Chapter Twenty-Seven: Let Erjiang and I Suppress Myself

"Boom!"

Jun Mo Linfu's punch caused the surrounding space to shake again and again, and the terrifying fist force collapsed and shrouded Xia Luo like a tsunami.

At this time, Xia Luo felt as if he was in a deep quagmire, trying to dodge, his movements suddenly became sluggish, and then Jun Mo Lin slammed his chest with a punch in his frightened eyes.

Xia Luo's body was like a meteor, shooting out backwards behind him.

Boom Boom!

The continuous muffled sound came through, and Xia Luo hit the ground heavily after hitting a large tree.

"Ahem..."

Xia Luo got up in embarrassment and coughed up a mouthful of blood, and all the clothes on his upper body were shattered, revealing a gold-colored armor. And at this moment, there was a sudden crack on the dazzling defensive armor.

"It's strong enough, but it's a pity that I didn't die last night. ”

Xia Luo's eyes overflowed with a faint killing intent, and then his body suddenly shot out.

Blood Wave Palm!

With a loud cry, blood red light overflowed from his body, like a killing god coming out of hell. A foul air spread. The surrounding space was stained blood-red. Then a palm turned into a huge wave, overwhelmingly slapping at Jun Molin, as if to kill him and crush his palm.

Jun Mo Lin looked at this terrifying palm lightly, feeling as if he was in hell, and the rich evil aura seemed to devour it.

Thunderstorm!

Buzz!

Jun Mo Lin let out a loud cry, and there was a crackling sound around him.

Rumble!

Suddenly, there was a thunderous explosion, and the surrounding space was filled with violent and brutal thunder, and the aura of destruction swept over the sky, and the surrounding ground was torn apart by the thunder arc. Jun Mo seems to be standing in the sea of thunder.

Like a god who controls ten thousand thunders!

Jun Mo Lin swung out a mighty punch, and in an instant, the thunder light and the palm print like a blood-colored wave bombarded together!

Rumble!

The moment the collision occurred, the waves of air rolled, the spiritual power overflowed, and the surrounding heaven and earth erupted with dazzling blue and blood-colored light, and the spectators felt their eyes stinged at this moment, as if they were bombarded at them.

Then the thunder suddenly swelled up, destroying the withering and decaying waves of blood, bombarding the chest and falling again.

"Bang!"

A dull sound came out, without any suspense, Xia Luo was like a cannonball flying upside down for dozens of feet, and then the figure fell directly from the void.

The moment it landed, the entire ground seemed to be shaking, and it felt as if all the internal organs were shattered, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth again. The talisman was shattered.

"It's... It's totally... Unilateral abuse!"

"Jun Mo is a great talent, Tianlong County is afraid that it is rare to meet this person in a thousand years. ”

......

The people outside the arena were undoubtedly not shocked by Jun Molin's strength, and said in amazement.

"Jun Mo Lin, Jun Mo Lin, do you think you will win this way?"

Xia Luo struggled to get up at this moment, a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and the hatred in his eyes was monstrous, and he swallowed the Spirit Pill in one gulp.

"Jun Molin, you forced me to do this!"

Suddenly, Xia Luo's spiritual power surged wildly, and the momentum continued to climb from the sixfold of the Spring Source Realm, to the seventh, eighth, and ninth levels, and then the spiritual power in the void continued to drum around his body.

"Jianghe Realm, break it for me!"

Xia Luo roared angrily, and the spiritual power around him burst out, and then the spiritual power storm raged, and the void erupted with a sharp sound of breaking the air, obviously... At this moment, the summer fall has reached the first level of the river realm!

"What kind of secret method is this, it has been promoted to the river realm in a few breaths!"

"Jun Molin, I'm afraid I'm in trouble!"

The people outside the arena exclaimed again, except for the people in Qingyang City, they all thought that this battle monarch Mo Lin would definitely lose, the river realm and the spring source realm were not the same concept at all, the two were very different, the difference between clouds and mud.

"It's a pity that it's still far from enough. ”

Jun Molin looked at Xia Luo's instantaneous change lightly, and still stood with his hands in his hands.

"Jun Molin, you will definitely be defeated!"

A loud shout came, and then Xia Luo stepped out, and a big pit suddenly burst out on the ground, and the figure suddenly ejected, appearing in front of Jun Molin as if teleporting, and a palm seemed to destroy heaven and earth, slamming down towards Jun Molin's head.

Ten Thousand Blood Waves!

Suddenly, the heavens and the earth turned into a sea of blood, and dozens of zhang of big handprints covered the sky and the sun fell from the sky.

"Yanyang Palm!"

Behind Jun Mo's arrival, it was as if the light of the sun was shining, blazing like the scorching sun, and his palm was like a sun, and a palm was slapped out, like a golden crow, and the void was burning.

"Boom!"

The palms were facing each other, and the void suddenly erupted into bursts of roars, and the wind and thunder exploded, like meteorites colliding.

"Boom, boom!" The roar continued to sound, like an earthquake, and the ground continued to shake, and the terrifying shock wave caused the trees to roll and crack the ground within a radius of 100 feet.

Then a figure shot out from the storm, and on the ground, it was forced to plow dozens of ravines before it could stabilize the figure.

"Behold, the one who was shaken back was Xia Luo. Everyone's eyes were full of horror, but they didn't expect that Xia Luo, who had cultivated to the river realm, still couldn't help Jun Molin.

"It's time for you to play for so long. ”

A cold cold sound came from Jun Molin's mouth, and then his figure approached Dao Xia in an instant.

Seeing this scene, Xia Luo's heart trembled violently and wanted to retreat, but Jun Molin's punch carried an earth-shattering force and was blatantly imprinted on his chest.

"Poof!"

Xia Luo spat out a mouthful of blood, and the figure flew upside down again and fell heavily to the ground.

"This punch is for Qin Lie to return to you, next... It's our account!"

"No, how can you hurt me, I'm a river realm!"

Xia Luo's face was pale and he roared hideously!

"Jianghejing, isn't it amazing?"

As soon as the voice fell, Jun Molin's figure reappeared in front of him and stood with his hands in his hands, and suddenly Xia Luo's figure flew upside down and stepped back.

"No one has ever made me so miserable, never, Jun Molin... I'm going to kill you!"

Xia Luo roared fiercely, his eyes were full of blood-red, and the majestic spiritual power around his body turned into yin and evil blood.

Suddenly, the blood light turned into a storm and swept away, covering the surrounding mountains and forests in an instant, and the blood light was everywhere like a prison enveloping Jun Molin.

The terrifying blood-colored storm seemed to tear through the void and strangled towards Jun Molin, wanting to shatter it.

"Yan Yangyan. At this moment, Jun Molin seemed to be in harmony with the sky, and the extreme flames filled his body, as if he wanted to burn the heavens and the earth, like a round of the sun shining between the heavens and the earth, as if swallowing the sea of stars in Zhou Tian, and in an instant, the surrounding void turned into a sea of fire.

Then Jun Mo Lin blasted out with a punch, and the extreme flames wrapped around his fist, breaking through the monstrous blood-colored storm in an instant, and smashing towards Xia Luo.

The Endless Blood Storm seemed to become furious, striking Jun Mo Lin's fist that radiated extreme flames, intending to destroy it.

"I'm afraid this blow is going to be decided!"

The palms of the people outside the stadium were sweating nervously, waiting for the result after this earth-shattering collision.

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