Daojun Xiaocheng's realm is estimated to be the limit of this winged demon king.

Such a shallow-based demon cultivator, even if there is a Dao Monarch cultivation, I believe that there are many powerful Quasi-Dao Monarch powerhouses with strong bloodlines who can fight with him, let alone Emperor Yunxiao.

is also a strong man in the realm of Daojun Xiaocheng, and it seems that the deputy city lord of Longxiang can crush this person.

"Is this your new eagle dog?"

As soon as these words came out, all the monks around who had sensitive ears exploded their scalps and looked at the Winged Demon King in horror.

"Bastard boy, you're looking for death!"

Yi Xuan Daojun's face froze, and after reacting, he was furious, his body probed, and the Taishi chair under his buttocks was torn apart and scattered in all directions.

Wing Daojun pulled out a flowing water long knife out of nowhere, and volleyed it upside down and slashed towards Emperor Yunxiao.

The silver knife cut through the layers of waves, and the ferocious aura was poured into the long knife, and before the knife arrived, the fierce murderous aura rose to the sky, frightening the surrounding demons to scatter in a hurry.

"Bang! ”

Emperor Yunxiao's face remained unchanged, the five fingers of his right hand were brought together, and a brilliant sword slashed on the silver sword, releasing a crisp sound of steel colliding.

The three-foot sword in the hand of Yi Daojun shook violently, expanding and contracting, and the ferocious Gang Qi encountered the sword gang turned out of Emperor Yunxiao's five fingers, and it was difficult to slash down.

Kun Yuyang, who was about to stop him on the deck in the distance, looked stunned, and his heart was shocked, the qi sword condensed by Emperor Yunxiao casually actually directly blocked the sword of a Dao monarch.

It's incredible!

Although the Wing Dao Monarch is not the top powerhouse among the Dao Monarchs, he has finally stepped into the threshold of the Yao Guang Wheel, and the real Dao Monarch is a strong man, so why can't he be Emperor Yunxiao?

"What a little cub, no wonder you dare to make a big fuss, it turns out that you have a hand!"

At this moment, Yi Xuan Daojun's expression was awe-inspiring, the person followed the knife, the person was still in the air, and countless sword shadows had been split in an instant, and a sharp sword light enveloped Di Yunxiao's whole body.

In an instant, the sharp sword was already close to Emperor Yunxiao's body within three feet, and it was about to tear his flesh apart.

Di Yunxiao's eyelids twitched slightly, looking at the sword light in the sky, the corners of his mouth sneered, and he just punched out.

"True Martial Dragon Fist"!

Bang!

There was a low voice like rolling thunder in the void, and Di Yunxiao's punch blasted out, directly hitting the speed above the sound barrier, and the milky white smoke cloud exploded, and the void was shaking, as if it was almost broken by him.

The indomitable intention of this punch is enough to tarnish the stormy waves.

Yi Daojun's expression changed suddenly, and he felt the violent force of the sword back, and hurriedly shook his body and slashed several times to eliminate it, discharging most of the strength of Di Yunxiao's punch.

"Broken Mountain Knife, nine knives in one. ”

"Eight poles collapse, cracking mountains and rivers!"

A sound that seemed to be the sound of Hong Zhong Dalu rushed out, forcibly overturning the waves around him.

The battle between Yi Daojun and Di Yunxiao was like a meteorite in contact with the earth, making a deafening roar, and the blow of the two was not only mixed with Wan Jun's internal strength, but also a contest of flesh and strength.

As the swords and fists intersected, the void under the feet of Wing Dao Jun and Emperor Yunxiao slammed into it, and layers of force passed through the void and directly transmitted to the sea below.

Suddenly, the sea level behind the two of them collapsed, and the waves that were more than ten zhang high rolled out for more than ten miles before they slowly calmed down, and everyone was dumbfounded.

There was a feeling of paralysis in the right hand of Yi Daojun holding the long knife, and a palpitation appeared in his pupils.

He didn't expect that the superposition of the nine knives he used would be carried down by Emperor Yunxiao with his physical body.

He hadn't seen a ruthless person with a strong body, whether it was the spirit of the rock clan or the power demon in the sea, few of the strong people he came into contact with could shatter his sword with his body alone.

But Emperor Yunxiao blocked it, and it seemed that this Terran kid didn't seem to be injured much.

"Okay! a little trick, I didn't expect that there are also people in the demon clan who study swordsmanship, although they haven't stepped into the door of the knife path, but they can be regarded as a small success. Then the king will give you a punch. ”

Emperor Yunxiao, who took three steps back, was not surprised or rejoiced, laughed, and his whole body was boiling with battle intent, surging like an ocean.

He originally thought that this Wing Dao Monarch did not have much inheritance, and his bloodline was mixed, and it was difficult to get into the hall of elegance, but now it seems that there is something to be desired.

"The Overlord of the Three Styles of the Outer Dao of the "Fighting Wheel Sutra" carries the Ding!"

He punched out again, this time not relying purely on brute force before, but simple and atmospheric, with a vast and ancient charm, with the help of "Thousand Jun Stacks" and the three ways of exerting force, he blasted out a fierce and domineering violent punch.

Emperor Yunxiao stepped into the sky, like a long-dormant deep-sea dragon, soaring into the air, turning into a dragon soaring for nine days, swimming gracefully, roaring into the sky.

One punch out, the heavens and the earth collapse!

Yi Daojun's face was unprecedentedly dignified, and Emperor Yunxiao's punch had already drawn to the opportunity of heaven and earth, and the sense of oppression transmitted from all around him made him feel a huge threat.

"Cut off the flow of water, Nushan River!"

The long knife in his hand was in his hand, and at the speed of a snail, it seemed to be slowly and quickly cutting out a knife.

This knife was still in the void, and it changed dozens of times in a row, and finally all of them turned into a complete knife ring, and a mysterious avenue of meaning permeated.

In the face of Di Yunxiao's punch, he actually subconsciously used his Origin Law.

"Boom, boom..."

The sword fist intersected again, the knife ring shattered, and the wing Daojun changed color, and the power transmitted by Emperor Yunxiao's punch was simply a tsunami, which soared three times compared to Fang Cai.

The long knife in his hand trembled violently, as if it was about to break, and the force almost made his hand bones crack.

The little human doll in front of him, who he despised, relied on his physical strength to force him to fall into an absolute disadvantage.

"It can't be!"

"Hahaha, yes, the right hand was not shattered by the king's strength, come again!"

Emperor Yunxiao let out a long roar, the black hair fluttered, the armor clanged, the majestic mana boiled, the green light in his eyes soared, the battle intent was in the air, and the scarlet blood and wolf smoke spread directly to the sky.

He wrapped his hands around him, as if he had taken the entire East China Sea into his arms, hugging the sky and the moon, mixed with thousands of energy, and turning the sky with one blow.

"Let you see the real horror of the "True Martial Emperor Fist" that is matched by the immortal method of "Fighting the Wheel Sutra", the first blow, the Sky Hammer!"

The momentum smashed down, the void flipped over, the golden light shone, and Emperor Yunxiao's punch burst out with peerless fist strength.

"Bang!"

Yi Daojun's body was directly blasted away dozens of feet, only to hear the sound of bones clicking and breaking, he flipped in the air, and a lot of blood spurted out of his mouth and nose.

Emperor Yunxiao instantly stepped forward, his hands spread like bird's wings, and he slashed in the air, and the red light was like a sword.

"Second blow, dragon slayer. ”

The red light was cut in the air, with an unavoidable ferocious fist.

(End of chapter)