The two fists clashed, and there was such a movement, which was simply beyond the expectations of all spectators.

Such a result can only be described as terrible.

Many spectators asked themselves in their hearts, I am afraid that they will not be able to catch even the aftermath of such a battle.

"Ants meet dragons, you still have self-knowledge, why do you dare to come and fight against me so ignorant of life and death. Murong Xiaotian shouted, his long hair flying, and he threw nine punches at Xuantian one after another, each blow hitting a fatal vital point.

"Ripe is strong and ripe is weak, and you know it. According to the current shape, it is not certain who is the ant and who is the dragon. Xuantian responded, also waving his iron fist and striking nine blows.

"Bang!", "Bang!", "Bang!", ......

In the midst of nine crashes in succession, there was finally a hint of victory and defeat.

Bloody mist. Murong Xiaotian's two fists were actually shattered in battle, turning into a burst of blood mist. The arm was built, but it was covered with cracks.

"Now, the best proof of ants and dragons, you are inferior to me. Xuantian said, his eyes as sharp as ever.

Four months ago, he had become a king in Sunset City, and at the same time, he was powerful and strengthened his body.

It can be said that his body is invincible among his peers, and few people can be beautiful.

"Boom!"

There was a burst of exclamations from the surrounding area. Murong Xiaotian's face was ugly.

Murong Xiaotian, who was known as one of the top tyrants of the Monarch City, was actually injured, what an amazing fact.

Many people once predicted that in the King City, there were no more than a handful of people who could compete with Murong Xiaotian's physical body. However, just today, people have seen such a legendary scene.

"It's ridiculous, it's just a flesh. Don't think that if you are not a king, you can't regenerate flesh and blood. Although Murong Xiaotian was angry, he didn't have the slightest fear, and in the roar, his two arms exploded with a "boom!" and turned into a blood mist.

"What is this for, why did Murong Dashao harm himself. Many people exclaimed, expressing puzzlement.

But soon, people got the answer.

"Roar!"

Murong Xiaotian roared in the sky, emitting an astonishing dragon roar. Where his shoulder was broken, blood flowed and glowed, and then a tiny claw grew rapidly.

Many people exclaimed, and in the blink of an eye, they found that Murong Xiaotian's shoulder had two more dragon claws.

Yes, it's a dragon's claw, which is about the same size as an arm. Murong Xiaotian replaced his arms with dragon claws and fought in battle.

"Oh my God! this guy has killed a dragon before. In addition, he also knows the ancient technique of transferring flowers and connecting bodies, and has long practiced two dragon claws into his body. The white turtle exclaimed, seeing through a qiē.

On the side, many people were relieved when they heard this.

"Murong Xiaotian once killed a divine dragon, and the blood of the divine beast stained the city gate red. ”

"There's such a thing. The great battle of that year, which lasted for a day and a night, shocked the people of the entire royal city. ”

Many people were talking, looking at Murong Xiaotian's two dragon claws in horror.

"So what? You're still going to die. Xuantian roared, his hair fluttering wildly, and flew towards Murong Xiaotian to attack.

He was like a peerless demon, flying in the air, and a terrifying aura descended.

Murong Xiaotian was fearless, waving his two dragon claws to meet the attack, fighting with Xuantian together, fighting on the ground for a while, and then rushing into the sky.

This is a big battle between young and strong men, which can be described as terrifying, the sky and the earth are dark, the sun and the moon are dark.

Even, the terrifying power emanated, making the sun in the sky, where there was only a crescent moon left, swaying, as if it was about to be defeated by the battle of two people.

With only half a pillar of incense, the power that poured out of here has reached a shocking level, and I am afraid that the king's blow is nothing more than that.

"Boom!"

Half a day later, a figure quickly flew upside down and rushed towards the earth.

It was Murong Xiaotian, who lost a small move in the fight, was knocked away by Xuantian's punch, and was knocked into the earth.

The scene was astonishing, and countless dust rose into the sky. There was a terrible sinking of the earth, and the entire land of three thousand miles was reduced to ruins, and the dense cracks did not know how far they had spread.

A lot of people wailed, they were affected, and there were many people buried in the dirt at this moment.

Fortunately, these people are monks, and with a little struggle, they can break free from the cover of the earth.

"Roar!"

In the roar of the dragon, countless dirt were shaken away by the sound waves, and a huge pit a hundred feet deep appeared on the ground.

At the bottom of the pit, Murong Xiaotian roared, and the whole was a wolf, and his hair and clothes were full of broken earth debris.

He was howling angrily, his hair fluttering like grass, his clothes were blowing like a strong wind, and his eyes were as red as blood.

From his voice, a trace of unwillingness could be heard, as well as the monstrous anger.

"Kill, today is either you die or I die, as long as I am alive, you don't want to get out of this world half a step. Murong Xiaotian roared angrily, rose to the sky again, and ran towards the sky.

