The strength of the bald man is extraordinary!

This time, when various circumstances prevailed, the bald man was full of confidence.

Of course, he was full of confidence, and the bald man did not mean to despise the Daoist in terms of means. Immediately after, this guy's eyes narrowed slightly, and he sneered: "You're a little interesting!"

"But that's all, now I'll let you see what real strength is!" Before the words fell, the bald strong man suddenly crossed out his hands, and heard a buzzing and trembling sound burst out.

It's gone in the blink of an eye.

Two huge hammers were presented by his two hands, one grasping the other.

If it is said.

The bald man just now was close to the level of the head of a faction.

So now that he has taken out his weapon, his prestige has increased again, and the momentum of the whole person is no longer inferior to the master of this level.

"Little Daoist, prepare to bear the hammer of my wrath!"

Rumble!

The bald man's heavy soles stomped heavily on the ground.

A heavy and solid floor was shattered by this guy in an instant. The next moment, the bald strong man also took advantage of this momentum, and roared again, and in an instant, he was already flying into the air, and the powerful aura that burst out pushed his body, like a moving mountain, towards the Shocking Feather Daoist.

This moment!

The arrogance that had just subsided burned wildly again.

The Bright Saint King's eyes lit up, and he smiled, "This time it's nine out of ten!"

"With such a strong and domineering force, can't you take a little Taoist priest like this?" his master agreed with him.

The Venerable also nodded.

He didn't speak, though.

But with his own actions, he agreed with the views of the two holy kings.

In fact.

It would be no problem for an existence that burned such terrifying power to take down a monk who was less than the Triple Perfection Realm.

Compared to the three quadruple cultivators opposite, they looked satisfied.

Fengyu Zhenren's expression was calm, still the same as just now, the slightest strange look did not appear.

He's calm!

Fang Yushan was also calm.

Qin Feng, who was a bystander at this moment, was the same.

And the Shocked Feather Daoist who was under the bombardment of the bald man's furious hammer just moved his eyes slightly, and said indifferently: "Sometimes, it is not whose voice is louder that means who is more reasonable. ”

"This matter, pushed to our matter, the same is true. ”

"No matter how loud your Excellency shouts, it's useless!"

"If you want to defeat me with such power, I can only say, you think too much!" Before the words fell, the Shocking Feather Daoist was already spinning, and almost instantly, the whole person had turned into a spiritual light, between the light and shadow, it melted into the void, and between the lightning and flint, it disappeared without a trace directly from the critical blow of the hammer of fury that erupted from the bald strong man.

The next moment!

Just listen to the boom.

The two sledgehammers, which were completely missed, slammed heavily on the ground.

There was a clattering sound that rippled endlessly, and the entire ground could not withstand such a violent impact, and in an instant, a huge spider web-like crack area with a radius of more than ten meters appeared.

Deep and terrifying arrogance.

Exploded on the spot.

And the attack was empty, and even the bald strong man who didn't even have any clothes next to the Shocking Feather Daoist completely exploded.

"Bastard, you have the ability, don't run!"

To know.

Such an attack is equivalent to the embodiment of his strongest strength.

But now.

Not even the shadow of the opponent was touched.

Something like that.

Let the bald man and the wounded.

This guy's already uncalm mood is like an ant on a hot pot, and he is already on the verge of mourning.

It's also at this time!

The calm voice of the Shocked Feather Daoist came from behind him: "If you are so capable, you will lower your cultivation to the same level as me! If you can do it, I will fight you face to face!"

The bald man's eyelids jumped wildly.

He certainly wouldn't do that.

To do so is tantamount to disarming one's own combat effectiveness.

The next thing is to be at the mercy of the other party. For this point, the bald strong man has already understood it very well through the short battle with the Shocking Feather Daoist.

on the same realm.

He's not an opponent at all.

Suppressing cultivation is purely looking for death.

He wouldn't do that unless he's crazy!

At this time, the bald man said sharply: "You think of beauty!" The voice gradually rose, and this guy was already swinging on the spot, wielding two sledgehammers, and smashing them behind him with a bang.

Merely.

He's fast.

The speed of the Shocking Feather Dao people is even faster.

The moment his sledgehammer came out, the Shocking Feather Daoist was already flying into the air, snorted, and disappeared without a trace from his critical blow.

Follow.

The slightly ridiculous voice of the Startling Feather Daoist burst into the ears of the bald man: "In that case, why do you ask me to face you face to face?"

"Don't use your own principles, it's asking others!"

"This will only show your ignorance and cowardice!"

"Bastard!" the bald man hissed and roared, "You are worthy of teaching me a lesson?" Seeing this guy's ears, he kept beating, relying on his ability to listen to the sound and defend the position, after capturing the position of the Shocking Feather Daoist.

