"Boy, report it, the old man does not kill the nameless people!"The old man waved his hand gently, and for an instant the breath of terror broke out, and the mountains around him seemed to be sinking, sinking by his breath.

The white river floated in the air, and the lower half of his body quickly gathered, holding a large ice cream and cold knife in his hand, laughing: "Before asking others' names, shouldn't they introduce themselves first?"

“The old man’s name is Philip, the Iron Fist...Philip!”The old man spoke slowly.

Baihe smiled, “The title of iron fist is too small to see your excellency, it is better to call it a diamond punch!”

“It doesn’t matter, now you eat the old man’s fist first!”Philip was light, his body had appeared behind the White River, and the terrible fist directly exploded, and a huge fist-shaped pit appeared on the ground.

The White River body split in half, spun in the air, with one hand clenched with a large ice cream-flowered chilling knife, avoiding Philip's fist, and as the shock wave came he waved a knife at Philip.

But the shock wave generated by Philip's bombardment of the ground was faster and more violent than he had expected, and he was almost able to cut off Philip's scalp, but then the shock wave of terror bombarded directly on his body, directly dispersed his body, and blew him out, and the big ice cream and cold knife also turned wildly, and then flew out together.

"From the potholes on the ground, it is certain that there can be no such strong shock wave, but the shock wave is indeed stronger than calculated, this punch is interesting!"

The White River's body was rapidly reorganized, and the big ice cream and cold knife flew back to his hands in an instant, and he looked at Philip and mused.

But now is not the time to explore Philip's moves, he found that Philip's body is very interesting, although the body defense is strong, but not perverted, but the attack is first-class.

This kind of inequivalence of attack and defense shows that this force belongs to external forces, but it can greatly enhance its own attack power.

This is Philip’s personal secret.

White River did not initially have the idea of killing, intrusion into Philip's territory will certainly be attacked, this is a natural thing, but when he saw Philip's secret skills, he already had the intention of killing.

Evil is just a thought.

White River does not care whether his actions are in line with justice, after all, he is not a decent person, and what he has to say is probably to be sequential and neutral.

Once the killing is breeding, the White River looks at Philip, like a hunter looking at the prey.

Philip could feel the change of the White River, but he did not care about it, he had never thought of leaving the White River from beginning to end, and the killing intention had already boiled in his chest.

He seemed reckless and had actually been thinking about how to kill the White River.

The vitality of the White River is too tenacious, which makes him very nerve-wracking, powerful sometimes divided into many kinds, strong, strong, strong vitality...

Different powers have different ways of fighting, and Philip understands that he must kill White River before his own strength runs out, otherwise it must be him who dies.

This kind of strategy, which relies on strong vitality and dragging the enemy to death, has not been encountered in the past, but it is extremely difficult to achieve the degree of perversion of the White River, which also proves the terribleness of the White River.

At this time, Philip admitted that the strength of the White River is on the same level as itself, although the type is different, but it is really difficult.

Many thoughts on both sides are actually in one thought.

Philip examined that his way of fighting has always been a one-force approach, and what he can do now is to restore the White River, he only has one way, after all, his means are only these, and his skills are limited to this.

For an instant, he set his feet on the earth, his fist bent and relented, and then he jumped up, from the sky to the earth, and a fist came out.

Pumping fists? thumping.

A powerful shock wave erupts from his fist, forming a huge burqa directly to the ground.

Everything within the scope of the attack, the trees flexed and burst, and then began to break, and the whole mountain began to bulge.

The White River is directly pressed into the ground by the shock wave, and the body quickly disperses.

Eventually the whole mountain disappeared for the most part, the ground formed a huge pothole, Philip landed a little gasping, watching the big pit on the ground silent.

He knew that the White River was not dead.

The next second, the big ice and snow frost and cold knife in the big pit flew out in an instant, flying like an arrow to Philip, Philip avoided the attack, just to reach out to grab the handle, the big ice frost and cold knife instantly cut down the blade, directly to Philip's hand.

Philip went to get one hand, but the other hand also made another preparation, and at the moment of the knife falling, the pump punch was trembling, and the big ice cream and cold knife were directly flown out.

"It's a great attack, but it's no use."A large amount of water condensed, the White River gradually became clear, he held a knife and looked at Philip, said lightly.

Philip nodded, "That's what I expected."

"Well, it seems you want to kill me, and I'm curious, and you'll think of a way!"The river said with a smile.

Philip shook his head and suddenly punched.

