Ye Wufeng frowned. "I say you\'re wordy. You can fight if you want to fight or leave if you don\'t fight. There\'s so much nonsense."

Pang Yun couldn\'t hang up. He didn\'t give himself face at all. His face couldn\'t help sinking. "Since you want to die, I will help you."

"Crazy cloud palm" a huge handprint fell from the sky.

The palm technique with the rule of cloud seems that the old man is a little capable. Ye Wufeng put away his contempt.

"Wind dance" is ready to avoid first.

"Space confinement" Pang Yun shouted, "hum, if you want to escape, I\'ll show you the king\'s means."

Seeing that he couldn\'t dodge, Dashao shouted: "Zhentian fist" and punched out.

"Boom..." the huge handprint was defeated by a blow, and ye Wufeng secretly compared, "there is a big gap between it and tiger Liuxiang in terms of power."

Pang Yun looked at it strangely. He was a little hoodwinked. The crazy cloud palm was blocked. Then he shouted wildly: "magic cloud palm" immediately hit Dashuo from all directions.

This move is as ethereal as clouds. Even ye Wufeng can\'t tell the true from the false.

Since I can\'t tell, I\'ll avoid it all, "dance of the wind"

"Space confinement"

"I wipe it. That\'s it again." Can\'t dodge.

"Shock spirit body shield" a spirit power shield covers most of the body up and down.

"Ping Ping Ping..." the dense fingerprints broke the protective cover and landed on Dashao.

Ye Wufeng can\'t help frowning. The shield can\'t stop the attack with the power of rules. However, this decentralized attack poses little threat to his body, but his speed advantage is completely blocked. It\'s impossible to be so passive.

"The eye of heaven" began to analyze the power of rules.

Seeing ye Wufeng unharmed, Pang Yun was completely stupid. What kind of body is this? His magic cloud palm is invalid. I\'m afraid it\'s almost as hard as the intermediate holy ware.

Da Shao ignored the dense fingerprints and began to understand his own rules of the wind. He knew that if he didn\'t understand the rules of the wind, he couldn\'t break the space imprisonment and would be beaten passively all the time.

As time goes by, the artistic conception of the surrounding wind begins to change little by little.

Pang Yun also found this, "no, we can\'t go on like this."

"Broken cloud knife, out" Pang Yun tried his best

"Broken cloud chopping" a huge blade cut through the sky, breaking the void everywhere.

"Danger" at this time, ye Wufeng had a feeling of death in the face of knife intention.

"This knife is so strong. It has both the rules of the knife and the rules of the cloud. Moreover, the broken cloud knife is a Chinese Holy weapon. My flesh can\'t carry it." My face turned crazy.

"Seven Star Throwing Knife, out"

"Seven star shock killing and chopping" is the collision between the starry Seven Star Throwing Knife and the broken cloud knife.

"When..."

"When..."

There was a loud crash, and a large void began to collapse.

"Boom..." the Seven Star Throwing Knife flew back.

"Poof..." Ye Wufeng ejected blood with a mouthful of blood. The intermediate holy ware with rules is really terrible.

"Rules, I must understand the rules." Da Shao roared with great longing.

Looking at the embarrassed young and old, Pang Yun was slightly relieved. Fortunately, he had an intermediate holy weapon, otherwise there was really nothing to do. Then his face said ferociously: "die here, the dead genius is nothing."

The cloud shattering sabre, the holy weapon in the "cloud shattering Sabre", cuts down angrily with the power of heaven and earth, like a sickle in the hand of the God of death. With the boundless breath of death, it wants to break big and small.

Ye Wufeng runs the eye of the way of heaven crazily, and the artistic conception of the wind around him is constantly flowing and changing.

Understanding leads to life, and not understanding leads to death. He watched death without fear.

The artistic conception of the surrounding wind is becoming stronger and stronger, and the rotation is faster and faster, but the broken cloud knife is close at hand. The knife Qi has broken the defense of the holy weapon\'s flesh. Ye Wufeng has cut countless wounds, large and small, all over his body, just at the critical moment.

"Click... Click..." the surrounding space is like a fragile crystal. It is fragmented and disintegrated. Under the pressure of death, it finally degenerates successfully. The rules of the rotating wind directly break the confinement of the space, and most of it disappears in place like a gust of breeze.

The terrible blade roared past, and half of the qingfengfang city turned into fly ash in an instant. Ye Wufeng, who narrowly escaped from death, gasped with fear. He looked at the rules of the wind wrapped around him and couldn\'t stop laughing. His advantage came back and won\'t be imprisoned by this Pang Yun again.

The young man looked at it fiercely. "It seems that you played very well. Now it\'s time to see my strength."

Six as like as two peas in the same way, Ye Wufeng was surrounded by Pang Yun.

what is it? Phantom? Pang Yun was on alert and carefully observed the separation of the six winds. Suddenly, he was stunned and shouted in horror, "it\'s all entities. It\'s all entities. This is a magic power."

The six separate hands of "the moon of the wind, kill" quickly seal, and a large number of the moon of the wind kill Pang Yun at the same time. You know, this move has been formed by the rules of the wind and the rules of the earthquake, which is countless times stronger than before.

Pang Yun roared desperately, "the divine bell protects the body, the Eastern imperial bell, now." A golden mysterious clock fell from the sky and covered him.

"Ping Ping Ping Ping..." countless wind blades from all directions constantly hit the big clock, but the big clock didn\'t move, and the wind shaking moon couldn\'t break open.

The attack lasted for a quarter of an hour, and the split slowly dissipated in the air, and the golden bell began to return to nothingness slowly.

