Inside the bar.

Eight figures turned into afterimages and circled and shuttled through the field.

Instantly trapped in the middle of summer.

"Dangdang...... When!"

The stormy sword collision did not stop for a second, leaving a flick of disillusioned sparks in mid-air.

It's fleeting.

Connected again.

Meanwhile.

Xia Wuru put his hands behind his back and slowly moved his steps.

He seemed to be waiting, but in fact he was changing with the attack formation of eight middle-aged people.

He's looking for an opportunity.

Some things can't be hidden.

Many of the things he did in the summer were specially collected and understood.

For example, the grudge between him and the Guardian Spirit Alliance, and the grudge with the Guwu family and the Guwu sect.

Who he killed, and what kind of cultivation did the other party have?

Ever since he learned that Xia Qianyu had such a son, he had never slackened.

In the ninth mountain abroad, he continuously killed the overlord-level powerhouses in the summer, which he also knew very well.

Even, not long ago, the rumors of a battle in Wangjiazhuang and the defeat of King's Landing in the summer naturally fell into his ears.

Although I don't know if this rumor is true or not, it makes Xia ruthlessly attach great importance to it.

It is groundless, not necessarily fake.

He realized early on that one day, Summer would come to Xia's house to take revenge.

And these eight supreme powerhouses are prepared for him.

Even, if he had the chance, he wouldn't mind sneaking up.

For the sake of the family...... It doesn't matter if you are embarrassed or not.

Turbulence.

His pupils narrowed, and his eyes flickered.

Boom! His figure erupted with a palpitating momentum, and a fierce and terrifying aura emanated out.

Immediately afterward, this breath was extremely restrained.

If you look at it, his whole person has a sense of isolation, like a vague shadow.

Sou.

He moved.

The moment it moved, the momentum that had been converging exploded again.

In the afterimage, there seemed to be a large invisible wave of qi rolling and stirring.

Even the air is distorted.

And his realm is different from the absolute defense of King's Landing, and it is also different from the compressed air of Chu Shanhe and the empress.

It's even more different from the summer boost.

No.

To be exact, his realm is essentially the same as Summer's realm, but has evolved into a different form.

When he jumped up, he was like a giant who opened the sky, and the moment he fell, he brought this 'general trend' with him.

It's like a huge mountain pressing down!

A punch comes out.

The air is twisted.

The hall was instantly enveloped by this general situation, and only the sound of crackling and whining and sharp wind whistles could be heard.

I could only see the fist that had turned into a substantial fist on the surface of Xia Ruthless's fist! Everyone held their breath and stared closely.

Inside the field.

Summer's figure is as erratic as disillusionment, as if completely distorted.

The strange thing is that the space where he passes seems to be completely deformed.

In the pupils of people's observation, there seems to be a visual touch of looking at people through the bathtub.

This state is very similar to when Xia Wuru first started...... Because this is an external state that is very obvious in the realm of the void.

Turbulence.

His form froze abruptly.

In the face of the two supreme powerhouses who had just crossed over, he raised his arms like lightning.

The palm of the hand is like a knife, shaking continuously.

In an instant, he turned around and slashed into the void.

Walk directly between the two who sneaked up on them from behind.

The moment the two sides came into contact, the power of the void exploded at one point in an instant.

Click, click, click, click, click, four crisp bone cracking sounds in succession rang out, accompanied by four painful muffled grunts.

These four people, as if they had received an unknown heavy blow, flew out in mid-air.

Not landed.

He was no longer breathing.

It's not over.

An afterimage crossed Summer's body.

When he appeared, he had already reached the other two, and his two arms were like cobras attacking in an instant, and they suddenly reached into the void, dragged, dragged, and shaken.

Upon a look, he grabbed their wrists.

With a single pull, they lost their balance.

dragged and shaken, so that they could not gather together in an instant.

The battle of masters is a glimmer of life.

This moment is enough for summer.

He let go of his hand.

Arms extended.

Take a sharp step forward.

"Ho!"

This moment.

His restrained power exploded at one point.

The clothes on his body were rattling, and his thick black hair was flying wildly.

The arms swung like double dragons, and when they were stretched, they were like opening the door hard, and they bombarded the chests of the two of them.

Instantly.

The stirring dust was turned into a wave of air visible to the naked eye.

The two of them ploughed the ground with their feet and fell back more than ten meters in the crackling sound of cracking.

Crashed to the ground.

Vomiting blood.

And then it didn't move.

It's a long story, but there's no sluggishness in between.

It happened in an instant.

Six members of the Xia family, who were extremely powerful, died violently.

At the same time, Xia's ruthless fist had already attacked.

In mid-air, there seemed to be heavy air waves beating and tumbling layer by layer.

There was a loud bang, and the fist wind drove the mighty trend straight into the summer.

"Boom" is nothing fancy.

The forces that belong to the Void realm collide directly.

Summer is also greeted with an iron fist, like the sound of gold and iron clashing.

Between the two, an extremely violent wave of air swept out.

Layer by layer, it turned into a shock wave and swept outward.

Everywhere I passed, the tables, chairs, and red wine in the hall were all shattered.

Such a scene made everyone in the Xia family exclaim.

This terrifying wave of qi rolled wantonly, and the circle of people in front of it was directly swept away.

There was even more chaos in the back, and everyone in the Xia family retreated again and again! "Okay! I really didn't expect you to reach the Most Holy Spirit!"

Xia Wuru was obviously shocked, but he couldn't think much about it at this time.

After the words fell, he threw thirty-six punches in a row.

Xia Wuru was wearing a white practice uniform, and his beard and hair were all white, but there was no trace of the smell of fairy wind bones.

Contrarily.

At this moment, he not only did not look like an old man, but looked like an enraged lion.

Punches in quick succession.

A punch is faster than a punch, and a punch is heavier than a punch.

The second punch is superimposed on the power of the first punch.

This is also one of the reasons why the Xia family can become the first family in the hidden world.

A master of the same level, few people dare to shake the Xia family...... The important thing is that the first punch is hard to shake, and the second punch has no room to dodge at all, so it can only be shaken hard all the time.

It's the same now.

Summer can only meet each punch without any fancy, the terrifying power fluctuations, turning into waves of qi surging, fists colliding, like gold and iron in the exchange, deafening.

Around.

The Xia family, who had avoided from afar, were all shocked.

Many people saw Xia ruthlessly for the first time, but they didn't expect it to be so powerful.

But they were even more shocked by the terrifying strength of Summer, and they would not back down at all, and their fists were hard to shake...... It is a kind of resoluteness that does not leave a way out for itself! I am invincible! At the same time.

The last two supreme masters in the field also took this opportunity to attack the two sides behind Summer with lightning strikes.

"Die!"

Xia ruthlessly roared like a raging lion.

Hit the strongest blow.

This is already the extreme of Xia Jiaba's fist strength, and with his ultimate strength, he can only swing thirty-six punches in a row.

Especially the last punch, under the superposition of power, coupled with his own 'general trend', it is really like a giant mountain brutally oppressive.

The furious waves of air shattered one tile after another.

It was as if it had been struck by terrible frenzied lightning, and the sky was covered with raging dust and debris, all shattered in the twisted waves of air.