Xuanwu Yue bombarded Yang Pojun with a punch.

The strong coercion has already made the vast majority of people on the street fall to their knees.

They didn't expect that this princess of Xuantianmen would be so terrifying!

Xuan-level exercises, tyrants!

The shape of a huge tiger was surging in the void, and he tore at Yang Pojun.

The sky around them was darkened.

Yang Pojun stood in place, squinting his eyes, looking at Xuanwu Yue and said coldly: "You woman, you actually want to kill me, do you think, can you really kill me?" ”

"Xuan-level exercises, not bad, but, for me Yang Pojun, it's just entry-level exercises."

"Since you think you're powerful, then I'll let you understand how weak you are!"

Xuanwu Yue's delicate face showed hatred: "Thief! You are dying, and you are still hard-mouthed, my Xuanwu Yue was invincible in the same year in ancient times, let alone you? ”

"The small foundation building period also dares to be arrogant in front of the strong people in the Yuan Infant Period, you are an ant, I will kill you, like killing a pig and a dog!"

"Boom!"

The huge tiger phantom had already bitten into Yang Pojun's body.

And right now.

Yang Pojun's body was shocked.

Bang.

The God Destroying Body activated, and a huge phantom formation formed behind Yang Pojun's body.

This phantom, huge golden body with a pale black mist, the black mist rolling, extremely cold.

The huge phantom slammed into the tiger phantom with a punch.

Everyone saw a shocking scene.

"Click!"

"Whew!"

The tiger screamed, and his body quickly dissipated at a speed visible to the naked eye.

And that huge golden fist hadn't stopped yet, and was still rushing towards Xuanwu Yue.

Xuanwu Yue frowned, and immediately hit it with a punch!

"Bang!"

Xuanwu Yue's body took three steps back in a row!

Her palms in her sleeves were trembling slightly.

A domineering force made her muscles ache a little.

Xuanwu Yue's face was a little pale.

This is the Xuan-level exercise in their Xuantian Gate.

Even in ancient times, it was invincible, but now it is defeated.

Could it be that the exercises performed by this guy are at the ground level? Or is it heaven-level?

Xuanwu Yue's eyes flashed with greed.

If there really was a heaven-level exercise in the world, then she was absolutely sure that as long as they obtained the Xuantian Sect, then they would definitely become the number one sect in the world today, and then become the number one force that won the path of immortality and broke through to the immortal realm.

Xuanwu Yue sighed in her heart: "I'm a master of the Yuan Infant Stage, and this guy is only in the foundation building stage, but he can make me retreat." ”

"I'm afraid that only the legendary ground-level exercises have such power."

Xuanwu Yue smiled and said, "Thief! You actually have a ground-level exercise, don't you know, are you guilty of it? Then I'll take your exercises and kill you again!" ”

Yang Pojun looked at Xuanwu Yue and said, "Do you think that if you are the princess of Xuantianmen, you can kill people in the street?" Snatching someone else's exercises? It's spread out, how can you Xuantianmen still gain a foothold in the world of cultivating immortals? ”

"Hahaha!" This Xuanwu Yue smiled a little arrogantly.

Although Xuanwu Yue looks very woman, her personality is like a man, and she is a little bold.

"My Xuantian Gate is stronger than you! Kill you! Who dares to blame us? Go to hell!! ”

While Xuanwu Yue was speaking.

He waved his hand.

"Boom!"

A quaint old clock that glows dark blue.

The ancient bell is covered with divine patterns.

This ancient bell was directly suppressed towards Yang Pojun's body.

The ancient clock seemed to cover the sky, and the surroundings were plunged into darkness.

"Oh my God, this ancient bell is a treasure."

"Yes, and at least the best of the treasures, I remember, his name is Soul Bell, right? Legend has it that in ancient times, this delicate princess of Xuantianmen used him to kill countless proud sons of heaven!! ”

"Then this guy is absolutely finished."

In the midst of all the opinions.

The Soul Suppression Bell directly suppressed Yang Pojun on the street.

"Boom!"

At this moment, everyone at the scene saw that a deep pit appeared on this street and was dusty.

Even Qin Tian, who had been subdued by Yang Pojun before, and their ten Jindan stage masters were all looking at the Soul Suppression Bell.

Now the Soul Suppression Bell was swirling with pale golden energy, and they seemed to be melting the people in the Ancient Bell.

Qin Tian said in a low voice: "I can't feel Lord Yang's breath anymore, is Lord Yang really dead?" ”

"Wouldn't it? Lord Yang has a seven-killing array, and he didn't use it, which means that he is completely sure. ”

"Yes, after all, he said that he is the one who wants to compete with the heavens, and he will definitely not die like this."

These ten masters of the Jindan period naturally didn't want Yang Pojun to die.

If Yang Pojun really becomes a unique existence in the world, then it is their fate.

Xuanwu Yue sneered: "Under the soul suppression bell, you will definitely die!" ”

However, his voice had just fallen.

"Bang!"

A huge fist sound sounded directly at the scene.

It was as if a stone hammer was striking the Soul Bell.

Everyone on the scene took a step back, their eyes fixed on the Soul Bell.

I saw that on the soul bell, there was a fist mark, and this mark was the shape that was bombarded from the inside.

"Goo-dong!"

Everyone at the scene gasped.

"Oh my God? That's a treasure, why did a fist mark appear? Don't...... Don't...... Could it be that the man is bombarding from within? ”

"Ouch my! The treasure weapon was actually punched out of the shape of a fist by him, so how big is his fist, his strength? ”

All the monks in the streets were shocked.

Some women's eyes have become nymphomaniac.

If they follow such a strong person, then they will really be lucky.

Xuanwu Yue, in particular, turned pale.

The Soul Bell is Xuanwuyue's weapon, and it is cultivated by her with her divine thoughts.

Now the Soul Bell has been attacked, which has traumatized her spirit.

Xuanwu Yue immediately urged the formation inside the Soul Suppression Bell, wanting to refine Yang Pojun.

Xuanwu Yue's gaze saw the inside of the Soul Bell.

Naturally, others can't see it.

I saw a big fire burning in the soul bell, and these fires were the nine flavors of real fire, burning the man in the middle.

The man was shirtless, his body glowing golden, and some god tattoos swirling on the surface of his skin.

The man stood in the middle, and in the face of the Nine Flavors True Fire, he was indifferent.

He raised his head, as if meeting Xuanwu Yue's gaze, and said, "Treasure?" It's really amazing! Then I'm going to smash it completely!! I guess I've broken it, and you can't stand it, right? ”

(End of chapter)