Power is equally important to warriors and mages. It is the first step to become extraordinary and the foundation.

When Fengpeng acupoints move, the vital energy in the whole body spontaneously flows, and the vital energy in the reverse direction penetrates into the divine palace, which in turn stimulates the power.

The powerful blue sword shadow shook, and the roaring white tiger's heart dissipated like a bubble.

Feng Peng calmly adjusted his strength and soul again, took over his body and energy, and improved his condition to the best.

He didn't dare to ignore it, so he must kill Gao Zhengyang with one sword. If Gao Zhengyang ran away, it would be difficult for the White Tiger to kill.

Moreover, if Gao Zhengyang goes crazy before his death, it will be easy to kill other people.

Remove all the impetuousness and anger from the whole heart. Feng Peng, who stands with a sword, is calm and calm, and his spirit is condensed on the sword's edge.

The subtle changes in divine will appear and turn into a sharp aura.

Gao Zhengyang couldn't help but secretly praise Feng Peng did have the character and demeanor of a swordsman.

However, the stronger the opponent, the more excited Gao Zhengyang is, the more fighting spirit he has.

"Suffer to die!"

Gao Zhengyang shouted deeply, clenched his hands with weak hands, which looked like fists but not fists, and claws but not claws. Feng Peng, who was in front and behind, blasted his chest.

He looked like a tiger pounced on his prey, and even his fist was imitating the tiger's flesh.

The most important thing is that Gao Zhengyang's fierce hunting aura was completely purged by the tiger's culling, and it looked like a human-shaped tiger pounced on him.

Feng Peng was also a little amazed. This style of boxing has already gained the essence. As long as you continue to practice, you can always condense the martial spirit.

"It's a pity that there is no day!"

Feng Peng was sneering, urging a storm to sting, and a sword light flashed and arrived at Gao Zhengyang's chest.

But at this moment, he faintly heard the sound of a tiger roar.

Feng Peng's heart tightened, and knew something was wrong, but it was a little late. The roar of the tiger came into his ears, shaking his whole body with blood rippled, and the sword tip was flowing like light flowing.

Gao Zhengyang's left hand tweaked like a tiger's claw, pressing it on the sword. With extremely powerful force, the sword's edge was swept away.

With one claw in his right hand, he was grabbing Feng Peng's heart.

When the tiger claws went down, Gao Zhengyang's five fingers holding him suddenly popped out, just like a tiger popping out its claw tip.

As soon as he grabbed it, Feng Peng's protective soft bank armor was scratched. A big hole was opened, including the sternum.

The subsequent palm power was spitting out again, and the violent power penetrated like Feng Peng's body, shattering his clothes on his back.

This black tiger's heart was used by Gao Zhengyang and was extremely cruel and incredible.

Feng Peng stood there, with a big bloody hole in the middle of his chest.

He knew he would die, so he asked unwillingly: "How can you block my martial spirit?"

"Wu Po, I have it too."

Gao Zhengyang looked as if he was taken for granted, "Didn't your son tell you?"

"Puff..." Feng Peng was so angry that he vomited a mouthful of blood, and could not speak anymore.

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