After realizing the intention of the clock, the face of the wind suddenly changed.

Before, he was still taunting the clock to be divorced from the whimsical, but the other party really realized the law of space in the turbulence of this space, and got rid of the control of the door of space that he had called out.

I am afraid that the wind will not think that the power of the clock from the original space is felt in the turbulence in the space channel.

With the wind, a group can safely sense the power of space from the space transmission stone, and the power of the space from the clock is completely self-sensing, which is born in the origin of space, and has all the possibilities.

Seeing the clock approaching himself, there was a clear source of panic in the eyes of the wind.

Without the limitations of space turbulence, his desire to overcome the clock is undoubtedly extremely difficult.

After feeling the crisis he faced, the wind was also desperately motivating his body and trying to get out of the surrounding area.

But he had only been able to stop the speed under the pull of this suction, at this time how can escape too far, the eyes will be close to the body.

On the contrary, the clock has realized the law of change in the turbulence of space, as long as the line of chaotic space can move freely, it will not be affected at all.

After holding the basalt dragon gun in his hand again, the eyes of the clock also flashed a sharp color.

If it had not suddenly felt the power of space, I am afraid that it would have been swallowed up by the turbulence of space, and this wind was simply unscrupulous in order to kill itself.

Since the surrounding space turbulence still exists, the use of other forces in the vicinity will be directly destroyed, so the clock has no intention of motivating the magic.

But with strong physical strength, he has been able to do a lot of things.

Holding the long gun across the shoulder in the hand, the clock fell slightly back from the body and made a strong posture.

“Fuck a gun, go!”

A series of bone explosions sounded, and the force of the clock from the whole body was poured into the arm holding the basalt dragon gun in an instant, and then at the last moment, the weapon was hard.

Several empty voices were heard, and the basalt dragon gun shot straight out, and it directly fell towards the wind.

The suction of the space turbulence can not pull it away, this basalt dragon gun hard straight to the target stabbed.

“The empty wall!”

The wind flashed in the eyes of the fierce, desperately tied a few handprints, and gathered a wall of space in front of him.

Bam

The basalt dragon gun stabbed on the wall of space, making a fierce impact sound, but it did not decay, but issued an angry dragon roar, like a living creature, continued to impact the wall of space.

The wind's eyes showed a few hard colors, and the look on the face was more and more ugly, but the eyes were suddenly looking at the distant space.“

“You have to close the door of space!”

Bite the teeth squeezed a word out of his mouth, the wind suddenly opened its hand towards the turbulence of space, and a bare sword hilt flew out into his hands.

It was the remains of a shadowless sword, but at this moment the power of the space stored in it has been completely used, and now even an ordinary iron sword is not comparable.

As the shadowless sword disappears, the cracks in the space also begin to slowly close, and all the spatial turbulence re-engulfed into the cracks.

The existence of spatial turbulence is not allowed in stable space, and once the cracks in space disappear, these spatial turbulences will automatically return to the other side of the world.

Feeling the suction of the space turbulence weakened, the wind was also relieved, raising his hand and suddenly shaking the wall of the space, and also instantly escaping to the back.

However, he seems to have forgotten that the speed of the clock from the beginning is to catch up with him, and now there is no control of the cracks in space, and it will only be easier for the other party to catch up with him!

Bam

Although the turbulence of the space has not completely disappeared, the clock still rushed out, while holding the basalt dragon gun in the middle of the air, directly to the wind want to escape the figure of a shot.

Although no force was used under this time, the sheer power of the flesh alone had made the wind sound as if it had been hit by a hill on its own body.

“I give up!”

Under such circumstances, the wind will undoubtedly not find any chance to fight back, and when the body flew out, it was already the choice of recognition to lose.

The body rolled over to the ground, and the Fa-shaped map behind the wind suddenly appeared.

To be defeated or to be conceded will be recognized by the monument of inheritance, but the power of the law of the loser will be extracted.

Seeing that the turbulence of the space is slowly disappearing, the last hope in the heart of the wind is gradually annihilating.

The power of the Fa is taken away by the clock, and it is naturally more difficult for him to obtain the inheritance qualification.

What is even more unacceptable to the wind is that he will lose the hands of this Dongxuan boy!

He has always been the supreme genius of the Feng Chuang family, and this time he participated in the experience of the Shenyan Valley is also an eerie, and it is necessary to go further among the eight gods.

But now, it is blocked by a child in the East Xuanyuan, which is undoubtedly a huge blow for the wind.

Looking at their own Fa-phase power was swallowed by the Fa-phase map of the clock, the eyes of the wind were full of hatred, and the gloomy eyes were once again looking at the clock.

But soon he realized that it was wrong, even after he conceded, there was no reduction in the killing intention of Zhong's eyes, and even he was walking towards himself.

That hatred suddenly turned into fear, the wind seemed to understand what, the clock did not intend to let go of himself, but to be completely benunk him!

Kill the proud son of one of the four great royals?

If it is placed on other people's bodies, I am afraid that the wind will not really feel that the other side has this courage.

But I have seen the bell without hesitation to kill the peak, the wind is still not sure that the bell will be jealous of the wind clan behind him.

This guy is crazy!

Fortunately, at this time, because of the end of the two men's battle, the surrounding wall of the Fa has disappeared, and the wind is immediately turning around and fleeing.

As long as there is no obstacle to the wall of this Fa, he can move at will by the power of fissating the space of the blood, how can the clock catch up with him!

But the wind moved a distance, and he saw that a figure was almost chasing up in the next moment, and then reached out and held it in vain.

The wind was still clenching its teeth and was preparing to continue to escape, but this time it was found that the space could not be opened at all, and a look of panic appeared in the eyes.

What did the clock feel in the turbulence of that space, and actually affect the surrounding space, so that he could not exercise the power of space!

"You can't leave."

After the chaos of the space line of the wind, the killing intention of the clock from the eyes is also slowly condensed, and the basalt dragon gun in the hand is also infected by emotions, making an angry dragon roar.

The wind not only killed the green clothes into a half-dead person, but also wanted his life several times, and if it was so simple to let the former go, it would be strange.

"I am different from the waste of the peak of the peak, I am the proud son of the wind family, the wind clan will not let you go so easily!"

Seeing the look of the bell from the eyes, the wind suddenly sounded only to feel a fear that spread in the heart, but still gritted its teeth.

"No, just like you."

Hearing the words of the former, Zhong left but shook his head, his eyes were slowly locked on the body of the wind, but the killing intention was clearer at this moment.

"There is no one in the same eyes, the same self-righteousness, the same harm to the green clothes!"

When he drank his voice, the basalt dragon gun in the clock was out of his hand like a wild wave, and the power of terror broke out.

Looking at the basalt dragon gun stabbed in his own eyes, the wind is also desperate, is he really want to fall into the hands of this Dongxuan boy?

But at this time, a figure was suddenly blocked by the basalt dragon gun, a white arm poked out, and then directly reached out to hold the tip of the gun.

The surging true element retreated as quickly as something extremely afraid, and the clock was also clear to see the road that blocked his body.

The Royal Family, Xiao Yu!