"Emperor of Heaven, don't go too far!" Cao Pengcheng said dissatisfiedly, his mind was immersed in the scene of Liu Xu being soft in the hall,

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"Liu Xu, you have to know that you have already killed the Painting Sage! What else do you have to do? You must know that behind the Painting Sage stand our three major sects!"

Pang Yuanlong stepped forward and stood side by side with Cao Pengcheng, questioning in his mouth, with dissatisfaction between his eyebrows.

"That's right, Heavenly Emperor, you are the enemy of the three major sects, you have to think clearly!" Sheng Ziqiu scolded.

The poet saint, King Dan, and King Fu also faced Liu Xu directly.

"The Emperor of Heaven is for the sake of a mere woman, are you sure you want to fight with me to the death?" After taking a large amount of healing pills, the painting saint's injuries have healed,

stood up, walked forward, and Cao Pengcheng, Pang Yuanlong, and Sheng Ziqiu glared at Liu Xu angrily, their eyebrows full of anger.

The worst martial artists watching the battle in the distance are beyond the realm, watching quietly, Cao Pengcheng, Pang Yuanlong, Sheng Ziqiu and others are speaking, and they hear it clearly.

This is a gathering of top forces!

Their eyes looked at the Emperor of Heaven Liu Xu, they waited for the Emperor of Heaven's answer, and they didn't know what choice the Emperor would make.

They are more inclined that Liu Xu will choose to back down, after all, they are not facing ordinary people, but the three major sects.

The top three sects in Qiongzhou, although the Emperor of Heaven is strong, he can't resist the three major sects.

Liu Xu's footsteps stopped, his face remained unchanged, he was already the center of the whole world, and all eyes were concentrated.

"You are also worthy of representing the three major sects?" Liu Xu glanced at Cao Pengcheng, Pang Yuanlong, and Sheng Ziqiu, disdainfully, and said indifferently,

The words are even more arrogant, and his eyes are contemptuous, like looking at an ant, domineering, and high, this is him Liu Xu.

"Die!"

After finishing speaking, Liu Xu grasped his fist in his hand, and attacked towards the painting saint with one punch, the power of six hundred and nine divine dragons.

is ready to completely bombard the painting saint, even though the painting saint occupies a strong stroke in his plan. ’

But he didn't spare the slightest hand, and was ready to kill the painting saint with one punch, and the painting saint's move touched Liu Xu's bottom line.

If he doesn't kill the painting saint, he is a man and an emperor in vain.

"Presumptuous! Liu Xu, you are so bold!" Cao Pengcheng, Pang Yuanlong, Sheng Ziqiu and others were furious,

They must not watch the painting saint die, the weapon in his hand appears, the vitality is surging, surging vertically and horizontally,

The Taoist weapon in his hand appeared, vertical and horizontal, and there was a fairy treasure among them, which was held by Cao Pengcheng.

They all carried three or four hundred heads of divine power to attack Liu Xu, and even the power carried by the immortal treasure reached five hundred heads of divine power.

"I can't help myself!"

The corners of Liu Xu's mouth showed disdain, contempt, although their strength is good, it is only good,

In front of Liu Xu, it can be said that it is far from enough, the power of the six hundred and nine divine dragons is vertical and horizontal, and even half of the power is used.

"Boom"

"Boom"

"Boom"

The attacks collided violently, and the Dao weapon and Xianbao flew back directly upside down, and were strongly suppressed by Liu Xu.

"Poof"

Cao Pengcheng, Pang Yuanlong, and Sheng Ziqiu spurted blood in their mouths, and their bodies were thrown out, and their complexions changed greatly.

How could the Emperor of Heaven be so strong, with just one blow, he attacked and resisted several of them, and even severely injured them,

"Run"

At this moment, Cao Pengcheng, Pang Yuanlong, and Sheng Ziqiu deeply felt that Liu Xu was different from the hall.

They felt that if they continued to fight, Liu Xu would really kill them, and quickly fled upward.

"Goo-dong!"

"Shhh

The surrounding warriors were all making embarrassed sounds of swallowing spit, or gasping for air.

At this moment, they deeply felt Liu Xu's domineering, as well as the strong, which simply didn't take the three major sects in their eyes.

"I'll leave them all behind!"

Liu Xu snorted coldly, stepped into the air, and then took the initiative, first Cao Pengcheng, Pang Yuanlong, and Sheng Ziqiu reached the sky.

When several people flew towards the top, Liu Xu kicked and slashed towards the bottom, with a heavy and irresistible force.

Towards the suppression of a few people, the strong force, irresistible, directly suppressed a few people to the ground.

"Boom"

"Boom"

"Boom"

....

Several people were embedded in the ground, blood spitting out of their mouths, and they were injured again.

"It's not so easy to escape!"

Liu Xu's palm moved, and a huge suction force was issued, sucking the painting saint from the ground to the palm.

The palm of his hand was firmly locked in the throat of the painting saint, and he said coldly in his mouth.

"Painting saints, garbage-like things, also worthy of showing off their might in front of me?" Liu Xu's eyes were indifferent,

With murderous intent in his eyes, he looked at the painting saint and said coldly,

"Let go... I... I! Qiongzhou has a large number of martial arts.... They have all received my favor, you... You.... Do you believe it, they will attack the big man if I say a word?"

"Painting Saint, isn't it remarkable?" Liu Xu said coldly, the corners of his mouth were deeply disdainful.

The eyes are even more playful looking at the painting saint,

"Smack!" Liu Xu slapped at the painting saint, "Threaten me, do you know that your life is in my hands?"

"Liu Xu, you...."The painting saint said angrily.

"Smack!" Liu Xu moved his palm and slapped it again: "Your name is also your name?"

With a palm fanning over, the face of the painting saint was directly torn, but the realm of supernatural powers was extremely powerful.

The healing ability was even faster, and in a moment, the torn face had recovered.

"Smack"

"I'm also something you can provoke?"

"Smack!"

"Propose to me, you are also worthy!"

"Smack"

"What kind of thing is it, and it is worthy of showing off in front of me?"

.....

Liu Xu said coldly, his palm was not idle, and he kept swinging out, and his strength was controlled very accurately.

Just right, without tearing the face again.

Cao Pengcheng, Pang Yuanlong, Sheng Ziqiu, Shisheng, King Dan, and King Fu had already come out of the ground, but they didn't dare to escape, their bodies trembled a little, looking at some in front of them, with deep fear, great horror,

"It is worthy of being a person who dares to claim the title of Emperor of Heaven!" The surrounding warriors were shocked, and it was not a cat or a dog who was slapped in the face.

It is a painting saint, a painting saint in Qiongzhou, one of the two saints and two kings that no one dares to provoke.

"Ahh

The connection was slapped in the face, and in front of the world's warriors, the painting saint was furious, and there was an angry roar in his mouth, and suddenly there was a thunderous sound in his body,

It's going outside,

Painting the saint's struggling movements, he actually broke through to reach the realm of supernatural powers at this desperate moment.

The bottleneck that had trapped him for two hundred years was torn apart at this moment.

The sound of wind and thunder surging in the sky was heard "boom", and rolling thunderclouds gathered in the air, and thunderclouds appeared for miles.

"Painting the Holy Breakthrough Divine Power! This is the Thunder Tribulation!"

The surrounding warriors were stunned, and I don't know who exclaimed, and the rest of the warriors quickly shot into the distance.

The figure was even more embarrassed in a hurry, and left quickly, panicking in his heart, this was a thunderstorm.