"That's right!"

"No matter what kind of two-ritual array he is, it only takes one punch to knock him down!"

When the other Martial Saints heard the words of the Bull-headed Martial Saint, their eyes couldn't help but light up.

After glancing at Si Tuxing defiantly, he shouted with contempt on his face.

Although the behavior of several martial saints was inappropriate and more provocative, it also illustrated an eternal truth, in the face of absolute power, all skills are in vain.

The Liangyi formation is very exquisite, with all kinds of weapons cooperating, and there are more yin and yang alternations, three hundred and eighty-four changes. Even if you are a master of war, you will be exhausted here...

But all this is so ridiculous in the face of absolute power.

The Bull-headed Martial Saint firmly believes that as long as one punch, it can destroy the ancient decay...

"Don't!"

"The two yi formations, when it is strong, it is strong, and when it is weak, it is weak... ！”

Looking at the bull-headed martial saint who was eager to try and wanted to turn the tide, Situ Xing's eyes couldn't help but reveal a hint of surprise, and he subconsciously wanted to stop it. Still, he was a little late. I can only watch the Bull-headed Martial Saint stride forward...

Rumble!

Rumble!

Rumble!

As the bull-headed martial saint strode forward, the bluestone-paved ground seemed to be unable to bear the weight of the soles of his feet, cracking a little bit, and the dark and deep cracks kept extending... The Liangyi Great Array, which was originally impregnable, also became crumbling in the face of the huge rift.

None of that, though, is the most amazing.

The Bull-Headed Martial Saint's whole body trembled and bulged, and the tremendous power raged within his body. Countless qi and blood overflowed from his pores, forming a huge cyclone in the air.

Behind him, there is a demon bull phantom with a whole body black, faint flames burning, and scarlet eyes the size of copper bells, different from Da Qian's "Mighty Bull Demon Fist", the demon bull behind the bull-headed martial saint is far more than ordinary demon bulls a hundred times, a thousand times, regardless of size or fierceness.

"It's!"

"It's!"

"This is the Savage Demon Cow?"

Looking at the demon bull behind the bull-headed martial saint that was as powerful as a god and demon, Situ Xing's eyes couldn't help but shrink slightly, and he asked in some surprise.

"How can the Savage Demon Bull be so powerful!"

Not only Situ Xing, but even the eyes of the white-robed martial saint and others showed a little surprise, you must know that the bull-headed martial saint has no mentorship, no friends, and has always been alone.

It is for this reason that the world does not know much about his origin ...

"The ordinary "Mighty Bull Demon Fist" can actually be cultivated to the realm of Martial Saint!"

"What kind of perseverance is this, what kind of perseverance is this? It's terrible!"

Looking at the bull-headed martial saint behind him, the demon bull that was as tall as a mountain, and everyone felt an indescribable shock in their hearts.

Rumble!

Rumble!

In the surprised gaze of everyone, the fist of the Bull-headed Martial Saint smashed down like a hammer.

The thin and transparent air was shattered and exploded by his fist, making bursts of sounds like firecrackers... The ripples, which looked like ripples, spread outward at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Whether it is a bronze carved lampholder or a hard bluestone, it begins to shake and fall off in the shock...

"What a powerful force!"

"It is worthy of a demon cow known for its strength!"

"However, the combat power of the Bull-headed Martial Saint is far more than a hundred times that of an ordinary Demon Bull, even if it is a big mountain, it can be pierced by him!"

"Although this great array is magical, it definitely can't withstand such a powerful force... ”

Looking at the pit that kept shaking, as if it could collapse at any time, the eyes of the white-robed martial saint couldn't help but reveal a trace of excitement, but at the same time, he became more and more jealous of the bull's head.

With such a powerful force, if it hits the human body, it will definitely burst the musculoskeletal body and die...

"Strong!"

"It's too strong!"

"It is worthy of being a bull-headed martial saint known for his strength!"

"Such a powerful force, not to mention such an ancient array that has existed for thousands of years, even if the champion Hou is in front of him, he doesn't dare to ignore it!"

Looking at everyone's worship and shocked eyes, the bull-headed martial saint became more and more proud in his heart, the muscles on his body kept drumming, and the golden blood roared like a river in the blood vessels.

Nourished by qi and blood, the fist of the bull-headed martial saint seems to be covered with a layer of precious light, whether it is muscles or skin, it looks extraordinarily crystalline, and its delicacy, even if it is raised in the deep boudoir, there is no way to compare.

However, although his palm is delicate, no one dares to doubt the horror contained in it...

"Crack me!"

"Bull Demon Top Horn!"

With a loud shout, the bull-headed martial saint stabbed straight with his fists, making a gesture of supporting the sky, and the demon bull behind him raised his head to the sky, the bull's hooves were raised high, and the sharp horns pierced the void... Countless black flames burned and swept through, and the air around them seemed to become distorted under the influence of the high temperature.

"Don't!"

Looking at the bull-headed martial saint who was doing his best and bombarding him heavily, Situ Xing's face couldn't help but change greatly, and he subconsciously wanted to stop it, but the bull-headed martial saint's whole body had been drummed to the extreme, how could he give up because of his words.

Rumble!

The dark color of the demon bull with burning flames all around it, the horns of the bull slammed heavily into the Yangyi of the Liangyi Great Array, and the huge force easily tore the clay figure apart, and countless weapons fell to the ground like scrap iron, making a crisp sound.

Looking like dominoes, like buildings on the beach, and clay figures that were instantly pushed to the ground, the eyes of the Bull-headed Martial Saint couldn't help but reveal a trace of excitement, and the strength on his arms became stronger and stronger.

The surging power is like a wave of light, constantly raging.

Rumble!

Rumble!

Rumble!

A puppet was torn apart in an instant, and weapons fell to the ground...

Looking at the clay figurines that were most destroyed in an instant, and they were still collapsing and cracking, the white-robed Martial Saint and the others couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief in their hearts, and at the same time, their gaze at Situ Xing also became strange.

This Liangyi Great Array is not as powerful as the legend?

Could it be that Situ Xing deliberately exaggerated? Or did it mean that after thousands of years of vicissitudes, this great array had lost its most basic ability?

However, to everyone's surprise, Si Tuxing's face not only did not relax, but became more and more nervous.

His eyes looked straight at the big array, his breathing became rapid, and the muscles of his whole body tensed even more, as if something bad was about to happen...

Looking at Situ Xing's performance, everyone subconsciously set their eyes on the big array.

With the collapse of the clay figures, in the sky above the large array, the white light, which symbolizes the masculine energy, also shrinks at a speed visible to the naked eye...

However, to everyone's surprise, the black light that symbolizes the dark energy is constantly condensing, as if some terrible change is brewing...

"It's!"

Looking at the strange changes in the air, even the dullest people have noticed that something is wrong.

Just when everyone was at a loss, the energy in the air changed dramatically again.

Rumble!

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