"Presumptuous!"

Looking at the big hand grabbing behind his back, Situ Xing's face couldn't help but change greatly, and his palm was even more clenched into a fist, like a dragon and snake rising from the land, smashing heavily into the air.

Rumble!

As Situ Xing drank violently, a sound like thunder suddenly came from the air.

Countless qi forces raged, forming ripples that were visible to the naked eye.

There were countless gangfeng sweeping, whether it was Situ Xing or that big hand, they couldn't help but take a few steps back.

"It's so strong!"

The cardinal archbishop stood in the air, rubbed his palm, which was already numb and aching, and looked at the sentence of the living dragon and tiger, and his heart couldn't help but sink.

You must know that he was waiting for work just now, and he was still a sneak attack, in this case, he didn't take advantage, which shows that Si Tu's strength is far above him.

Thinking of this, there was some retreat in his eyes.

Fortunately, though, he wasn't alone.

Just as a few people were fighting, Pan Sen, wearing a red cloak and holding a long axe, roared like a gladiator from the sky.

Rumble!

The tremendous force slammed into the ground, causing the soil to open up, revealing a layer of black humus within, and in some places, scattered gravel could be seen.

None of these are the scariest of them, though.

What was terrifying was that a visible Qi was still visible to the naked eye, with his feet in a circle, and spread rapidly to all sides.

Everywhere you go, whether it is rocks, soil, or grass and trees, they are torn apart in an instant...

"What is this?"

"What is this?"

Looking at the wind raging like a tornado, both the cardinal and the Situ Torture couldn't help but squint their eyes slightly.

What a powerful force!

With this strength alone, the innate martial artist can be shattered...

However, although this energy is strong, it is not terrible for Si Tu Xing...

Rumble!

Rumble!

Rumble!

The long axe in the hand of the Lord of War, Pan Sen, swung in the air, not only shattering the air, but also leaving countless phantoms, real and fake, dizzying.

Confusion!

Cold!

Slaughter!

Disaster!

All kinds of negative information are black smoke, like a poisonous snake biting.

There was also a tall military flag erected, and countless samurai wearing exotic armor kept rushing and killing under the leadership of the generals, roaring...

Countless buildings were burned in the fire, and countless people were trampled by iron hooves.

There are ruins everywhere, rivers of blood everywhere... It's like the end of the world.

Look at Pan Sen's fist intent!

Situ Xing subconsciously retreated, his brows furrowed slightly, and his eyes couldn't help but show a little disgust...

Pan Sen believes in the master of war, and his fist intent is war, and it is disorder!

This kind of fist intent is just to the left with the Legalist concept. . .

Therefore, a sense of disgust inevitably rose in Situ Xing's heart.

He hated Panson!

Why didn't Pan Sen hate Si's sentence?

It is precisely because of this disgust that Pan Sen did his best!

The huge blood-stained axe is like a messenger that locks the soul, and everywhere it passes, all life withers...

Even the space was cut out of a pitch-black gap by him. Wisps of coldness, like a cold qi swept away, and white frost condensed everywhere it passed.

"Order!"

Situ Xing's fist burst out, and the power of order was wrapped like a chain.

Reese!

Han Feizi!

Li Li!

Shang!

A legalist giant dressed in medieval costumes appeared in his fist intent, and the order of the law formed an invisible net... Covering the world and nurturing the masses!

Rumble!

Rumble!

The two completely different, even opposite, fist intentions collided together.

The heavens and the earth trembled, the mountains shook, and the tremendous impact spread out in all directions, turning into smoke and dust everywhere it passed.

Pan Sen, the Lord of War, only felt an unprecedented fist intent rushing towards him.

The aura of destruction, tyranny, war, and chaos in his body slowly became peaceful and supple...

All kinds of negative emotions are like snow under the scorching sun, constantly melting...

"Poof!"

Feeling the change in his fist intent, Pan Sen couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood.

"How is this possible?"

"What kind of fist intent is this!"

"How is it possible to rise above war?"

Pan Sen's eyes widened, a little shocked, and a little incredulous. In his heart, war is the greatest chaos, hunger is everywhere, and there is no rooster crowing for thousands of miles... Plague, chaos, sin, all sorts of negative things followed.

In the face of war, people are so small, so humble!

It is precisely because of this that he worships and believes in the Lord of War, and is immersed in the joy of war.

Situ Xing's fist intent broke his cognition and shook his mind.

"How is this possible?"

"Order is as fragile as a piece of paper in the face of war!"

"Why do I feel shaken?"

Feeling the atrophy of the fist intent and the growth of order, Pan Sen couldn't help but open his mouth wide, his face was hideous, and the green tendons on his face floated, like a wounded beast.

Cardinals, Sinbad and others subconsciously retreated, fearing that they would be implicated, you know, the wounded beast is the most terrifying...

"Poor!"

"Until now, you haven't understood what war is!"

"War brings chaos, disaster, and destruction, but war also brings a new order, a new beginning... ”

"That's the reason for the great chaos and great governance!"

Looking at Pan Sen, the king of war who was full of fear and shock, the corners of Situ Xing's mouth couldn't help but turn up, and he said sarcastically.

"War destroys order at the same time. A new order will be established as well!"

"The purpose of war is also to establish a new order!"

"You are so stupid that you are trying to destroy order with war!"

"This!"

"This!"

"This!"

Although Situ's words were very light, they were no less than Huang Zhongdalu in Pan Sen's ears, and countless thoughts burst out...

The faith in my heart has become even more shaky...

"It can't be!"

His body trembled, and his face was red, as if he had been stimulated by something, and he took a few steps back in the eyes of everyone in disbelief. There is no more rebelliousness in the eyes!

"It's so strong!"

"It's too strong!"

Looking at Situ Xing, who was one against two and did not fall behind at all, the eyes of the white-robed warrior and the others couldn't help shrinking, and their faces showed some fear.

Although they knew that Situ was very strong, they didn't expect him to be so powerful.

That's it!

Otherwise, he and others alone will definitely not be his opponent...

The black-robed Martial Saint and the others exchanged glances vaguely, and nodded heavily at the same time.

Rumble!

Rumble!

Rumble!

The martial saint who has been watching from the wall is like a lone wolf in the air. The huge fist shattered the air, broke the space, and everywhere it passed, it formed a wave-shaped wave of qi.

"Holy Light Fist!"

"Bull Demon Fist!"

。。。

That's right!

The strength of Situ made them feel unprecedented pressure.

It is precisely because of this pressure that they tacitly form a group.

Fight with the power of the group and suppress the execution.

"Damn it!"

Looking at the people around him, like a wolf predatoring and waiting for an opportunity, Situ Xing's face couldn't help but change slightly.

He is powerful, but he is not invincible.

Facing two martial saints at the same time is already his extreme.

Now that several martial saints attacked him at the same time, Situ Xing's face couldn't help but change greatly.

The situation was surprisingly unfavorable to him ...