like a thunder and lightning, but when the sharp terror claws in his hand were about to touch Dole, his consciousness was I sensed that Dole's real body was already seventeen feet away, and there was still an afterimage in front of him.

The afterimage shattered.

Feng Huafeng missed again.

However, Feng Huafeng was extremely calm and couldn't afford to make waves in his heart. He didn't feel irritated because of his two consecutive misses. His heart was still watered. Once he started fighting, he would enter this extremely calm state.

Feng Huafeng put away his contempt, and for the first time regarded Doer as a real opponent, and he did not dare to underestimate it.

However, it is too late to pay attention to Dole at this moment. A hazy and domineering phantom is holding a war knife, swallowing mountains and rivers, unstoppable, with supernatural powers and terrifying power, setting off tyrannical winds, biting torrents, and strong winds. He slashed towards Feng Huafeng, faster than the lightning, and the thunder was too fast, leaving Feng Huafeng once again in an awkward situation that he could not avoid. ??.??`

Feng Huafeng, who has always used one force for ten guilds, is as fierce as a fierce tiger, and as wild as a savage beast. His body bursts with a tragic aura that covers the sky and obscures the sun. The temperament, like a humanoid weapon, does not evade this shocking sword, lifts the claws of the madness, violent like a trembling tsunami, like a river rushing, and the terrifying power on it is like breaking the mountain and dividing the sea, once it grabs the sky and tears The shadowy shadow of the dim and stalwart. Wherever it went. The space was torn apart, and five narrow and terrifying spatial cracks appeared.

Click!

Even though the power of Moving Heaven Slash could be comparable to a blow of four or five Great Perfection monks who had passed away with all their strength, it was particularly vulnerable in front of Feng Huafeng's Sky Splitting Claw. It was vulnerable and was torn to pieces.

However, although this knife didn't hurt Feng Huafeng, it made the Claw of the Mad Demon on his right hand dimmed a little, under the strong shock and impact. Feng Huafeng felt his fingertips slightly numb.

Feng Huafeng was very surprised that a monk in the early days of Xumi could wield such a powerful blow, which was countless times stronger than he was in the past. Such a person must not let it go on, otherwise it will become a big disaster in the future.

Feng Huafeng had a mortal heart on Dole, and he thought that Dole could not perform such an attack too many times, and it would take a certain amount of time to perform it.

The corner of his mouth sneered, with a somewhat evil spirit. Killing a peerless genius is an extremely wonderful thing for anyone.

However, what Feng Huafeng never expected was that the moment when the tall phantom was torn apart with the claws of madness, another stalwart phantom rushed to his side, holding a heavy knife, slashing at his neck, and the wind rose again. . The airflow is sharp, the sword descends like a dragon, with awe-inspiring momentum, almost out of sight. Quickly kill.

"How can there be such a fast spell casting."

Feng Huafeng was shocked in his heart, but reacted extremely quickly. He immediately lifted the slightly dim claws of the madness, and tore the quaint swords that had been killed by the surge.

Click!

As before, the dark gray shadow and the simple long knife were torn apart by Feng Huafeng.

However, a wave of unrest has occurred again. A hazy phantom came again.

When Feng Huafeng was approaching, he still couldn't escape, and could only face each other head-on.

When the two attacked and defended, the situation was fierce and anxious, and it was difficult to separate. The wind was turbulent within a hundred meters, the flying sand and rocks, the air current was violent, the space was shattered again and again, and the divine power was raging and the battle was in full swing.

Everyone present retreated hundreds of feet away, watching the battle intently. From the perspective of the situation, it seems that Dole is at the top, but most people disagree. They think like Feng Huafeng, thinking that such an attack cannot be performed too many times.

But they were really horrified by Dole's spellcasting degree, which means Dole was terrifying at the technique of sound. Suddenly, everyone understood why Dole had only said the word "death" before that, and the reason why the Triangle Eyed Jiading was killed on the spot. Thinking of the tragic and terrifying death of this person before his death, the crowd waited for a chill.

However, most of the people present believed that sooner or later the victorious Tianbian would fall to Feng Huafeng, who was brave and mighty as a brutal and fierce beast. Because Dole’s attacks are like violent storms, continuous and continuous, without a single cut, and one shot again, never stopping, without stagnation, like clouds and flowing water, so hearty that Feng Huafeng can only passively defend, but he has never really attacked Feng Huafeng. What substantial damage was caused, when Dole exhausted his strength, it was the moment for Feng Huafeng to counterattack.

