Chapter 804: The confrontation of the human-level eight-rank **** pattern
The power of the **** pattern turned into an endless hurricane and revolved. This is a kind of profound meaning of wind attribute, and with his powerful aura, it directly enveloped a radius of 800 meters.
"God! This... God pattern!"
"How is it possible? The five princes also have **** marks? I have never heard of this before!"
If you haven't heard of it, it doesn't mean you haven't.
"Hahaha!"
Zhao Hongli laughed, and he said abruptly, "Xiao Yu, you should be proud of it. From my birth to now, I have hardly shown my **** pattern in front of outsiders, but all those who know I have **** pattern have reached Jiuquan Zhi Next, today, let you disappear into the world with my hundred waves and wind!"
"What!? Hundred layers of waves!? It is the human-level eighth-rank **** pattern that has never appeared in the record of the Chenbei Dynasty **** pattern?"
"It's not that I haven't appeared before! It has appeared and recorded, but no one knows who it is! It turned out to be the Five Princes!"
Of course, Jin Xubai was horrified. He originally thought that his human-level seventh-rank mutant tiger and sword **** pattern was already very powerful. Unexpectedly, Zhao Hongli, no matter his level or the rank of the **** pattern, was better than He is superior.
No wonder the other party has always been so indifferent to their Jin family, or even look down upon them.
This is the bottom line!
It is also difficult for him to even want to kill Zhao Hongli, thinking about it, he felt afraid after a shock.
"Huhuhu!"
Qingfeng turned into an overwhelming roar, like a low-pitched roar in the middle of the night in a deserted ancient forest, shaking people's minds and bodies.
Accompanied by a deep vibration, Zhao Hongli's 100-layer wind became more and more massive, until the hurricane was as large as a hundred meters, the hurricane spun out hundreds of blue fists, and severely killed the mountain area.
"Hundred Wave Fist!"
"Boom!"
The space shook and the earth shook, Zhao Hongli desperately spurred the power of the gods, the hundreds of wind and waves of the giant fists, like a meteorite, dancing all over the sky.
"Okay...what an astonishing momentum, this offensive definitely has a blue rank spirit skill!"
"What a stop! This is still the skill of the **** pattern!"
Everyone suddenly took a breath and mourned for Xiao Yu.
The profound meaning of this kind of **** pattern is really terrible.
Xiao Yu was slightly surprised. To be honest, Zhao Hongli's background is simply terrifying!
"You have eighth rank, and I have it too!"
Xiao Yu gritted his teeth and tried it!
Immediately, Xiao Yu urged the power of the divine pattern, red and black energy wrapped around Xiao Yu's arm, and then went straight into the sky.
Xiao Yu shook his hand with a "boom", and a burst of spatial ripples spread out, and immediately afterwards, the anger swallowed the mountains and rivers, and the thunderous fist suddenly hit.
"Sura Fist!"
This punch swallowed thousands of miles like a tiger, and gathered the momentum of the Eight Desolations to meet Zhao Hongli's Bailang punch.
"Hahaha! Xiao Yu, you are simply hitting a stone with an egg! Let me see how powerful your **** pattern is!" Zhao Hongli laughed angrily.
Both are human-level eighth-rank **** pattern skills, but you must know that there is a full three-level difference in their strength!
The crowd held their breath for an instant. Judging from the momentum, Xiao Yu's fist style was really inferior.
But Jin Xubai's face shook again.
That young man just defeated himself with this **** pattern skill, but the person who didn't face this kind of power absolutely didn't know the horror.
But this time, he obviously felt that Xiao Yu's fist style was even bigger, the kind of deep and dead breath, even if he was 800 meters away, he felt a feeling of being swallowed by Mount Tai.
"boom!"
Xiao Yu's arm rose to meet the storm, and Shura fist turned into a fist-style, like tearing a space and wiping out the earth...
