Chapter Twenty-Seven: Shot

After "transforming", the fat white man nodded with satisfaction.

And Yu Xiaoxian, who happened to turn to look at the man, was stunned to take in this scene! However, the other party obviously didn't plan to give him time to be in a daze, only to see that the person appeared in front of Yu Xiaoxian with a teleportation, and hit Xiaoxian's chest with his right fist again.

Since the opponent's attack was not concealed, Yu Xiaoxian clearly sensed that the target of his attack was his chest, and he had already crossed his arms on his chest to take precautions.

At this moment, the man's fist had already attacked, only to hear a bang, the fist hit Yu Xiaoxian's arm with a faint golden light, a huge force burst out instantly, and Xiaoxian's clothes that were blowing directly with his fist wind were tightly attached to his body, and at the same time, his right leg, which was overwhelmed, took a small step back before regaining his body.

Seeing that the blow didn't work, the fat white man also slammed his left hand towards Yu Xiaoxian's arm with a little strength, and at the same time slammed his right hand back. In this way, he kept beating his left and right bows on Yu Xiaoxian's arms, and the speed of his attack gradually increased, and in the blink of an eye, his fists formed a cone-shaped fist shadow.

Yu Xiaoxian condensed all the mana that could be used in his whole body on his arms to defend with all his might, intending to counterattack the man at the first opportunity, but he didn't expect the other party to continue to attack with his hammer-like fists, and the two of them were frozen in place in this way, but at this time, Yu Xiaoxian had been suppressed in place by this seemingly simple attack method, unable to move a bit.

Soon the golden light on Yu Xiaoxian's arms flickered overwhelmingly, seeing this scene Xiaoxian was shocked, and endured the sharp pain from his arms, desperately controlling the remaining golden light to gather his arms, and a strange scene appeared, those golden lights were not wrapped around his arms like before, but gathered on his arms and disappeared in a flash.

At this time, Yu Xiaoxian clearly felt a sore itch coming from his arm, and a layer of golden scales was born at a speed visible to the naked eye. At the same time, his arms became as hard as King Kong and there was no longer any pain, which made Yu Xiaoxian feel that with only one hand, it was enough to receive the opponent's attack.

The fat white man naturally discovered this

Abnormal change, but after seeing this scene, his eyes showed an unprecedented solemnity, and at the same time, the speed and power of his fists were suddenly increased to the extreme under his control.

Yu Xiaoxian no longer had the previous struggle, and took action based on his own feelings. It instantly retracted its right arm and quickly punched forward.

With a bang, a metallic sound came out with a piercing scream, and his right fist struck the opponent's left fist impartially.

This was the man's right hand attack that also paused under its influence, and Yu Xiaoxian seized the opportunity to strike out his left fist again, but it did not attack the man's right hand, but where he faced the door.

The man reacted very quickly, quickly withdrew his arms, crossed and just blocked his eyes, he was hit by Xiao Xian, and quickly took five or six steps back before he could stabilize his body.

Yu Xiaoxian fell down under the force of the anti-earthquake and re-stood on the ground outside the platform. At this time, he realized that he was standing in mid-air before, and a strange feeling suddenly arose in his heart.

From being suppressed by the man's attack to successfully reversing the punch of the fat white man, all this seemed complicated, but in fact, it only took a minute or two.

"Half-demonized?" the white fat man, looking at Yu Xiaoxian's two arms covered in scales, said thoughtfully. At the same time, his right hand reached behind his back, and he once again grasped the yellow cloth wrapping, and his hands crossed it in front of him.

I saw that the row of crimson runes on the thing was still red, and the light was faintly flickering.

The white fat man's eyes swept over the object's face, and the solemn color became even more serious, and the sound of a real spell came out of his mouth, and a moment later it stopped abruptly with the voice of "Conquer the law with things!"

I saw that a layer of faint white light lit up on his body again, and quickly turned into a filament of light and converged towards the thing he was holding in his right hand, and it was taken in an instant

The anomaly "absorbs" clean.

The crimson rune on the artifact seemed to have been replenished, and a thick red light the thickness of an arm lit up, enveloping the artifact, and it looked like a lightsaber from a distance.

As soon as the sword light was formed, the originally kind face of the white fat man was replaced by a strong killing intent.

"Sword!Slash!Nine!Xiao!" The fat white man parted his feet slightly, held the hilt of the sword with both hands, and slowly raised the "lightsaber" above his head, and at the same time, the crimson light extended to the sky with a thud and plunged straight into the clouds.

When the man took the object, Yu Xiaoxian felt that the dangerous aura gradually became stronger, and quickly retreated back.

And when the man's voice fell, the dangerous aura actually locked it, making him feel that he could not avoid it.

Seeing that the situation was not good, he decisively turned around and fled backwards, while moving left and right to escape from the sword light lock.

But before he could run far, an extremely cold word "slash!" had already come out of the mouth of the man behind him.

The sword light reached the top of Yu Xiaoxian's head in the blink of an eye, and in a hurry, he had to stop dodging, quickly turned around in place and connected the red light with his scaly hands.

"Ahh

I saw him kneeling on one knee on the ground, and the red light was dragged above his head like a tangible thing, and his hands that dragged the bright light were like being roasted, and wisps of green smoke were sizzling out at this moment.

Yu Xiaoxian endured the pain, took a sharp breath, and his scaly arms loomed with golden light again, and he struggled to drag the red light upward.

Seeing this, the white fat man holding the "sword" in both hands on the opposite side showed a trace of disdain in his eyes, only to see that he only used a slight force on his arms, and then pressed down Yu Xiaoxian's slowly raised hands again, and the red light was almost attached to Xiaoxian's scalp.

"Aren't you showing up yet?" the fat white man muttered to himself, and with a single effort of his hands, he was about to cut the person in front of him in two.

At this moment, a slender white light with the thickness of a thumb was quickly "inserted" into the red light between Yu Xiaoxian and the white fat man, only to see that the red light was like glass, and many cracks were born centered on the place where the white mang was, and a faint white light lit up from it.

Immediately afterward, a dazzling white light accompanied by a thunderous roar was emitted, and the red light broke inch by inch under the expanding force generated by the white mang, and at the same time, the white fat man and Xiao Xian flew backwards one after another under its impact.

A figure flashed behind Yu Xiaoxian and hugged him, and slowly fell to the ground, and Yu Xiaoxian just glanced at the person, and when he was about to say something, he fainted like a loss of strength, and the scales on his arms quickly became smaller and faded, revealing his scarred palm again.

The fat white man on the opposite side was not so lucky, he was shocked by the force and flew for more than ten meters before falling heavily to the ground.

But he didn't seem to be hurt, and said lightly: "Efa Condenser!? Finally, you can't help but make a move? It seems that you have a lot to do with this kid!"

As he spoke, the fat white man slowly stood up from the ground with his hands on the ground, looking calm and calm.

It's just that when he saw the appearance of the person who saved the little sage, he roared angrily: "Who are you? dare to steal my Dragon Tiger Mountain Patriarch Dao robe?!"