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Chapter 677

In the void, Li Rufeng raised his eyes slightly and looked at the furious echoing that seemed to be pressing down the sky.

He stepped out and headed far away, ignoring the eyes of the world.

But I left the voice of the entire Eighteenth Hall: "Wash your neck, I will come to your Changkong Hall soon!"

He responded! Isn’t it just a war?

When did he be afraid of Li Rufeng? Two days later, Li Rufeng appeared in Lan Qian Palace.

Wherever you pass, everyone retreats, and no one dares to stop him.

Another day, in the Ancient Tibetan Hall, a group of powerful men from the Ancient Tibetan Hall were dissatisfied with Li Rufeng and wanted to stop him.

Blood flowed into a river, and thousands of powerful soul cultivators died in his hands.

A day later, it was only one world away from Changkong Hall, as if it was aware that Li Rufeng was about to descend. The passage from the Qing Coffin Hall to Changkong Hall was forcibly blocked by a group of soul cultivators.

The strong men of the Hundred Thousand Shura clan jointly set up a blood-killing formation.

This formation is extremely terrifying. The powerful people from the six vassels of life and death will retreat for this large formation set up by 100,000 soul cultivators.

But facing Li Rufeng... it was useless! In that battle, the entire Qing Coffin Hall suffered a magnificent rain of blood.

The ground was desolate, and it was no longer obvious that this was still a land that dominated the land, like ruins.

The sun and the moon tilt.

Darkness shrouded.

Even though the 100,000 army arranged a blood-killing formation, it did not stop Li Rufeng's steps, and everyone in the entire Eighteen Palace was in danger.

Especially all the indigenous people in Changkong Hall were even more uneasy.

Under the gaze of everyone, Li Rufeng's figure finally appeared in the sky above the Changkong Hall, stepping on the void and heading towards the Changkong Mansion! "Is it finally going to start?"

In the county palace king's hall, the county palace king whispered... Li Rufeng had really come to this point.

At the speed of surprise, he finally walked to the Lord of Changkong Palace.

The county government king murmured, his eyes not moving away from the mirror phantom.

Not only him, but the only remaining palace masters of the Soul Realm are also watching this scene.

At the same time, the King of Changkong opened his eyes.

Anger flashed in the silver eyes.

"Li Rufeng, are you finally here?

Good come!"

He stood up.

A surging fighting spirit broke through the Changkong Mansion. The wind and clouds surging. It was originally a clear Changkong Palace, surrounded by dark clouds, as if the sky was about to fall.

This battle between the strongest people who are paying attention to the entire soul realm is finally about to break out! Changkong Mansion, above Yunkong.

The King of Changkong stood there, his eyes staring ahead.

There, a white figure was coming in the void with his hands on his back.

Until, stayed in front of him.

Li Rufeng raised his eyes slightly, looked at the Changkong King Zun who was overwhelming and fighting spirit broke through the sky, and said lightly: "Changkong?"

"Not bad! It's this king!"

The King of Changkong spoke.

Anger was burning all over his body, and even the air stagnated, becoming extremely cold, which made people uneasy: "Li Rufeng, you and I have finally met! You kill my subordinates and ruin my Shura clan's plan. You, damn it!"

"Are you finished?"

"What?"

The King of Changkong was stunned.

"Very good, it seems you've finished talking, so... fight!"

The voice fell.

Li Rufeng grabbed it with one hand, and the long blood-colored sword in the void was in his hand, shattering the void, and slashing it at the King of Changkong with endless murderous aura! There are always some people who are always threatening and saliva.

It is obviously a life-and-death battle, but it has to be a lot of reasons.

It seems that just one more word can give them an advantage in the battle.

If Li Rufeng had more time, he might be able to say a few words with him.

Unfortunately... this sky is far from qualified.

A piece was just a chess piece launched by Xue Ming. No matter how much you say, what's the use?

Since he was so dissatisfied with him, he wanted to kill him.

Then just fight, won’t it be enough?

Changkong obviously didn't expect Li Rufeng to be so impatient, and even just said a few words before and took action.

His face was even more gloomy.

"Okay, what a fight. Since you are so eager to die, then don't blame me for being rude!"

He sneered, and in the face of the killing knife, he stepped out one step, and the whole world was shaking: "I will let you see the gap between you and me today!"

"boom!"

An inkstone appeared.

It was floating on the head of the Changkong King, and dazzling light soared into the sky, with silk threads protecting his body.

That sword that was enough to break the void fell on this inkstone, but it just made it tremble, but it couldn't break the others! This is the soul weapon of the King of Changkong.

With the soul transformed into an inkstone, it has been nourished for thousands of years, and has the ultimate defensive power. In addition, its eight powers of life and death, how can it be broken so simply?

! "It's true that there is some power. No wonder you can kill Floating Sky, but that's all you have!"

He sneered.

Before the ripples of vibration were dissipated, he had already taken one step forward and grabbed Li Rufeng with one hand. A huge palm appeared in the void.

The palm comes out and covers the clouds.

This is the power of the eight realms of birth and death. The palms are like the world. It just goes out with one palm and suppresses the sky, causing the void to tremble, and finally, even crack! And this palm obviously wants to slap Li Rufeng, just like Li Rufeng slap the floating king.

"Overbial ability!"

Li Rufeng sneered without fear.

He looked at the palm he patted coldly, and the blood-colored sword disappeared, and the sword was abandoned and turned into a fist.

A punch was blown out, and the void collapsed. A loud bang came, pulling out an invisible passage.

The giant palm that was originally suppressed by Li Rufeng was directly smashed by Li Rufeng's punch. In the explosion, the power swept across the world, and the earth was undulating.

The King of Changkong retreated hundreds of meters directly, and a inkstone above his head was sucking and spitting out light, obviously it was rapidly eliminating the power of the punch.

"How is that possible?"

The King of Changkong was shocked.

He knew how powerful his palm was.

But Li Rufeng actually smashed him directly with one punch! He even found that this punch did not use any power of life and death, but was just a simple physical force.

How powerful is his body?

How could it be so powerful?

Not only him, but also all the strong men who were watching this scene from afar with various magical powers were shocked.

"Physical practice?"

The county government king frowned, but soon shook his head: "No, his magical powers and magic are also extremely terrifying. The magic alone is enough to cross the great realm to kill a strong man. It must be not just physical cultivation... But now, how is it possible... Could it be?"

Dual practice of art?

!As long as this thought came true, the county government Wang Zun also understood it a little.

"No wonder he has this kind of strength. Physical cultivation has always been a privilege of Yang people. I just didn't expect that not only magic, but also physical cultivation are so terrifying. No wonder, he can kill more than the level of level with his low-level strength alone!"

In the past, Li Rufeng did not show the power of the Chaos Emperor's Decision, and others were surprised by his strength. Now, it is possible! But what I didn't expect was that a person could actually cultivate to this level in both magic and physical cultivation.
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