The sand in the sky was still forming a whirlwind, flying violently.

And the battle, the winner has already been decided.

The one-handed Buddha got up from the ground, his whole body covered with mud and sand.

He gritted his teeth and stared at Su Zhuo's faint figure in the sky, and said angrily: "Su Zhantian, you are very powerful, but today, even if I burn my blood and forcibly improve my strength in the true god realm, I will kill you!!"

After saying that, the one-handed Buddha's whole person was suddenly enveloped in raging flames.

In the throat of the other party, an extremely tragic sound sounded.

And the momentum on the other party began to rise again.

Burning blood and improving strength is generally a good idea.

This is a style of play that injures 1,000 enemies and inflicts 800 self-inflicted losses.

But as a last resort, this is also the best way to fight with all your back.

In just a minute or so, the strength of the one-handed Buddha has increased by nearly fifty percent.

At this time, a figure also slowly fell from the wild sand in the sky.

Su Zhuo, stepping on the soft sand, he didn't even have much breath on him, as if he was an ordinary person, he slowly walked towards the one-handed Buddha.

But his voice filled the entire space.

"One-handed Buddha, even if you burn all your blood today, you will not be able to escape death, and if your strength is increased by fifty percent, you are also a pseudo-god realm, not a real god realm. ”

Su Zhuo's eyes were filled with a little contempt and coldness, "Today, I'll let you see how your so-called Waste Dragon's bloodline crushed you!!"

When the words fell, Su Zhuo stretched out his hand and pointed to the wild sand in the sky, and then pinched a trick.

Then he stretched out his hand and pointed to the one-handed Buddha.

Roar!!

A dragon roar that shook the heavens and the earth filled the heavens and the earth.

The wild sand in the sky actually gathered into a hundred-meter-long dragon, circling and flying in mid-air.

The furious dragon groans made everyone at the scene change color.

This dragon is not simply a shape made of sand, it seems that the real body and soul of the dragon are contained in it.

When Su Zhuo stretched out his hand and pointed to the one-handed Buddha.

The dragon let out an earth-shattering sound again, and then swooped down towards the one-handed Buddha.

Although the momentum of the one-handed Buddha was raised to the extreme, the dragon that swooped down still made his face look like ashes.

How could he not feel the fierce and incomparable power contained in that dragon, it was like a huge green mountain falling on his head

However, the dragon's speed was extremely fast, and in just an instant, it rushed to the side of the one-handed Buddha.

Therefore, the one-handed Buddha had no chance to escape at all, he could only clench his fist, pull up the power of heaven and earth, and mobilize the strength of his whole body, and bombarded out with a punch.

Bang!!

This punch made a sonic boom, and even the air seemed to be compressed to the extreme by this punch.

One-handed, one-handed Buddha has a dignified face.

Even, his heart is a dead ash.

Because, the oppression brought to him by the dragon that swooped down was too strong.

In his heart, he already had a very ominous premonition.

It can be said that in this move, the one-handed Buddha did not have confidence at all.

In the end, the one-handed Buddha's punch had already slammed into the huge dragon head when the distance of the dragon was still more than ten meters away.

Rumble!!

The entire space shook violently.

It's as if a rocket exploded in the air.

But!!!

The dragon that swooped down, let out a roar of rage, but its speed did not decrease at all.

In other words, this punch did not have any impact on the dragon's attack at all.

Ultimately.

Rumble!!

The dragon collided with the one-handed Buddha.

The moment the two collided, the dragon seemed to carry a storm in the sky, with magnificent momentum and murderous intent.

The one-handed Buddha, on the other hand, was pale.

Even, the other party's body trembled a little, and his eyes showed incomparable fear.

At this moment, this absolute powerhouse, who claimed to have just entered the divine realm, seemed to be a small boat in the stormy seas, looking so helpless and powerless......

With the earth-shattering crash sound.

The ground on which the one-handed Buddha was standing collapsed in an instant.

The entire beach seems to have turned into a turbulent sea in an instant, and it has risen and fallen violently.

This turmoil also dragged the nearby sea area, and the originally calm sea surface shook violently in an instant, setting off a huge tide.

And.

The impact was not just a wave.

Bang bang......

Every time the dragon collided with the one-handed Buddha, it lost one point.

And each time, it was able to inflict incomparable damage on the one-handed Buddha.

I don't know how many times this impact lasted, but the dragon formed by the sand eventually disappeared completely.

In the end, all that was left was a looming dragon, hovering in the air, letting out a dragon groan.

In the end, Su Zhuo waved his hand, and after the dragon let out a dragon groan again, it swooped down from the sky and entered Su Zhuo's body with a thud.

"It's the body of the Holy Dragon!"

In the crowd, someone finally let out an exclamation.

Because Su Zhuo and the One-handed Buddha mentioned the body of the holy dragon before, many people also learned about the body of the holy dragon.

I have to say that this kind of unique physique has infinite temptation for people in the martial arts world.

Soon, the crowd shifted their attention to the place where the one-handed Buddha had been standing.

There, a deep crater with a diameter of several tens of meters has already appeared.

It's just that they didn't find each other.

So, where did the one-handed Buddha go?!

Everyone's eyes were full of puzzlement.

However, Su Zhuo soon gave an explanation.

"One-handed Buddha, he's dead. ”

Su Zhuo said lightly.

Immediately, under the strange gaze of everyone, Su Zhuo walked to the huge pit step by step.

At the edge of the pit, Su Zhuo kicked out a head with his foot.

It's just that most of the flesh and blood on this skull have disappeared.

Su Zhuo raised his foot and stomped on the skull, smashing it to pieces.

On this day, the master of Jingwumen, the one-handed Buddha, the second prince of the island country, died!!

(End of chapter)