The whole body of the boxer is shining with golden light, made on a stone mountain, the treasure is solemn, and the breath is restrained to the extreme.

If it weren't for the shining light of God, he might be regarded as an ordinary man.

"Close?"

The fist saint smiled: "There is still a big gap between me and your master and my master...... Even if I break through to the realm of the Emperor of Life and Death, I still can't surpass the former master, and I can't be called the Emperor of Fist. ”

In this regard, Pan Renlong deeply agreed.

That's right, boxing...... The Fist Saint is good, or the Fist Emperor, it's not just about the level of cultivation.

What's more important is to excel in boxing.

For example, Pan Renlong.

His cultivation is almost close to the Martial Saint, but if he is promoted to the Martial Saint, can he call himself a Fist Saint?

Apparently not.

At the very least, as far as boxing is concerned, he doesn't even have half of his master's attainments.

How can this be called a boxer?

Pan Renlong got back to business: "Master, why did you arrest me back? I almost killed this boy who didn't know what to do!"

Yes, it is true that Ling Jiuxiao is promoted to the ground level, but after Pan Renlong calmed down, he found that he was actually not weaker than others.

In the final analysis, it was the carelessness of the enemy at the beginning that Ling Jiuxiao would be tricked around.

There are clearly countless powers, and every shot is not much different from hitting the cotton, which is extremely aggrieved.

However, now that he goes back to fight, he will definitely be able to kill Ling Jiuxiao.

This kid won't have any way to live!

"Human Dragon. ”

The Fist Saint was silent for a moment and said, "The matter of Sunset City, this is the end, and our One Fist Sect cannot participate in it." ”

"Why?"

Pan Renlong was puzzled.

Sunset City is already a cake delivered in front of you, so why not eat it?

Moreover, when Shizun is out of the customs, as long as he waves his hand, it is estimated that Ling Jiuxiao will turn into a dead corpse, and even the dust will not be left, and he will be wiped out directly.

Why let go of such a great opportunity?

I can't tell the truth!

"Do you know what kind of punch is the teacher's fist?"

The boxer did not answer Pan Renlong's doubts, but asked slowly.

"Master's fist?"

Pan Renlong was stunned and said, "Master's fist is the fist of the Heavenly Dao!"

Yes, there are many kinds of fists, there are the fists of the five elements, the fists of yin and yang, and the fists of the boxing saint cultivators are the fists of the Heavenly Dao!

This is a very difficult road, even the Emperor of Fists has retreated, but the Saint of Fists has gone against the current, and it is a small achievement after all.

It is precisely like this, Pan Renlong is not convinced by anyone, so he obeys his master boxer.

"Well, I am cultivating the Heavenly Dao Fist, so I can vaguely glimpse the mysteries of the Heavenly Dao, and before I left the customs, I had a dream for the teacher. ”

The boxer said slowly.

"Dreams?"

Pan Renlong was a little surprised.

It's just that martial artists of their level rarely sleep.

How do you dream without sleeping?

"In my dream, I saw your ancestor Fist Emperor. ”

The boxing saint's expression suddenly became serious: "And Ling Jiuxiao, who fought with you before." ”

"What!"

Pan Renlong changed color for it...... How could the master ancestor appear in the dream of the master with Ling Jiuxiao?

"What I see is a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, and they are like bloody gods and demons fighting some enemies. ”

The Fist Saint hesitated and said, "That's all I saw...... Although I don't know the specific situation, your ancestor is on the same front as Ling Jiuxiao, so you can't make a random move on him. ”

"But Sunset City ......!"

Pan Renlong is unwilling.

The One Fist Sect is a very low-key sect, and with their background, they can completely occupy a larger mountain gate and more massive resources.

Therefore, after the master of the fist saint handed over the power of the One Fist Sect to himself, Pan Renlong immediately expanded to the outside world!

Sunset City is the most important step in the plan.

Without Sunset City, the plan would not be complete!

"Renlong, do you think that's all there is to it?"

The Fist Saint said meaningfully.

"What do you mean by ......?"

Pan Renlong, who knew his master's character, asked.

"Look at it, and you'll see why I stopped you. ”

As he spoke, the Fist Saint raised his hand to summon a heavenly mirror, and what appeared in it was the scene of Sunset City.

Sunset City.

The boxing saint suddenly took Pan Renlong away, and he looked at Jiang Pori, Qi Ziyan, Wu Se and others with a confused face.

Isn't it?

What if Ling Jiuxiao broke through?

The combat strength of the three of them is intact, and they are really afraid that they will not be able to eat Ling Jiuxiao?

"The boxer is too steady, and he doesn't want to take the slightest risk. ”

Qi Ziyan shook his head again and again.

The Martial Saint can summon the Heavenly Mirror to spy on the situation thousands of miles away.

Who knows if the boxing saint is looking at this, so Qi Ziyan is dissatisfied, and he doesn't dare to say excessive words in public.

"Please kill this son in the ancestral town!"

Jiang Pori suddenly bowed respectfully in the direction of the Jiang family!

"This ......!"

Uther was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect Jiang Pori to directly invite the Half-Saint Ancestor.

"Master Jiang, you're too anxious, aren't you?"

Qi Ziyan also persuaded.

The Half-Saint Ancestor can be said to be their biggest hole card, and it is better not to expose it, of course, not to expose it.

"It's imminent. ”

Jiang Pori said solemnly: "Don't say that you haven't found his weirdness. If we want to kill him, we must do it as soon as possible, or we will be defeated!"

Ling Jiuxiao looked at the three of them from a distance, and said with a laugh: "The three of them are the masters of the Sunset City, and they are so jealous of me...... Isn't that too much of an exaggeration?"

"Lifting, I don't think it's lifting at all!"

Jiang Pori's murderous intent was awe-inspiring: "You and my Jiang family have a deep grudge, and only one party can live today! Either you die, or we die!"

"Ancestors, please!"

Qi Ziyan took a deep breath, and when Jiang Pori finished speaking, he bowed deeply to Fang Wei of the Qi family!

The same is true of Uther.

Jiang Pori is right, now that the matter is now, you can't hide it, you have to use it if you have a trick, and kill Ling Jiuxiao!

"Daddy!"

Yan Wuwu's eyes were full of melancholy.

There is no way, the half-saints of the three families are coming, and with the fragmented Yan family alone, these remnants of the defeated army are no match for the three major forces like wolves and tigers after all.

"The ancestors of the sea are dying. ”

Hiko confessed the truth without guilt.

The two barbarian great sages couldn't find Ling Jiuxiao, and they didn't have any clues, so they could only attack Yan Canghai.

Anyway, they are barbarian great saints, martial saints, and it is a bit unreasonable to casually kill the warriors under them.

Therefore, for Yasheng Yan Canghai, this martial artist who was close to the True Martial Realm, showed no mercy and seriously injured him.

This is the main reason why the Yan family is divided.

Otherwise, with Yashengyan Canghai in charge, who would dare to rebel!

"Half-saint? I want to try, how much worse I am than a half-saint now. ”

Ling Jiuxiao felt the three majestic breaths of the Jiang family, the Qi family, and the Wu family rising into the sky, not only did he not panic at all, but he was a little eager to try.

"Boom!"

Soon, three astonishing auras converged and looked down at the crowd below.