"I really want something, what do I want, I just want to get through the mystery, and this is a mystery. ”

The Black General twisted his neck and swept his gaze over the two elders who were cowering in the corner.

The purple-faced Wuzun frowned and said, "Who are you?"

It's no wonder that Xia Ji's whole body is covered with scale armor, and this scale armor was mistaken for armor when it first appeared, after all, the texture is too strong.

However, Xia Ji didn't speak, he heard it just now.

What "I kill Xia Ji, it's like pinching an ant to death"

What "this world, only power can change." Do you have the strength?

He saw it.

Seeing everything that Elder Heavenly King had done for him, he would rather not take his own life than tear up the letters.

The heart is long, and Xia Ji is naturally a little moved in his heart.

That's why he appeared and blocked the blow of this purple-faced martial venerable at a critical moment.

"Who are you?" the purple-faced Wuzun asked again, he didn't want to fight with an inexplicable powerhouse, there was no passion at all in this fight, and he didn't know who he was fighting against.

My fists hurt.

Giant Xia Ji smiled.

secretly said in my heart: I am what you said, a little ant who can be pinched to death at will.

Rumble!!

The body shoots out like a cannonball.

Say anything, let's talk about it.

When the strength is raised to a level that I don't know, I have to position myself first.

And his "black scale armor" is the best cover-up, who would have thought that this was grown out of his body?

They'll just think it's armor!

The god-killing giant swooped down in an instant.

The purple-faced Wuzun saw the ferocity of his coming, and he really couldn't understand the way of this opponent just after the fight.

There are not many mystical methods, especially in the land of Wei Yan, the Holy Gate's "The End of the World" and "Icon Gong", and the "Mountain Character Sutra" and "Boiling Blood Demon Classic" of the Shadow Academy, there are basically so many.

And how many people are Tongxuan, he still doesn't know?

Where did this sudden revelation come from?

Although he didn't show the special system of Tongxuan, but the one who can be equal to his own strength is not Tongxuan?

It seems that this is a physical art type of mysticism.

Purple-faced Martial Venerable quickly flashed a lot of analytical thoughts in his mind for a moment.

The two exercises of the Holy Gate are destined to be "assassin-type" every Tongxuan who comes out of the Holy Gate.

Therefore, the purple-faced Wuzun didn't want to resist head-on, which was obviously a "power-type" Tongxuan.

The fist wind has arrived, and his hair is dancing backwards with the drum.

The purple-faced Wuzun smiled coldly, and between his steps, he shrank into inches and launched in a short distance, and his body was extremely abrupt to the left, and he moved hundreds of meters away in an instant.

However...

Xia Ji was almost in sync with him, and it was an instant that he moved away hundreds of meters.

The fist tightened and slammed into his face!

"The fist that should be hit in your face will never be off!"

Giant Xia Ji's whole body exuded a terrifying momentum.

More than 6,000 years of skill, breaking through the limit of the second human race, made him enough to compete with the person in front of him.

The purple-faced Wuzun was stunned for a moment, but immediately, his fists were clenched, and under the surface of his body, the skin of the holy statue loomed.

Punch-to-fist moments.

The black fist suddenly punched again, and the thick black color was terrifying.

It's like a huge black Buddha fist!

Big punch vs small punch!

For more than 6,000 years, he has been fighting against the fist of the icon that is controlled by the Xuan Qi.

The beams of the main hall of the Holy Gate shook, and gray dust fell.

The air currents in mid-air were driven by the fist wind, like huge waves coming from things and slapping against each other.

And under the hall, a general more than six meters wrapped in mysterious armor and a purple-faced middle-aged man, fist to fist!

In the corner, the two elders of the Tian Yuan Realm were dumbfounded.

This is a fairy fight!

If the two of them get involved, I'm afraid that a trace of mystical qi will be blown away in an instant, and even if they use their true qi to stabilize their figures, they are just barely ugly.

Rumble!

The purple-faced Martial Venerable only felt an unimaginable powerful attack coming.

It was as if it was a tracking cannonball that hit him from the front.

The fist shook itself open at a slight angle and slammed into his face.

Loud noise.

The skin of the face was beaten and rolled like a wave.

The holy statue under the skin of the face was like a meteorite falling from the sky, smashing out a circle of ripples.

The ripples shattered.

The protection is broken.

The statue cracked.

A mouthful of blood spurted out!

"Whew!!" the purple-faced Wuzun was blasted out by the big fist, letting out an irrepressible cry of pain.

Boom!

The middle-aged man was blown away, spun around a few times in mid-air, and spurted out a few mouthfuls of blood, only then did he stabilize his body, and his heart was shocked, this punch actually broke the protection of his colossus body?

The left side of his face hurt so much, it seemed to be swollen?

How powerful is this monster?

In the corner, Lan Yue's face was discolored, and she felt that her climax was repeated, and she couldn't help but lose her voice: "It's so strong!"

Even the seriously injured Heavenly King Elder was shocked to see it.

