Volume 2 Juvenile Journey Chapter 87 Breaking the Realm

A red flame rose from the middle-aged man's body, his qi soared, and his whole body was shrouded in bright red flames, just like the god of fire, exuding the terrifying aura of a snake heart.

The aura at the peak of the eight-story building was unreservedly vented.

"Die!"

One step and one hand to kill, the middle-aged man with a cold killing intent, he saw Su Ming's strength, but he was just a martial artist, in his opinion, it was just an existence that could be killed with a raised hand.

He is very conceited and arrogant, and he has been walking for many years, and he believes in his own strength.

Rumble!

A palm fell, the dazzling flames burst out, the brilliant spiritual light surged, a flame like the rivers and lakes burst the embankment, the ground under the feet was burned by the flames, a lot of gravel jumped apart, and the powerful strength was undoubtedly displayed.

Su Ming's expression was solemn, he greeted him, cast his fist seal, and the condensed fist momentum converged, and a punch blasted out, hitting the flames, facing the middle-aged man who cultivated far above him, Su Ming had no choice, if he wanted to win, he had to fight hard.

The flame palm fell, and it slammed into Su Ming's fist, like thunder falling into the air, making a vibrating sound.

Rumble!

The surrounding trees exploded, the smoke and dust were monstrous, and a powerful aura storm swept away, and those trees and stones were torn apart at the first time, and even the ground under his feet showed traces of fire.

The middle-aged man stood in place unharmed, but Su Ming fell back, and his face turned red under the erosion of the fire aura.

Stopping, Su Ming exhaled a breath of turbidity, and had to admit that the monk of the eight-story building in front of him was very powerful.

In the distance, the two brothers and sisters of the Yan family stood on a small hillside, looking down at the battle below, Yan Baixiang sneered, "It's really beyond my strength." ”

Yan Qingque shook his head and said in a deep voice: "Since he dares to punch the third uncle, he must have his own hole cards." ”

"I want to see what hole cards a mere martial artist can have!"

The middle-aged man, his long hair was scattered, blooming with a scorching light, extremely gorgeous, he looked at Su Ming in the distance and laughed, Su Ming was able to take his palm, which made him a little interested, he didn't like to torture and kill those wastes who could not be cultivated into him.

"That's a little interesting, don't die too quickly, if you can make me happy, I can not kill that child, otherwise don't blame me for being ruthless. ”

He chuckled, and the voice came directly into Su Ming's ears.

Su Ming took a deep breath and stared at the middle-aged man, he could see the mentality of this person, a real mountain monk, the life of an ordinary man was not worth mentioning in his eyes.

"You self-righteous qi practitioners, it's really unpleasant!"

The middle-aged man's eyes were like blades, he sneered, he didn't care about Su Ming's words, he walked step by step, the fire around him became stronger and stronger, three feet above the ground, stepping on the flames, the scorching light was like a fireball.

At this moment, he was like a god, shrouded in flames, the dazzling flames were filled with the power of destruction, the majestic aura was overflowing, and the temperature between heaven and earth had risen a lot.

The cultivation of the peak of the Eight-Story Building, the quasi-saints of the three holy lands of the Fearless City are all such cultivations, it is conceivable that for the younger generation, the Eight-Story Building is already strong enough.

The flames continued to rise and fall beside the middle-aged man, and his indifferent gaze locked on Su Ming, and he shouted in a low voice, "Die!"

The red flame drew a long river at his feet, and the middle-aged man stepped like a god, thinking about Su Ming and killing him, turning his hand to suppress it, and under the high order, the palm print continued to grow larger, like a volcano falling down.

"Vulcan Palm!"

The Dao method was cast, without reservation, and with all his strength, the falling flame palm formed a terrifying scene between heaven and earth.

Under such a palm, an ordinary seven-story building monk would also die, and such a powerful power was incomparably amazing.

The aura of heaven and earth was boiling and burning, and together they erupted with amazing flame power.

Boom!

The punch exploded into the sky, and its magnificent fist burst out, and the qi and blood in the body also exploded to the extreme at this moment, and all the power of the Quenching Bone Realm exploded.

Such a punch represents incomparable strength, standing there, Su Ming is like a god of war, the momentum is soaring, and the fist intent that shatters everything is diffused at this moment.

At the beginning, Liu Chen passed on to Su Ming three styles of boxing, each style contains a unique fist intent, and the big fist is in the air, shattering all directions.

Rumble!

Such a punch was struck, and it hit the flame divine palm, and the raging fire was dispersed by a punch, and the fist hit the huge palm.

Compared with the falling palm prints, Su Ming's fist looked extremely weak, but that power should not be underestimated, the fists and palms met, and an astonishing aura fluctuation erupted, and the exploding aura storm filled all directions.

Around, the grinding stone, like a blade of grass, flew into the sky under the astonishing aura storm, and the surrounding ancient trees were also burned by the flames.

Su Ming's feet sank into the earth, but the breath of the whole person became extremely sharp, blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth, it was too difficult to face the monk of the eight-story building, and his strength was far from enough.

Bang!