This guy is in shape again.

Boom!

Two sledgehammers burst out again.

Merely.

The result this time is still the same as just now, even though it has a strong and domineering destructive power, it can't hurt the people of the Shocking Feather Dao in the slightest. On the contrary, he couldn't touch the Shocking Feather Daoist several times in a row, which made the breath of the bald man even more scattered.

Time!

The bald man roared: "Get out of here!"

"Get out of here!"

Boom Boom!

The bald man seemed to be crazy, wielding his hammer, crazy crit, and the void in all directions. The air on the top of the nine-story mountain, which was already not calm, was simply stirred up by this guy's hammer.

Suddenly.

Wisps of restless breath, rampage.

If it weren't for the people standing here, everyone's cultivation strength would be extraordinary, and I am afraid that they would all be directly bombarded down the mountain by the terrifying momentum that this guy bloomed.

Seeing this scene, Feng Yu Zhenren was a little surprised, and soon couldn't help but laugh again, and said, "This person's cultivation should not be less than the Triple Perfection, right?"

The Venerable's face was dark.

He did not answer, nor did he refute.

It should have been said by Fengyu Zhenren.

The Bright Saint King said coldly, "So what?"

Feng Yu Zhenren said indifferently: "The cultivation that has been forcibly promoted, even if he has gained extraordinary combat strength, when he encounters an opponent who is weak and can be crushed, he can naturally move forward and win the opponent! But if he encounters a difficult opponent, he can't win it in one go! If he has not experienced the state of mind of cultivation and tempering, he will jump out and interfere with his actions." ”

"Just like now, this person in your Holy See has the strength of a domineering body, but because his state of mind is not tempered, he has not been able to get the results he wants in a few consecutive moves. ”

"That's what it is!"

"This one, he is doomed!"

The Bright Saint King's facial muscles throbbed a few times, and he said coldly, "That's not necessarily!"

Fengyu Zhenren smiled and said nothing.

The Bright Saint King touched a nail, and the expression on his face became deeper and deeper. The next moment, this fourfold realm cultivator said in a loud voice: "Waste, you can't even take a guy whose cultivation is not as good as yours, what use does my Holy See want you?"

It was the bald man's facial muscles beating between the vibrations of his heart, and wisps of more impetuous breath were revealed from his eyes.

It's okay if the Bright Saint King doesn't say it, but when he says it, he is even more anxious!

It's also at this time!

The bald strong man happened to see that the speed of the Shocking Feather Daoist was a little slower, and his eyes couldn't help but light up, and he rushed forward without thinking about it, and said sharply: "I know!"

"Your speed can't burst without limits!"

"It's not smooth now, is it?"

"Hahaha, weren't you very good just now?"

"Now it's my turn!"

"Little Taoist, get out of here!"

Boom.

The bald man wielded a furious hammer and struck down.

The Bright Saint King, who witnessed this scene, directly closed his eyes, let out a long breath, and said, "Lost!"

His master, the whole look he presented, is not very good-looking.

As for the Holy Venerable, he said indifferently: "Don't worry, there is a third game!"

Speaking of the third scene.

The Bright Saint King couldn't help but look at the red-robed female cultivator and shook his head.

Let's be honest.

He had no faith in the woman at all.

If it was before Qin Feng came, maybe there were.

But before, Qin Feng cleared the customs continuously and killed all the way.

The strength embodied in the whole is really too strong, even this red-robed female cultivator is an existence with rare strength.

But the Holy King of Light had no faith.

The current Bright Saint King's whole mood is not very good.

If the bald man loses this one.

Qin Feng in the back won the last game again, and there is no doubt that they lost this exchange.

Once lost.

Some time later.

They can only stop and put down their plans to cross to China for the time being.

It's just that at this time, the Holy Venerable smiled again: "Don't worry, in the third game, we will definitely not lose!"

The Bright Saint King was stunned for a moment, and looked at the sworn Saint Venerable in disbelief.

The Lord did not explain.

The Bright Saint King set his gaze on his master again.

But he didn't want his master to shake his head.

Time!

The Bright Saint King's brows furrowed, and he secretly mused, "Could it be that our Holy See still has any secret weapons?"

But it's also at this time.

The flaw that the bald man thought he had found was just an afterimage deliberately revealed by the Shocking Feather Daoist. I saw the violent hammer strike past, and without a single face, it tore the afterimage to pieces.

The fluctuations of the air throughout the scene are even deeper.

Just even so.

But there was still no trace of the frightened Feather Daoist, and at this time, the bald man was dragged forward by his own strength.

The whole body is unstable, shaky, and completely uncontrollable.

But it was also at this time.

A little cold breath suddenly appeared.