There is a general in the world who can break through the mysteries?

Who is this giant dressed as a general?

But it's not over yet.

The purple-faced Martial Venerable had just stabilized, and in an instant, he saw the following "sword qi burst", which exploded after the fist burst out.

All kinds of 30-meter-long, 40-meter-long, or even 100-meter-long broadswords "strafed" from that fist.

Terrifying!

The purple-faced martial artist was stunned by the punch just now.

Think about it.

This black-armored general saved the Heavenly King, maybe it was the old man's chance, or the elder, so it was pointless for him to continue to fight.

Thinking of this, he stepped out in one step, activated the Xuanqi version of shrinking into inches, and ran directly.

The sword qi slashed through his phantom, directly blasting out several holes in the roof of the side hall.

Rubble of different sizes suddenly fell, colliding with the ground, making a ping-pong sound.

The sun then went down.

Fall on the pitch-black scaled giant.

The purple-faced Martial Venerable made the decision to retreat strategically, and before leaving, he quickly glanced at the "general" standing in the main hall.

The majestic body, the armor full of power explosion, and the long black hair of more than a meter are like hellfire burning.

Giant Fist.

Void Condensation.

And the terrifying speed that can keep up with his own short-distance shrinkage.

It's so depressing!

I thought this was a trip to pretend to be forced, but I was punched in the face.

Damn, where did the monster come from.

"The battle between you and me is meaningless, so the old man will go first!"

Xia Ji listened to the voice from afar, and his expression was indifferent.

It seems to be like that, but isn't it just cowardice?

The reason why he didn't chase it was because he saw that this middle-aged man was also using his own Holy Gate's "The End of the World".

The Xuanqi version of the end of the world is much faster than him.

What's more, he has just broken through the second limit of human beings, and if he wants to practice more, it is rare to find a good target.

Distance.

The purple-faced middle-aged figure flickered, spanning dozens of miles in one step, straight like an immortal.

But this immortal's face hurts so much, and the punch just now is not light.

However, he is not lost.

Because he didn't bring his own weapons today, he was the strongest with the divine soldiers.

So, he didn't feel like he was punched!

But today is not to fight.

If you continue to fight, you will be beaten yourself.

The plan to announce that Xia Ji was a false saint son through the Holy Gate was in vain.

This is just a way that can't be used to complete the obliteration of Xia Ji's fake.

But as a Tongxuan, it is still very simple to kill a mere true element.

What's more, that Zhenyuan also drank his own reincarnation divine water.

The poor true qi, which was already small, has now been corroded, and he is trembling and playing the role of the Holy Son, continuing to patrol, this should be very pleasant, right?

Poor worm.

You don't know anything about power.

The purple-faced Wuzun decided to go back to the Prince's Mansion first, and after finding out where the false Holy Son was, he went directly to "pinch to death" him.

As for this monster-like strange and mysterious powerhouse, hmm... I guess I was just passing through here.

...

Golden light sprinkles.

The "trembling poor worm" in the purple-faced Wuzun's heart was standing in the main hall, with a terrifying figure and a huge momentum.

Blue Moon helped the Heavenly King to look up at the giant.

This Tian Yuan didn't know what to say.

Thank you for beating away the previous head of my house?

But he did save the teacher.

"Thank you for your help. Lan Yue's voice was delicate, and in the face of such seniors, she felt that she was a little girl.

It was also the first time that Xia Ji had seen a charming and amorous elder show this appearance.

With a shot of life and death in his hand, he shot towards the Heavenly King and burrowed into his body.

Although this breath is mainly used by him to control people, it is undeniable that it also has the functions of "healing" and "key assistance when hitting the bottleneck".

His gaze swept over the Heavenly King Elder, knowing that this old man was not in serious trouble, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

Turning his head sideways, he looked in the direction of the purple-faced Martial Venerable's escape.

This time, it's just a test of hands, and it's to feel the power of the Xuanxuan powerhouse.

Next time, if you have the opportunity, you will avenge the king.

"Who is he?" asked Xia Ji Wengsheng.

Blue Moon was speechless, you hit someone, don't you even know who you hit?

is worthy of being a senior, just reckless.

But she didn't dare to hide it, and said coquettishly: "Senior, the little girl guesses that he should be a purple-faced martial artist." ”

"Purple-faced Martial Venerable?"

"Yes, senior, this purple-faced martial venerable is the previous master of my holy gate. ”

Lan Yue's left senior, the right senior's shouted, and he couldn't tell at all that he was practicing ruthless Taoism.

Xia Ji probably knew it in his heart.

At this time, there was the sound of footsteps coming from all directions outside the hall.

It was thought that the disciples of the Holy Gate heard the fierce fighting in the side hall, so they hurriedly surrounded them.

Lan Yue saw that this mighty "Black Armor General" was leaving, and she hurriedly said, "Will the little girl still be able to see her predecessors in the future?"

The giant Xia Ji didn't answer, he stepped out, and shot out of the hole in the top of the temple like black light, and there was no trace of him.