Many people believe that Dole will lose, but whether he will die or not. After all, everyone now knows that there are peerless masters secretly protecting Dole's safety. On Feng Huafeng’s side, although there is only one peerless girl with boundless beauty and an ordinary gray-clothed old man, everyone speculates that the Luoyi girl’s cultivation is at least as good as Feng Huafeng’s, or even far away. Far away from Feng Huafeng, and the lean gray-clothed old man, his cultivation is absolutely unpredictable and should not be underestimated.

However, everyone couldn't tell whether the group of three people were mainly girls in Luo Yi or the elderly in gray. If the girls in Luo Yi were the core, then the identity of the girls in Luo Yi would be quite terrifying.

After Dole's defeat, whether he will die depends on whether the old man in gray can rival the peerless expert behind Dole. Many people are not optimistic about the gray-clothed old man. After all, the strength shown by the mysterious man is obvious to all, but in their hearts none of them hope that the gray-clothed old man can defeat the peerless master behind Dole, and then dole this The big demon beheaded.

In today's Hanshan City, apart from those who have recently come from outside, Shizhi and Doer have an antagonistic hatred, and he can't wait to thwart Doer's bones and cramp.

Now that someone wants to kill Dole, he is naturally extremely happy, especially excited.

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In this battle, Feng Huafeng can be said to be frustrated like never before. There is no room for cultivation and combat power. His physical body is indeed tyrannical, but if he is hit by a simple war knife in the hands of Void, there is nothing. It's a serious problem, but it will be slightly injured. Occasionally, he will avoid Dole's attack, but he can't even touch Dole's shadow.

Therefore, he intends to delay until Dole's power is exhausted.

However, Feng Huafeng was wrong in his calculation. Moving Heaven Slash didn't consume any supernatural power at all. With Dole's supernatural power, it could be used nearly 10,000 times.

Will Feng Huafeng stick to that time?

Obviously not.

And Dole was waiting for the moment when Feng Huafeng resisted Tianzhang with his body.

A hundred meters away, Zhang Minglie, the newly promoted elder of Xiaoyaomen, was floating in the void. This scene of life was unexpected. He never expected that the two would fight without saying a word, and seeing this posture, Either you die, or I die, someone must fall.

Both forces Zhang Minglie can't afford to offend, and his current cultivation level can indeed stop the two of them and calm the storm. But just now he just wanted to make a move, but now the old man in gray, who was standing silently behind the girl in Luo Yi, glanced at him intentionally or unintentionally. The meaning was already obvious, so he should not interfere.

Zhang Minglie, who had a brief contact with the old man in gray, knew the horror of the old man, and had no doubt that if he shot himself, the old man would kill him on the spot.

Zhang Minglie is really powerless, and only hopes that the expert behind Dole can take action in time when Dole is defeated, and don't cause too much trouble.

And when the tall man behind Dole appeared, the old man in gray would naturally take action. At that time, there would be a fierce battle between two peerless masters.

Zhang Minglie was looking forward to it in his heart, but he was also hesitating. If the tall man behind Dole fights the gray-clothed old man, he has no time to take care of Dole, and if the gray-clothed old man wants to kill Dole again, will he help him? , Protect Dole?

This is a gamble, which may be at stake for his own life and death. Zhang Minglie could not make a decision for a while, so he could only see how the situation would develop.

In short, in this situation, no one is optimistic about Dole and thinks that he will lose.

Li Ya quietly floats in the void ~www.ltnovel.com~ There is no emotional fluctuation on her delicate and perfect face, and her eyes like autumn water are staring at the mighty battle in the distance.

She also thinks Feng Huafeng will win.

The only person present who believed that Dole would win was the little monk of the Buddha's Light Holy Land. Dole was right. He did have delusions and hated Dole a little, but he would never let Dole die. Because he knew that once Dole died, everyone present had to be buried.

Therefore, he will protect Dole, even if he falls, he must let Dole leave safely.

The little monk had confidence in Dole, but he had no confidence in the person behind Dole. Because the old man in gray is very strong, while Li Ya is stronger.

This is also the reason why the little monk came here. He must always protect Dole's safety. Once Dole falls, the consequences will be extremely serious. I am afraid that the entire Tianmeng 6 will be wiped out because of the boundless Buddha power in Dole's soul. (To be continued.) (To be continued.)

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