Ye Wufeng opened his mouth wide. "I wipe it. What treasure is this? It\'s so strong defense. How can you old dog have such a thing against the sky?"

Zhong Ying disappeared, Pang Yun showed his true body. Wow, a mouthful of blood spewed out. His face was not bloody. He glared fiercely, "little rabbit, let you go today. See you next time is your death." Then he turned into a streamer and ran away.

The insect Lord heard, "the Eastern Emperor clock is just a projection. He summoned it at a great cost. Now he is very weak."

The young man laughed, "old dog, I want to run after the fight? You\'d better stay." Turned into a breeze, disappeared in situ, and instantly appeared in front of pangyun.

"Stepping on heaven\'s feet" stamped on the old man\'s face. Suddenly, his nose bleeds wildly, and Pang Yun will be kicked in place.

"How dare you step on my face? I\'m from the third prince and represent the royal face. If you step on my face, you\'ll die. You\'ll kill your nine families. You\'ll die." Pang Yun covered his nose and his eyes were about to crack.

"Cut, don\'t buckle my hat. You\'ve humiliated the royal family. You\'re the first one to die." He said carelessly.

Pang Yun\'s face turned black and white. I\'m afraid he will be finished if this matter reaches the ears of the third prince.

"Hum, boy, I\'ll come back to you when I recover."

"Broken cloud Dun" turned into a knife light and flew away quickly.

"Want to run? Seven stars flow fire" Ye Wufeng chased closely.

Seeing not only that he couldn\'t get rid of it, but also that the distance was getting closer and closer, Pang Yun couldn\'t help feeling anxious. Finally, with a long sigh, he took out a green pill and took it in one bite. The speed suddenly doubled and disappeared into the sky.

Ye Wufeng stopped his body and his face was very ugly. "This bastard actually has a speed pill. I knew I was ready to refine it. Now let this guy run away, I\'m afraid there will be endless trouble."

At this time, the old God was there, clutching his little beard, "don\'t underestimate any king, even if his own strength is not very strong, but God knows what cards he will have. A treasure can change the whole war situation."

Ye Wufeng was lost in thought.

"Insect Lord, what is that Donghuang clock? It\'s so strong." Ye Wufeng asked thoughtfully.

"Imperial ware is the treasure of the Eastern Emperor Taiyi. The Muling Empire cannot have such a thing. It is estimated that they are imitations of the Eastern Emperor\'s clock."

"What? The projection of a fake is so strong. How strong should the real one be?" I was surprised.

"Hum, if the Eastern Emperor\'s Taiyi knocks the Eastern Emperor\'s bell, the lingxuan continent will be torn apart." The insect Lord despised it.

"Hiss..." big or small stars, this is the real strong.

Suddenly, ye Wufeng sat down, "I suddenly have an idea. Lord Chong will help me protect the Dharma. Don\'t let others disturb me."

Take a deep breath, meditate and concentrate. The rules of the wind slowly gather around the big and small, and begin to continuously piece together, match, build and combine. Ye Wufeng\'s eye of heaven runs again and analyzes and deduces at a high speed. Bit by bit, layer by layer, repeated experiments, and gradually the prototype of the target began to appear; Then Da Shao summoned the thunder hammer, which fused the artistic conception of earthquake, and began to beat and forge at each node.

Time flies. Three days have passed.

"It worked." Dashao excitedly looked at a solid small clock in front of him, "how about bug? How about my pirated Donghuang clock?"

Unbelievable as like as two peas, the insect is growing up with a mouth and a face. It is very similar to the inscription on the top, and it is the rules of wind and the rules of the earthquake. It is used in the way of the mixer, and the structure is very stable.

"Well, my little clock is much more stable than the last bloody tiger. My previous shock shield is too weak. It is broken by others every time. Now the pirated Donghuang clock I have developed is an upgraded version of the shield, and the use of Donghuang clock brings me a sense of spirit. Ha ha, Ben Shao is really a genius." Ye Wufeng is full of narcissism.

"It\'s a very good move, thanks to your imagination." The insect master is also quite satisfied with this. With this small bell cover outside, with high-frequency vibration and high-speed rotation, any attack on it will have to be bounced off. Of course, except for those with too much higher level, everything has limits. What\'s more, this move will become stronger as the rules become stronger. It can evolve.

"The only pity is that the king is too timid, so he ran away. If I play more for a while, it will be perfect for me to learn the rules of the knife." Ye Wufeng\'s face was unwilling.

The worm master has a black line on his face and says that the old man will be killed by you if he runs slower.

"By the way, insect Lord, when I used the \'separation technique\', how did the old man say it was a divine power?" Big or small face of doubt.

The insect master glanced hard at the corner of his mouth, "the old man knows a fart. This is just the prototype of divine power. When your avatar can exist independently for thousands of years, it can be called divine power. The real name is\' incarnation outside the body \'."

"So it is. Unexpectedly, it is the same as my original guess."

Ye Wufeng looked at the good square city. Now it has become a broken wall, and half of the square city has disappeared.

"Alas..." with a long sigh, he deeply felt that lingxuan respected the strong in the mainland and the way of heaven was ruthless. Only with strong strength can he protect himself and everything he wants to protect.

"Insect Lord, the land of right and wrong will stay soon. Let\'s go quickly. I don\'t want to carry the black pot for Pang Yun. He destroyed the market. These innocent people were killed by him, but it has nothing to do with Ben Shao." Ye Wufeng finished with a solemn and righteous words, turned into a breeze and disappeared without a trace.