Shen Tu's face showed a hideous color, and there was a clear bloodshot on the corner of his mouth, which shocked the old demon, and the price he paid was not small, the gap between the two was not big, nearly two Jiazi in a row, and the people who took this step were only about twenty or thirty people at best, and the thirteen states of the Han Dynasty, with a population of fifty or sixty million, and those who practiced martial arts, to say the least, there were millions, such a population base, but only produced such a few twenty or thirty people, in comparison, it can naturally be seen that this small handful of people is rare.

Whether it is martial arts, or mentality, they are not lacking, they can be called the top masters, none of them are weak, even if Yu Lei, who was overturned by Ye Guzi, no one dared to question his strength, although he was defeated, he was still glorious, before being defeated, he also hit Ye Guzi hard, which is not comparable to ordinary martial artists.

Ye Guzi's eyes were slightly condensed, looking at Yu Lei who was dragged out of the darkness by him, waves of internal energy were like boiling hot water, flowing wantonly in his body, and the cyan dark energy was unusually domineering, and Ye Guzi's current state was actually a bit uncontrollable.

"Give me a scatter."

An angry shout exploded in his mind, and with the attack of the gods, Ye Guzi had no time to comb slowly, his eyes flashed, and his body suddenly rose to the ground.

The cyan dark energy in his body was instantly detonated, and when the gods attacked, Ye Guzi couldn't care about the damage of this method to the meridians, and in the next second when his body rose from the ground, a majestic killing machine bombarded fiercely, and he had sat in a position for a moment, and the smoke and dust rolled up, and a watermelon-sized hole was blasted out.

And all this is obviously not over, the offensive of the gods is far from so simple, that one move. Or it can only be regarded as an attempted blow. More powerful moves. Continuous bombardment.

"Where to go."

Shen Di's eyes are as cold as iron, he looks middle-aged on the outside, but his voice looks very old, he has lived too long, his eyes are like wild solitary sons, full of a wordless sense of mulberry, but, at this moment, he. In order to avenge his younger brother, he swept away the elegant temperament of the west, exuding an amazing killing intent all over his body, at a glance, it was like a Shura killing god crawling out of the abyss of the sea of blood, not far away, the few people who watched the battle, their eyes inexplicably felt a tingling, and their hearts were horrified, this person was so powerful. Able to form a powerful aura with its own momentum, anyone within the range of this aura. All of them were his targets, and at this time, even Mo Zhiming and the others realized that they had already discovered their existence.

Except for Chen Gong, the other three people's faces changed slightly, and after a while, they were relieved.

Seeing the strength of these four people, even if they are discovered, Mo Xiaohuan and Mo Zhiming Kuzen will not be surprised, whether it is Ye Guzi or Shen Di, even if it is Yu Lei who lies on the ground and does not know life and death, it is not something they can compete with alone, the step of martial arts that has no end in sight, only exists in legends, that kind of realm, I have not set foot in person, and I will never be able to tell the horror of that realm, although Mo Xiaohuan and others are already excellent, they dare not say that they have hope in this life to be able to take that step, in front of such masters, It's really not easy to hide themselves perfectly, they have been watching the battle, breathing and breathing, for Ye Guzi and others, as long as they are within the range of what they can perceive, it is impossible to escape being detected even if they are a row of ants walking by, not to mention a few big living people, it is only expected to be discovered.

Wang Rong still underestimated the two brothers of Shen Tu Yu Lei, their strength is far from being able to resist the three of Mo Xiaohuan Mo Zhi Zhi Dry Zen, her idea is good, the praying mantis catches the cicada and the yellow finch is behind, no matter how strong the martial arts are, there are times when they are broken, they are like Yu Lei, but the three people who tried to be the yellow finch did not have much certainty, their faces were gloomy, their internal strength surged, and the stinging pain in their eyes dissipated.

I only heard a boom, a wall collapsed, Shen Di's right leg was suddenly lifted on the wall, Ye Guzi's body flashed like a loach, but there was not much damage, his arms moved, the palm wind struck, and the Shen Tu who missed the blow swept the smoke and dust again, his toes were slightly raised, and more than a dozen pieces of soil the size of a football were suddenly kicked towards Ye Guzi, a majestic killing machine gushed out, and in the smoke and dust, his slender body shot out, his hands clenched into fists, and suddenly bombarded the heart of Ye Guzi.

