"Xia Gongzi, where are you going in such a hurry?Since you are here, stay with me for a while, okay?" The little boy looked at Xia Qing with a smile, his voice was strange and weird, the first half of the sentence was the voice of a middle-aged man, and the second half of the sentence was a child's voice, with a cute and milky voice, but the people around him were creepy, Yu Qiniang and Zhao Dazui were shocked.

Xia Qing also broke out in a cold sweat, "You...... , are you the head of the Heavenly Master Xiahou Xuanfeng?"

"Of course it's me, is there a second person?"

Xiahou Xuanfeng asked rhetorically, and slowly walked towards Xia Qing as he spoke, with a smile on his face, "It's too obvious to call the head of the Heavenly Master, Xia Gongzi, call me Xiahou or Xuanfeng in the future." The dignified new generation of human emperors, the number one master in Zhongzhou in the future, it is rare to come to our Tiandaomen once, and leave like this, don't you think it's too rude?"

Xiahou Xuanfeng continued to walk towards Xia Qing, with a smile on his face, a sincere and enthusiastic look, the more this happened, the more it made people sweat.

The Heavenly Dao Gate is finished, the elite disciples are running and dying, and many buildings have also been burned, and there are fires and smoke everywhere, and it can't be extinguished even if it rains all the time. However, after coming out of the secret room of the temple, Xiahou Xuanfeng didn't even look at the unrecognizable sect, and even Li Yuan, the Heavenly King of the Pagoda who fell to the ground, seemed to have only Xia Qing, the new generation of human emperors, in his eyes.

"Childe, let's go!"

"That's right, Xiahou Xuanfeng is already crazy, he is no longer a human, but a demon, go quickly!"

The flag dancer and others rushed up to cover Xia Qing's retreat.

"Let's go?"

Xiahou Xuanfeng smiled and said, "Tonight, none of you want to leave, hahaha......"

In the laughter, Xiahou Xuanfeng suddenly punched, stretched out a small fist, the skin was delicate and smooth, this small fist looked a little funny, but the next moment, the flag dancer and the others were shocked out with a scream, and were directly knocked out of the air.

Yu Qiniang and Zhao Dazui glanced at each other, and tacitly stepped forward to block in front of Xia Qing, their faces became even more solemn, "Qing'er, go quickly!"

"But, aunt ......" Before Xia Qing finished speaking, her pupils suddenly constricted.

Xiahou Xuanfeng punched again, straight to the punch, it didn't seem to have any mysteries, but it suddenly brought a piercing sonic boom.

Yu Qiniang and Zhao Dazui teamed up to block, and as a result, even Xiahou Xuanfeng's fist flew out upside down before it touched it, and they all opened their mouths and spewed out a mouthful of blood.

The two peerless masters can't even stop a round?

The people were in an uproar, some people were shocked, and some people turned around and fled for their lives. Xiahou Xuanfeng, who was resurrected from the dead, not only looked weird, but also became a child, and his temperament seemed to have changed greatly, and his cultivation was even more amazing. In the past, he was already known as the No. 1 master in Zhongzhou, but now, I am afraid that all the masters in the world are not his opponents!

Super Wicked!

The divine punishment from the heavens not only did not kill Xiahou Xuanfeng, but it seemed to help him break through to a terrifying realm!

Xia Qing was also shocked, and wanted to rush over to help her aunt Yu Qiniang and Zhao Dazui, but an indescribable coercion came to her face, and she was targeted by Xiahou Xuanfeng and couldn't move.

Yu Qi Niang's body fell heavily to the ground, and she opened her mouth to spurt out a mouthful of blood, and her voice was weak, "Martial Immortal! This guy has broken through the shackles of heaven and earth and cultivated to the legendary Martial Immortal realm." Qing'er, let's go, go back to Wuzhou, hurry!"

In just one face, Yu Qiniang was seriously injured.