His figure resembled a red bolt of lightning, with a hint of blue in it.

"This is a legacy from my ancestors, specially used to kill all kinds of great demons. Today is your time of death. Murong Xiaotian roared in the sky, and there was already an extra blue halberd in his hand.

"Again, if it's the last moment, if you lose. I'm not going to kill you. As long as you kneel down and kowtow to me three times, I will let you live. Xuantian teased, and then took out the magic sword to fight the enemy.

"Kill!" Murong Xiaotian roared, and the sound shook the sky, spreading throughout a radius of millions of miles.

As soon as he heard kneeling down and kowtowing, his heart burned with anger, and he remembered the scene in the ancient forest again, Xuantian actually forced his doppelganger to kowtow.

Without the slightest hesitation, the anger in Murong Xiaotian's heart had burned to the extreme. At this moment, he directly brandished the halberd and slashed at Xuantian's head.

On the other side, Xuantian also moved his body, waved the magic sword in his hand, and stepped forward to meet it.

The sky was gray and dark, without a single ray of light. But in an instant, the light dispersed and became incomparably gorgeous, like fireworks blooming.

The halberd collided with the magic sword, and the entire sky echoed with the sound of fighting.

There is no doubt that Murong Xiaotian is powerful, especially his pair of dragon arms, which are even more powerful, and the terrifying force can shake Xuantian back several times.

"It's a supreme fight. I'm afraid that in the entire history of the city of kings, it is very rare. ”

"When a peerless genius meets a great demon king, it is so earth-shattering. ”

A lot of people talked and watched the battle in the sky.

At this moment, they all have a feeling in their hearts that this trip is worth it.

Yes, the battles were so exciting, there was no one who didn't exclaim. Even those who were wounded in the aftermath of the battle are sighing at this moment, thinking that the bloodshed is worth it, to be able to see this great battle.

"Come on, kill that hateful fellow, beat him to death, and then the gods will annihilate him in one fell swoop. The white turtle shouted.

"Don't be weak, but show the temperament of killing gods. Especially with that indomitable will on the dirt road, it was more than enough to kill this stinky boy. The scimitar roared at the sky.

The two guys shouted, cheering on the ground and cheering for Xuantian.

This battle lasted for a day and a night before it was over.

In the last scene, Xuantian's hair flew wildly, soaring into the sky like a nine-day waterfall, and then fell, beating Murong Xiaotian's body to pieces, and blood rained.

"Ahem!"

In the weak cough, Murong Xiaotian struggled, leaving only one head still hanging on his breath, dying.

In the air, his body was slowly falling like a kite with a broken string.

"Dang!"

There was a loud metallic thud on the ground. It was the blue halberd that fell to the ground with the fall of Murong Xiaotian, smashing a big hole in the ground.

"Very well, this is when the present god appears. The most honorable kills will appear in my hands. The white turtle shouted and decided to step forward and kill Murong Xiaotian.

"I didn't expect that I would die at the hands of an ant in the end. Murong Xiaotian glanced at the white turtle, and a miserable smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"What? You dare to say that this god is an ant. Go die, you were a god back then, and I didn't care about it, let alone a loser like you. The white turtle's nose was bent, and at this moment he came to Murong Xiaotian's side, kicking hard, and the turtle's claws kept trampling Murong Xiaotian's head in the air.

"Don't talk big, at least for now, you are an ant in my eyes. Murong Xiaotian was disdainful, so naturally he wouldn't believe the white turtle's words.

"You're going to die a terrible death. The white turtle grinned, just spit out a sentence lightly, and then his expression was fierce.

The next moment, an earthy yellow artifact appeared in its claws, which was one of the nine artifacts of the Ferris Disk, Qianqiu Gong.

"Give it to me!" the white turtle roared, controlled the grinding disc of Zhantian, and took Murong Xiaotian into it, and then turned the mill to grind.

Soon, Murong Xiaotian's terrible screams came from the Heavenly Mill Plate, as if he had been tortured by stripping his bones, and his voice was extremely miserable.

After hearing this, many people's bodies couldn't help but tremble, and goosebumps stood up all over their bodies.

After a few minutes, the screams in the grinding disc were gone. The white turtle gently opened the grinding disc, and then shook it, and suddenly a lot of blood-red powder was sprinkled.

"A good person, but as a result, he was ground into blood medicine, and every qiē was brought on by you. The white turtle muttered to himself about the powder, and then handed the powder to the little scimitar, saying that these were blood essences, the essence of a young genius.

The little scimitar retched, some could not swallow it, and threw it away on the spot.

On the side, many people were dumbfounded. Looking at the blood essence powder scattered on the ground, I couldn't help but drum in my heart.

Yes, it seems that this turtle is also terrifying, and it is impossible to provoke. In an instant, many people had this idea in their hearts. At the same time, it also verifies the old saying, that is, there are no good scum around the demon king. Even a small turtle should not be taken lightly.