The middle-aged man fell down in one step and appeared beside Su Ming, smiled coldly, raised his hand and waved, and the flames rushed out like a dragon, knocking Su Ming's body out again.

Su Ming, who flew out upside down, smashed a boulder before stopping.

"It's kind of interesting to be able to take my two palms without dying, I keep my promise, you can die!"

The middle-aged man's eyes were cold and ruthless, his hands were sealed, and the aura around his body gathered out, releasing a magnificent and majestic aura, and the Dao seal loomed, but it seemed to suppress the eight directions of the world.

Behind him, a fiery lion dimly appeared, this was their Yan family exercise, although the figure was very faint and blurred, but under the resonance of the Dao seal, the power became more terrifying and majestic.

In an instant, that powerful cultivation climbed to the extreme, and the flames converged on the male lion behind him, and the middle-aged man's fingertips pointed forward, far away.

Su Ming took a breath, and with a little force under his feet, the whole person burst out, the sun and the moon appeared on his shoulders, and he picked the sun and moon on his shoulders, and his fist could swallow the sky.

That astonishing fist intent erupted from his body, and unlike the domineering destruction that shattered everything, the Heaven Devouring Fist that encompassed all directions carried an incomparable devouring power.

With a quick kill, he approached the middle-aged man, this was his only chance, as a martial artist, he could only hurt the middle-aged man by fighting in close quarters.

Rumble!

A punch comes out.

But he was stopped by the flame barrier beside the middle-aged man, and the barrier turned into aura blocked Su Ming's attack.

The middle-aged man sneered, and said with a disdainful expression: "I really thought I was one of those wastes who didn't know how to fight, and I would not be able to guard against this hand when fighting with your martial artists, I have to say that your strength is very strong, and the fist intent you master is also terrifying, you are very strong, but you must die today." ”

The illusory male lion behind him roared in the sky, and the scorching aura stirred in all directions, and rushed down towards the Su Ming in front of him.

Boom!

Su Ming flew out upside down and fell to the ground, his chest rose and fell violently, his face was pale, and blood couldn't stop spitting out.

The powerful blow went straight through his body and hit his bones, and under that simple punch, many of his sternums were broken, and the injury made him extremely painful.

The middle-aged man walked over, looked down at Su Ming condescendingly, and said coldly: "This world is not what you think, it's best to think about it before doing things, of course you don't have a future!"

A palm of negative pressure down.

Su Ming sensed a real death crisis.

"Don't!"

A sharp cry sounded, and the girl in the distance suddenly pounced, and a pure blue light flew out of her body, like a long rainbow across the sky, and appeared in front of Su Ming in the blink of an eye.

Bang!

One blow shatters.

The middle-aged man's figure exploded, and his face was extremely ugly looking at the blue light shattered in front of Su Ming, and in that blue light, he felt a trace of crisis.

The girl rushed to Su Ming's body, looking at Su Ming who fell to the ground with teary eyes, she was a little dazed.

"Don't die. ”

Listening to the cry with despair, Su Ming smiled with some difficulty: "Don't worry, it's not so easy to die." ”

The girl looked at Su Ming lying on the ground and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry, I hurt you." ”

"I don't blame you, really..."

The girl shook her head, tears continued to drip down, she didn't want anyone to die for her again, "I'm sorry..."

Seeing the girl stand up, Su Ming seemed to think of something, "Don't... Ahem..."

Blood coughed up.

The girl stood up, looked at the middle-aged man who was retreating, and said with red eyes: "I'll go with you, you let them go, otherwise I won't let you get my soul." ”

The middle-aged man's face was cold, and he looked at the demon girl in front of him with a gloomy face, this matter involved the Dao cultivation of the child of Qingque, if it weren't for this, he wouldn't have gone out in person, the things involved were too big to be missed.

After weighing it repeatedly, the middle-aged man glanced coldly at Su Ming, who fell to the ground, and then said, "Yes, I can let the two of them go, but I need you to voluntarily sacrifice your soul." ”

Compared to the souls they had deprived them of their actions, if this demon girl was willing to voluntarily sacrifice her soul, the benefits to Qingque's Dao cultivation would be unimaginable, and if that was the case, Qingque's future would definitely be expected to be in the realm of immortals.

The future of an earth immortal realm, and the life of a martial arts boy, it is not difficult to make a decision on this transaction.

"Good!"

The girl wiped away her tears and said softly.

After receiving the answer, the middle-aged man's face showed a happy smile, and he didn't make a move on Su Ming, a breeze blew, and he took the demon girl to the wind.

Su Ming sat up with difficulty, looking at the figure in the distance, his expression became extremely calm, but his eyes were filled with angry flames.

He had been thinking about whether he should break through the realm or not, but at this moment, the distant demon girl gave Su Ming the best answer.

After taking a sip of wine, Su Ming stood up little by little, looking into the distance, and the bones in his body made a crisp sound little by little.

As the sound became louder and louder, in the end, the aura in the sea of qi continued to pour into the limbs and hundreds of remains, and a power of qi and blood gushed out, and a crisp sound came out of Su Ming's body, like a dragon's groan.

Standing in place, feeling the unique power in his body, Su Ming endured the pain in his body, he swallowed an elixir and waited quietly.