In the past two years, she has been cultivating the Holy Fire Sutra passed down by the Supreme Elder Shangguan Yuhong at the Zoroastrian General Altar, and her cultivation has been a step higher than when she was in Wuzhou. Originally, I thought that I could fight with Xiahou Xuanfeng for 300 rounds tonight, and personally avenged the great revenge of Xiahou Xuanfeng's men who lost that year, but I didn't expect that I couldn't stop it in a single round. It's not that she's too weak, it's that Xiahou Xuanfeng is too strong, too perverted, and I'm not going to know how many times stronger than back then!

Zhao Dazui's situation seemed to be slightly better than Yu Qi Niang's, he staggered to his feet, slumped his shoulders and knees and swung up the starting hand of the Eternal Long Night Horror Fist, and frantically urged the Yuan Force in his body, "Qing'er, I'...... , I'll stop this demon, you ...... Let's go!"

In front of the world, Zhao Dazui is a fierce and ruthless evil city lord, known as the embodiment of crime, but in front of Xia Qing, he is not a relative but is better than a relative, and he stepped forward again at a critical moment, and did everything to cover Xia Qing's retreat.

"Courage is good, but Zhao Dazui, can you stop it?" Xiahou Xuanfeng sneered.

There was a muffled sound, and the air rippled and twisted.

Zhao Dazui punched with all his might, and in an instant, the surrounding light went dark, and he used his best Eternal Night Horror Fist.

Xiahou Xuanfeng stood still, the fierce fist wind swept everything, and the huge rocks beside him flew up, but Xiahou Xuanfeng did not move without any effect.

"This ...... , how is this possible?" Zhao was shocked.

He had done his best, and this punch had drained almost all the strength in his body, and even a big mountain could be pierced with one punch. However, Xiahou Xuanfeng was not damaged in the slightest, and he didn't even shake the clothes on his body.

"Half-step Yang God Realm to Yang God, the gap is too big, Zhao Dazui, you are lagging behind, let's get on the road." Back then, sparing your life only tore your mouth, today, let the deity send you on your way completely!" Xiahou Xuanfeng snorted coldly and punched again.

"Uncle Big Mouth, be careful!"

Xia Qing exclaimed, flew in front of Zhao Dazui, and raised his hand to raise the Sky Chisel Sword in his hand.

A terrifying fist came from far and near, and Xia Qing's pupils reflected a tidal wave of fist power, rising higher and higher. This terrifying fist brought a piercing sonic boom, and it seemed that the air had exploded. The heart sword Dafa is extremely fast, Xia Qing has already taken out the sword for the first time, but the gap between the two sides is too big, and he can't resist it at all. The sharp Sky Chisel Sword trembled violently, not only could not crack Xiahou Xuanfeng's terrifying fist strength, but it seemed that it was going to be torn apart by this heavy fist force.

Watching the battle from a distance, Xiahou Xuanfeng's fist seemed to have no mystery, and it was only when he bore the brunt of the battlefield that he realized how terrifying his fist strength was.

"Qing'er, get out of the way......!

Yu Qiniang exclaimed, knowing that Xia Qing would definitely not be able to block this punch, he would be 100% blown up by one punch, and he wanted to save but couldn't do anything. Zhao Dazui was standing behind Xia Qing, but his body was sore and his arms were numb, and he couldn't save him, and even he couldn't protect himself, so he was also blown up by Xiahou Xuanfeng's punch.

Xiahou Xuanfeng, who came out of the secret room of the temple, showed amazing combat power, which was many times stronger than before. With such an anti-heaven cultivation, even if the entire Heavenly Dao Sect was razed to the ground and all the Heavenly Dao Sect disciples died, it didn't matter to him. Whether it is the Heavenly Dao Gate or the Heavenly Court, it is enough to have him alone!

When the cultivation is strong enough, you can do whatever you want!

In this world, there is no one who is Xiahou Xuanfeng's opponent!

Xia Qing's hands and feet were cold, and it was too late to dodge, and the terrifying fist came too quickly.