This punch came so fast that the White River was instantly dispersed, and Philip jumped into the air again and punched the White River.

Small pump fist? Sunday's throbbery!

Philip quickly punched, each punch is a scaled-down version of the previous pump fist, which firmly controls the attack within a certain range, but the frequency is greatly improved.

Countless divine nuclear particles, floating around at this time, record everything, and understand Philip's tactical thinking, it is obvious that Philip is constantly attacking him, so that he can not recover, and eventually exhausted vitality or recovery.

This is a good idea, if it is to deal with the general immortal, perhaps it can really exhaust each other's strength.

But the resilience of the White River is not dependent on life force at all, but on something more mysterious, a force that distorts reality.

Philip would fail.

A day later, lava had appeared where Philip had stood, a pothole in the depths, and the blazing magma was emitting black smoke, and Philip stood in the lava, respite slightly.

He fired hundreds of billions of punches in order to kill the White River completely.

His power concentrated on a small scale, and bombarded everything, like an iron, even if he was a little indulging.

“It should be dead!”

He thought to himself that if he could not kill in this way, it would be too perverted.

However, then his face changed greatly, and countless water vapor appeared, and then a large number of water droplets were formed, and the water droplets were polymerized to form a crooked human form.

"Sleep, it's much refreshing, old Philip, good morning!"The humanoid opens the way, and at the same time makes an stretching movement.

Philip's face suddenly darkened after the alarm, and his fist clasped involuntarily.

At this time, the White River slowly recovered, and the big ice cream and cold knife that had been hit before the shock wave did not know where to fly, quickly flew, and fell directly into his palm.

“Let’s continue!”

White River looked at Philip and smiled.

He also cut his face directly, and after Philip avoided it, his mouth suddenly moved, but he made no sound.

Next, the White River continued to attack, Philip seems to be quite consumed, actually just constantly dodging, not even a counter-offensive.

The White River manipulated the flow of water into a blade, blocking Philip's retreat, Philip could not avoid it, had to punch and blow the water blade, and continued to dodge.

The two unconsciously went from the pit to the ground, and then climbed another mountain, where they passed in a disarray, the trees were all exploding, and some strange creatures were affected and turned into corpses.

Suddenly, Philip fought back, and he avoided the attack of the White River, punching the air in front of the White River and directly exploding the White River.

He did not touch the White River because the body of the White River is very strange, so perverted vitality, he lived so old, has never seen.

The next moment, he jumped up and punched the ground directly, and the golden hood suddenly appeared, covering the whole sky.

It was Philip’s students who came!

These melee wizards are all surrounded by a fist, a hand holding out their palms forward, and a ball of light is in the palm of the palm.

These spheres of light shoot out golden lines, and countless lines eventually form a light cover.

Philip fell among the apprentices and said, “Start!”

All the melee wizards moment the muscles erupt with the power of terror, and everything in the golden hood is pressed directly into the ground.

Philip had to take the old, before the continuous outbreak, and his physical strength was indeed close to running out, so he could only greet his apprentices together.

A person’s power, after all, has limits.

Philip looked at all the apprentices, and he could not help but sigh, and the power of this method was good, distributed to everyone, and the consumption was very small, and the continuity far exceeded his own.

But then his mind changed.

In an instant, the terrible cold burst, extending from the golden light cover, and the ground instantly added a layer of white frost.

Philip looked up at the sky, and a drop of rain fell on his cheek, and he realized it was not good.

In fact, the White River was attacked for a day and a night, the body did not forcibly recover, the reason is very simple, Philip from the beginning to the end of the body is not really important part, just the hands and feet of the body, the white river head has long quietly risen to the sky, manipulating a lot of water vapor, condensed clouds.

It was a very slow process that took a day and a night to complete.

When the rain fell, the speed went from slow to fast, and gradually became extremely fast, Philip's pupil contracted in an instant, opened his mouth to roar, and a drop of rain fell on the melee wizard next to him, and the wizard fell to the ground in an instant.

The body of a melee wizard is very powerful, but it must be compared with whom.

The attack of the White River has been brewing for so long, every drop of water falls, it is accelerated to the extreme by the White River, if you can't hurt these ordinary melee wizards, then the White River is better than going home to plow the fields, but also find what to rob people.

When Philip was concerned about his disciples, a knife suddenly pierced his chest, and the frost quickly spread, and his skin turned pale in color.

When?

Philip’s eyes shifted to the right, and one hand of the White River held the big ice cream and cold knife, right behind him.