Especially under the onlookers of so many colleagues, the most important thing for Ximen Ancestor at this time is not to save the people but to maintain the dignity of the Ximen family!

The terrifying god turned into a dragon of light crossed the sky, and it came in an instant!

It seems that this space will be completely evaporated, including Ximen Wan and Ximen Xingguo's Yuanying!

Zhao Junyu shouted, and instantly threw Ximen Wan far away, the desolate yuan spirit wood was included in the space ring, and the true yuan soared and burned again, trying his best!

He also wanted to try what the limit of his combat power was!

The two fists emitted a brilliant light, forming a fist print, one left and one right, emitting the great sun and the cold ice aurora, the combination of ice and fire, the fire pillar and the ice dragon, staggered out and collided with the light dragon.

There was a loud bang, the smoke and dust were filled, and the earth cracked!

Zhao Junyu's body remained motionless, and his whole body flew out upside down for dozens of zhang, although the light dragon was mostly wiped out by the Ice Aurora Aurora, but the rest of the power still hit Zhao Junyu!

The monks who were watching the battle exclaimed.

The power of half-step distraction is terrifying! It is far from being comparable to the Yuan Infant Stage.

But Zhao Junyu, a young man in the early stage of the infant, was just knocked away, and it didn't seem to be a big deal.

The corners of Zhao Junyu's mouth in mid-air were bleeding, and sure enough, with the limit of his current combat power, he was barely able to deal with parallel goods like half-step distraction, not to mention that it was still quite difficult after a series of battles.

"Have fun, come again!"

"True Martial Seventeen Style, Combo!"

Zhao Junyu turned over and pounced,

"True Martial Seventeen Style, Void Hammer!"

"True Martial Seventeen Style, Splitting the Sky Slash!"

"True Martial Seventeen Style, Shock Dragon Break!"

......

In one breath, Zhao Junyu struck out a full nine true martial arts seventeen styles! A series of attacks surged into a whole attack, and the monstrous waves of qi rushed up, within a radius of more than ten miles, all the trees were shattered, and the boulders were thrown away, and the power generated was enough to level several mountain peaks!

All the monks, including Ximen Old Ancestor, saw that Zhao Junyu was beaten away by the light dragon, not only was there no big problem at all, but they immediately launched a counterattack, not only shocked, this kid is really just the early stage of the Yuan Infant?

"Junior, Hugh is rampant!" Feeling Zhao Junyu's arrogance and the subtlety of the Seventeenth Style of True Martial Arts, Ximen Ancestor did not dare to slack off.

"Huh!" Ximen Old Ancestor slapped out with one hand and a palm towards the sky!

"Boom. ”

The power of this palm, as if opening the world, in the void, showing a huge whirlpool, from which stretched out a huge gray palm with a foot of more than ten zhang square, the palm at this time is delicate, like a real human hand, the palm of the spirit pattern flickering, with the power of Mount Tai to the top, the huge palm volley down.

, boom, boom, continuous earth-shaking loud noises sounded, and the wind blew violently, like the end of the world.

The monks who were watching the battle from a distance were shocked to the point that their faces changed drastically and retreated more than ten miles.

Zhao Junyu's True Martial Seventeen Style, nine consecutive strikes, produced a large piece of monstrous power.

Hitting this huge palm, the spirit patterns on the palm kept flickering.

The nine consecutive attacks were wiped out one by one, and the huge palm was much thinner, but it still staggered towards Zhao Junyu!

"Huh?" Zhao Junyu was secretly slightly startled, he had fought against an opponent who had been distracted.

For example, the incarnation of the demon general, the law body of the Yaqi Snake, etc., are all the strength of the distraction period.

But in the final analysis, it was the half-step distraction of Ximen Ancestor, who posed a greater threat to him!

The reason for this is because Ximen Ancestor is a living person, a living monk! Mana, tactics, thinking, and magic weapons can all be adjusted according to the opponent's movements, making targeted attacks and defenses.

So now is the real test for Zhao Junyu!

"Open it for me!"

Zhao Junyu was not afraid, the black-haired hunting and flying, the momentum of his whole body exploded, and a faint spatial black hole appeared behind him!

Facing the big hand, he slowly threw a punch.

Everyone only felt as if the heavens and the earth were about to collapse, the sun and the moon seemed to flow backwards, and time stood still!

It seems that all kinds of inexplicable forces have been accumulated around Zhao Junyu, and with the trajectory of his fist, all the great forces of heaven and earth within a radius of more than ten miles were pulled, and finally converged on Zhao Junyu's punch.

"Seven Absolute Emperor Fists, the Emperor's Fury!" With the majesty of the emperor and the anger of the emperor, with a bang, all the power condensed suddenly exploded in an instant

A brilliant pillar of cyan light, more than 100 zhang long, rushed out from Zhao Junyu's fist.

The pillar of light was originally only the thickness of an arm, but it suddenly became thicker on the way, and finally the diameter reached ten zhang, and with a bang, it hit the big hand that covered the sky and the sun head-on.

"Click!"

The big handprints shook one after another, and finally collapsed with a bang, shattering pieces by piece.

And Zhao Junyu's cyan pillar of light was also extinguished!

With a slam on the ground, the two of them turned pale and each took a dozen steps back.

Ximen Old Ancestor's face was shocked, and the palm he seemed to slap casually actually condensed his ten successes, four or five changes, in order to kill with one blow.

I didn't expect to be easily resolved by Zhao Junyu!

"It can't be like this anymore. "I felt the instability of the breath in my body and began to scurry.

Ximen Lao Zu knew that this was a forced exit, and the side effects caused by it were gradually appearing.

With two full shots, he couldn't take a junior in the early stage of the Yuan Infant, and he already felt that his face was dull and his heart was impetuous.

"Ancestor, I have seized the heavens, and I am only one step away from being distracted. ”

"You are an early junior, you dare to offend Tianwei, damn it!"

Ximen Old Ancestor made a move with one hand, only to see a flash of red light in the air, and there was an extra red sword in his two hands, the flames of the sword body flowed, and the sword tip emerged with a sword qi several feet long.

"Kill!"

After a blur of the figure of the ancestor of Ximen, he suddenly turned into seven identical figures, all holding a crimson sword in his hand, and the next moment the sound of breaking through the air was loud, and the seven ancestors shook their arms at the same time, and the red flame-like sword shadows came out like raindrops.

Each red sword shadow was twenty zhang in size, and the whole body was wrapped in blazing flames, and there were faint flame runes showing through, making a piercing sound of breaking the sky, surging towards Zhao Junyu in all directions.

"Good time!"

Zhao Junyu was shocked at first, this crimson sword turned out to be a top-grade magic weapon, and then he didn't have time to think about it, the seven ancestors had already pounced, he let out a long roar, the surging true yuan, like the Yangtze River, instantly soared, the momentum rushed straight to Xiao Han, the sixth level of Vientiane refining body trick climbed wildly, and the strong body was even more operational, and in an instant, almost at the same time, the fist was like a machine gun, suddenly hitting more than a dozen punches in all directions!

Click, click, incomparable violent fist wind, sword qi everywhere.

Several doppelgangers of Ximen Old Ancestor disappeared one after another, and Zhao Junyu hit more than a dozen punches in a row at this time, but he was already close to running out of oil.

With a bang, on the central Kun position, the body of Ximen Ancestor suddenly appeared, holding a red magic sword, and slashed at Zhao Junyu like a match!

(Po Sing Shek Academy)