Seeing this, Ye Guzi met Shen Di's fists with both palms, a muffled sound in his head, his palms were like being stabbed by the horns of a mad cow, and a heart-piercing pain poured into his heart, Shen Tu did not want to attack, and his internal strength was unreserved, indeed, he was stronger than Yu Lei, at least, when Ye Guzi and Yu Lei fought, he had not felt such a majestic strength.

The blow was wounded, Ye Guzi's body suddenly retreated a few steps, and now, Shen Tu is when the edge is exposed, for Ye Guzi, it is the best policy to temporarily avoid its edge.

At this moment, the figure of the old demon slayer fell at the same time, and was shocked back by the gods, but it did not hurt his internal organs, at the moment, these four people, the state of the old demon slayer is the best, so they shot up violently, and the momentum even cut through the airflow, and the aura emitted by the gods collapsed instantly.

"Punch me."

In the sky, the fist flickered, and the still burly and tall body of the old demon slammed into the god like a sharp arrow, and the fist peak was filled with purple glow, which was unusually conspicuous in the dark night.

"Boom~"

With a loud bang, centered on the two of them, the thick ground bricks flew wildly, and a wave of qi visible to the naked eye turned upside down, and even Mo Xiaohuan and a few people were affected, and their hair and clothes suddenly rose, although the wave of qi did not have much lethality, but it had a heavy thrust, if it weren't for a few people to mobilize their internal strength in time to stabilize their bodies, I am afraid that this wave of qi would be enough to blow them out of the air.

The four of them steadied themselves, but their eyes didn't roll a little, and they looked at the two of them.

The picture is almost frozen, the fist of the old demon and the fist of the god are closely connected, the light of the fist peak is dim, the faces of the two are unusually solemn, and the eyes full of madness are instantly filled with bloodshots.

"Drink~"

A powerful angry shout came from Shen Di's voice, Xu Shi suddenly injected his internal strength into his fist, Shen Di's body instantly approached, and a more majestic momentum burst out on him, and the ground that had been extremely devastated was even more smoke and dust, with the two of them as the center, those clods of soil all turned into powder. ‘

Old Demon Tu's face turned pale, his burly and tall body was shocked back two or three steps, his spirit was overwhelming, his body swept up, and his legs full of majestic strength slammed down.

"Be careful"

Ye Guzi shouted, his body also shot out, he was not far from the position of Shen Tu and the old demon slayer, one breath, he could fall, although his palms were injured, but he had not lost his combat effectiveness, and now he was slapping down on the back of Ye Shen Di with a monstrous killing machine.

Tu Lao Mo fell into a disadvantage for a while, his face was as pale as paper, obviously his internal organs had been hit hard, and a sweet smell came up his throat, but he didn't see a trace of fear, but his eyes flashed with scorching battle intent, and he roared, his tall and burly body did not retreat but advanced, and his bloody fists slammed into the legs of the gods.

One after the other, Tu Lao Mo and Ye Guzi tacitly locked all the retreats of the gods, and the three majestic momentum collided together again, and the terrible momentum that swept the world directly caused the surrounding buildings to suffer, and there was an explosion-like loud bang on the ground, and the ground and several walls that were affected instantly shattered into powder, and the smoke and dust, I am afraid that it is many times more serious than the smog in Beijing.

And the three protagonists who created such a human disaster, but in the second before the smoke and dust rolled, they rolled up and crashed together, one in front and one behind the two figures locked the gods, and the gods did not have a trace of fear, and greeted them.

The roar resounded, in the indistinct smoke and dust, the battle of the three figures can be described as earth-shattering, there is no building around that can be preserved, under their desperate bombardment, even the iron ground will crack, not to mention the others, the trace of leaked internal strength, one after another, extremely rough confrontation, as the three figures were filled with thick smoke and dust, and the atmosphere began to become a little weird. (To be continued......)