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Even if a translucent black magic bead appeared in Pei Tong\'s hand, the magic bead expanded rapidly, covering the surrounding area for thousands of miles, as if to ensure that Xiao Yan had no chance to escape.

"Breaking the Power Chain!" Pei Tong shouted again, and saw that the silhouettes standing on the flying beasts were all handprints changing, and the black iron locks were whistling towards Yuanshen\'s clone, Xiao Yan\'s eyes narrowed and he immediately pulled away and dodged. But in the next instant, Xiao Yan realized that these black iron locks were not substantial.

It was illusory and insubstantial, so even though Xiao Yan quickly dodged, the black iron lock was still submerged in his body.

"Damn it!" Xiao Yan scolded inwardly, apparently because of Feng Tuo\'s report, Pei Tong came prepared and prepared a method for him to limit his physical body.

When the black phantom iron locks spread over his body, Xiao Yan could clearly feel that the blood energy on his body was restricted. Of course, these black iron locks could not lock Xiao Yan for a long time, and the time they could last was limited. .

But even so, it also exerted absolute suppression on Xiao Yan, Xiao Yan\'s eyes were slightly dark, and Pei Tong in front of him was looking at Xiao Yan with a sneer at the moment.

"Why aren\'t you crazy now?" Pei Tong sneered.

Xiao Yan looked at Pei Tong\'s arrogant and arrogant appearance at the moment, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, the solemn look on his face had disappeared at this moment, replaced by a faint smile.

"I\'m just curious, can your trivial tricks trap me for half a column of incense?" Xiao Yan said with a calm smile.

"Banzhuxiang...killing you is enough!!" Even though Pei Tong shouted loudly and did not intend to continue, Xiao Yan delayed the time, and his body changed and suddenly rushed out. He regarded Xiao Yan\'s true body as the original The **** avatar, on the contrary, felt that Xiao Yan only had the strength of the Seven Star Fighting God to be his avatar.

After all, under normal circumstances, the deity is generally strong, but obviously, he guessed wrong.

Even Feng Tuo, who had already fought with Xiao Yan, didn\'t realize that Xiao Yan\'s real deity was this inconspicuous seven-star fighting god, so for a while, everyone\'s eyes were attracted by the original **** avatar.

"Have you ever thought about a question, I said it\'s possible, if you don\'t solve me in this half-hour, have you considered the consequences?" Xiao Yan raised his eyes slightly and said slowly.

"I don\'t know where you got such arrogant confidence, courting death!!"

Pei Tong\'s figure has already been swept out, and he did not hesitate at all. His immortal power exploded. His strength is comparable to that of Feng Tuo. Those are all absolute top powerhouses, and the God of War will hardly take them seriously.

Pei Tong\'s eyes were sharp, and he took the lead in flashing his figure. He slapped his palm horizontally and turned into afterimages in the mid-air, wrapped in extremely domineering power and shrouded Xiao Yan.

This Pei Tong\'s shot was also extremely fierce, and he didn\'t hold back at all. After all, with Fengtuo as a lesson, he naturally didn\'t dare to be careless.

Facing Pei Tong\'s offensive, Yuanshen\'s clone did not move, and Pei Tong\'s figure in his eyes kept expanding, and he was about to come to Xiao Yan.

"Although your body is strong, but at this moment you are hit by the broken force chain, it is equivalent to everyone limiting your blood power to a certain extent, so now you are also delusional to rival me!"

Pei Tong smiled and seemed to think that Xiao Yan was caught in his trap. No matter how powerful Xiao Yan was, he was limited by his design, and he set up a barrier around him. In a short period of time, no creature could escape from his lock. Escape from the gods and demons.

What he does now is to catch the turtle in the urn, and Pei Tong feels that he has an absolute advantage at this moment, and Xiao Yan is the turtle in the urn!

Dao Dao palm prints roared, and the powerful force caused the surrounding space to vibrate, and it seemed that it would collapse at any time. Before the palm prints arrived, the space beside Xiao Yan was already distorted.

Everyone on the flying beast was watching this scene. Of course, Feng Tuo\'s expression was the most solemn in terms of the level of tension. After all, Pei Tong\'s victory or defeat directly related to his life and death.

dong dong! !

The continuous low sound resounded, and the surrounding wind blew wildly.

According to Pei Tong\'s estimation, the broken force chain limited at least half of Xiao Yan\'s physical strength, so Xiao Yan could not be his opponent at this moment.

Of course, everyone thought so.

However, at the moment when Pei Tong attacked Yuanshen\'s avatar, each of Pei Tong\'s extremely fierce palm prints, Yuanshen\'s avatar stretched out his palm, and took all of them.

With all the palm prints, Yuanshen\'s avatar was always in place, he didn\'t move too much, his face was flat, and there was no injury on his body, as if Pei Tong\'s attack just now was like a stone falling into the water, without the slightest effect.

"Hiss..." Feng Tuo, who was standing on top of the flying beast, immediately hissed coldly, and his pupils shrank suddenly.

"This...how is this possible!" Pei Tong looked shocked. He didn\'t keep this move, and it was impossible for him to use his immortal power to cause any harm, but the fact was shown in his before.

Xiao Yan\'s expression did not fluctuate at all, his eyes stayed on Pei Tong\'s body, and he said slowly, "Don\'t keep your hands, or you will really have no chance later."

"You can\'t be... that\'s all you can do, right?" Xiao Yan added another sentence, Pei Tong\'s face turned red when he heard the words, he immediately shouted, and saw a ray of golden immortal power surging out, his palm slammed violently. Tighten into a fist, and then throw a punch.

The feeling of Pei Tong\'s fist swinging is not smooth. His seemingly simple punch is actually not simple.

This punch contains a powerful force that belongs to the immortality of the emperor. The force of this punch is enough to kill any fighting god. Pei Tong\'s eyes are also full of malice. Xiao Yan can still make waves.

Only Feng Tuo\'s eyes were gradually gloomy at this moment, because he felt something different. After all, he and Xiao Yan hadn\'t fought for a long time, so he still had some impression of the aura of the original God clone.

However, at this moment, when he looked at the plain-looking Yuanshen clone, Feng Tuo felt more and more wrong, and he was clearly hit by the broken force chain, but the energy and blood power emanating from the Yuanshen clone at this moment was almost the same as when he fought!

There is only one possibility for this to happen!

"Could it be that he... in this short period of time... has become stronger again!??"

Feng Tuo hissed coldly, a very bad premonition surging in his heart.