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The Angel of Judgment and the King of Asceticism's smile suddenly stopped, his heart beating wildly, and he focused his gaze forward.

I saw that in the smoke and dust formed by the Hongmen Ancestor, the Judgment Angel and the Ascetic King, a figure slowly appeared in their field of vision.

"Dragon King Zhang Xingxing, how is it possible? Why are you not dead? Moreover, you can still stand up!" the Angel of Judgment cried out in terror, as if he had seen a ghost.

Standing aside, the ascetic king, who had always been unfazed, also shrank his pupils, and his face was full of surprise.

They knew very well what kind of force they had just used to bombard Zhang Xingxing.

Moreover, when the three of them attacked, they firmly locked on Zhang Xingxing, and the attack speed was very fast.

In that case, even the most powerful king-level giants would be impossible to dodge.

However, what is the situation now?

Zhang Xingxing is not dead or seriously injured, even the skin is not broken.

This, how is that possible!

After a while, the Angel of Judgment suddenly came to his senses, and grinned, "Dragon King Zhang Xingxing." Although, I don't know why you were able to survive the attack just now, intact. But, do you think you can handle me and the Ascetic King?"

"Or maybe your current integrity is just a façade...... In the real situation, you are already covered in bruises, ready to fall to the ground at any time, unconscious?"

The voice of the Angel of Judgment was very plain, but it was like a divine sound, resonating with heaven and earth, forming a strange energy that could not be seen by ordinary people, and drilled into Zhang Xingxing's ears.

I have to say that the Angel of Judgment is worthy of being an old king-level giant, attacking invisibly, and not giving people any defense at all.

It's a pity that the target of his attack is the owner of "Fiery Eyes", Zhang Xingxing, who has seen through all the falsehoods.

Zhang Xingxing's eyes flashed with a gleam, and with a wave of his hand, the strange energy that surged towards him instantly turned into smoke and dust and disappeared.

"Up!"

Seeing this, the Angel of Judgment drank in a low voice, and shot out with the King of Asceticism, without any hesitation at all.

They all know very well that today, if Zhang Xingxing does not die, then the person who dies is likely to be himself.

Suddenly, the wind roared, and the momentum of the two continued to rise, bursting out with endless brilliant and holy light, and faintly resonating, gathering together, and finally forming a full moon in the night, completely illuminating the dark secret realm.

Zhang Xingxing's eyes narrowed, he knew that the Judgment Angel and the Ascetic King were probably going to perform some kind of terrible move.

Although, Zhang Xingxing is confident that he will be able to follow.

However, he is not stupid, he just stands in place honestly, and lets the enemy brew a strong move to attack him.

"Six-Character Mantra" passed in Zhang Xingxing's mind.

He took a deep breath and drank aloud.

"Well!"

Suddenly, a huge golden word "Ma" swept through the raging hurricane and flew sideways towards the Angel of Judgment and the King of Asceticism.

"Boom!"

After a dull loud thud, the holy light that surrounded the ascetic king and the angel of judgment drifted out like dandelion seeds in a howling wind.

"What?" the Angel of Judgment exclaimed, his face turning slightly pale.

Obviously, he didn't expect his move to be destroyed so easily by Zhang Xingxing before it could be unleashed.

And the King of Asceticism, as an old king-level giant, reacted really well.

If you can't make a move, you will take a quick step.

"Suppress the clutches of the devil!"

The ascetic king clasped his hands together and kept muttering in his mouth.

Then, in the blink of an eye, more than a dozen white palms suddenly waved.

Every time he swung out, he lifted a thick layer of dust on the ground, and the power was extremely terrifying.

Obviously, every palm has a lot of power.

And when these palms flew in the air, they gathered together and became a giant palm of more than ten meters.

In the face of this terrifying giant palm roaring in, the "baby" in Zhang Xingxing's body bloomed with brilliant light, and clusters of pure energy quickly surged into the fist, and suddenly waved.

"Ten styles of dragon law, dragon tail swing!"

"Aang!"

A golden dragon roared in the sky, fangs and claws, and wagged its tail violently, colliding directly with the giant palm.

The terrifying wave of energy spread rapidly in all directions.

"Aang!"

However, this is not the end, in the midst of the rolling waves.

The golden dragon continued to fly forward, swept away with terrifying power, and the target was none other than the Ascetic King.

The ascetic king's face suddenly changed wildly, he knew that he could not resist this move, his body exploded, and at the same time, he swung several palms again, colliding with the golden dragon.

However, Rao is like this, the ascetic king was also scratched by the dragon in the abdomen, the skin was open, and the blood was wanton.

On the other hand, the Angel of Judgment had seized the opportunity and spread his wings and soared fifteen meters into the air, chanting incantations incantations in his mouth.

Suddenly, above his head, dense black talismans appeared, and they were quickly connected together, forming an incomparably mysterious portal.

"Pure World!"

The Angel of Judgment shouted softly, like a divine voice, rippling in the secret realm.

"Squeak!"

The mysterious portal, after a rotation of a circle, slowly opened.

The snow-white streamer, like a spring of water, vented down, and everywhere it passed, the space was distorted, and the power was so terrifying that it was suffocating, as if it had the power to annihilate everything.

And the target of this streamer is Zhang Xingxing, who is standing below.

A gleam flashed in Zhang Xingxing's eyes, and he said in a low voice: "Jingshi, and I'm not afraid to laugh off my big teeth." ”

As he spoke, Zhang Xingxing shook his hand, and a two-meter-long lightsaber appeared in his palm.

Then with a wave of his hand, a mighty sword flew out.

"Sword Twelve!"

Where the sword passed, it seemed to cut a long hole in the space.

And when it encounters the cathartic streamer, it is even more powerful, directly split from the middle, and divided into two halves.

"Impossible!"

The face of the Angel of Judgment was completely filled with horror, and he hurriedly moved the mysterious portal behind him to the front to resist the attack of the sword.

"Click!"

However, when the sword touched the doorway, it was like a sharp divine weapon, cut on the tofu, and it was extremely easy, and the portal was split in two.

"Shhh

The Angel of Judgment hiding behind the portal had an extra red blood streak from the center of his eyebrows down.

The Angel of Judgment stammered, "You...... You're ...... The Holy See will not let you go......"

Before he finished speaking, a cluster of blood shot out from the middle of the Angel of Judgment's body.

Then, the Angel of Judgment went limp, and fell straight from the sky.

"Poof!"

With a dull sound, the silence of the entire secret realm returned to it.

(End of chapter)

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