Wang Xuan didn't see much of this kind of skill in blocking the range, but this time he saw it again. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

With just one punch, he can have such power, if these fist shadows are allowed to fall on Wang Xuan, even if he is not dead, he will definitely be seriously injured!

He was confident, if he also broke through to the Psychic Realm, then these fists would not hurt him at all, just because he was the first Heavenly Chosen Dao Body through the ages!

As long as he cultivates his physical body to the peak of body refining, then his physical strength will not only not be inferior to Zhu Mi, but even surpass!

But he must only be a pinnacle of body refining, his punch just now was just a surprise, if it is really against him, just one face, this Zhu Mi will definitely be able to kill him!

These people are all disciples of the Guishou Heavenly Palace, and they are fellow practitioners in physical strength, how can Wang Xuan compete with them?

What's more, he is weaker than this Zhu Mi at least one big realm, four small realms?

Stroking the sword with one hand, Wang Xuan's whole person's breath suddenly changed, as if a bloodthirsty demon was coming to the world!

But it only lasted for a moment, and then he lowered his hand on the hilt of his sword.

All the fist shadows did not fall on him, a fat figure blocked in front of him, and took all the attacks, it was the fat man Mo Yang!

He was still scolding Wang Xuan just now that he should leave, but at this time, he was the one who came out to block Wang Xuan's fist.

"Third brother, he's just a newcomer, let me persuade him again. ”

Mo Yang said to Zhu Mi, Zhu Mi looked at him coldly, only snorted, and then didn't speak again.

The fat man saw that Zhu Mi acquiesced, and immediately turned around.

Wang Xuan looked at the fat man's white clothes full of footprints, and there was a touch of blood on the corner of his mouth, and he felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.

"What's your name?" asked Wang Xuan softly before the fat man could speak.

Mo Yang only thought that Wang Xuan was stupid, and did not answer, but whispered.

"It's not safe here, you can go and talk to Uncle Nie, who is guarding the door, and ask him to rearrange a room for you. ”

"Your name is ...... What's the name?"

Wang Xuan stared into his eyes and asked again, although his voice was soft, everyone could hear the indisputable in it.

When the tall boy who had been hanging his head heard this, his head tilted slightly, but it was only for a moment, and he drooped again.

Mo Yang saw Wang Xuan like this, so he had no choice but to answer.

"My name is Moyan. ”

"Your injury, I'll help you get it back!"

Wang Xuan bypassed Mo Yang in his stunned eyes, stood in front of Zhu Mi again, and said loudly.

"I don't want to do it, just because I'm afraid that if I do, this room will be completely destroyed. But you hurt someone today, he should be your man. Since you're doing this, it doesn't matter if you sleep on the streets. ”

Zhu Mi was stunned for a moment, and then laughed.

"Although I don't know what method you used to cover up your cultivation, but with the strength of your peak body refining, it is simply a fool's dream to defeat me! If you can kneel down and beg me today, I can still keep you with an arm!"

Wang Xuan's fair-skinned and dazzling right hand touched the sword at his waist again, and he was confident that he would kill Zhu Mi in an instant!

This kind of confidence has nothing to do with cultivation, because the sword only listens to the words of people's hearts, moves forward, and is not afraid of life and death, in order to burst out the most powerful power!

Although he may have lost his physical functions after casting this sword, he felt that it was worth it.

To be a man, you need to be worthy of your heart!

"No need!" Wang Xuan spit out word by word, the momentum of the whole person changed again, and the monstrous killing intent seemed to be condensed on his sword, and Zhu Mi felt an irrepressible sense of instability in his heart.

He couldn't help but have a thought in his heart, could it be that his sword was really that strong?

And it is such a thought that makes his momentum drop sharply in an instant, if his heart is not firm, then his strength will definitely be greatly reduced!

On the other hand, Wang Xuan's momentum has climbed to a peak.

The next thing he has to do is nothing more than draw his sword and collect it!

Mo Yang stood behind Wang Xuan and wanted to speak, but he didn't know where to start, because he knew that if he was involved, it would inevitably affect Wang Xuan.

He knows that there are times when dignity is more important than life.

The spacious room was terrifyingly quiet, and the air seemed to be condensed, and at this time, Wang Xuan had already taken a step, although his step was not big, but it was to adjust the whole body to a most suitable angle, this step could make him at least twice the speed of his sword!

This is also something that he can do involuntarily after concentrating his mind!

If he was sober, he would definitely not be able to take this step, because this step had already restrained his whole person, and the violent murderous aura seemed to be hidden in those white and dazzling hands in an instant!

Zeng Gang, who had been silent, finally raised his head, revealing a pair of gloomy eyes, his lips slightly opened, and this battle was strangled in the cradle!

"Stop!"

Just his words, the other three people's bodies were shocked, and Zhu Mi, who was opposite Wang Xuan, was sweating profusely, and his heart was relieved, and he sat on the ground.

He really didn't expect that a young man at the peak of body refining would be able to force him to this extent!

Although Zhu Mi was not angry in his heart, he didn't have the strength to stand up again, because the string in his heart had been broken, and he was powerless.

"He has been defeated, and his bed is yours from now on. ”

Zeng Gang spoke again, and as soon as this sentence came out, the short man Wan Lie, who had been in a wait-and-see state, couldn't help but say.

"Big brother, is that all there is?"

Although there was no trace on Wang Xuan's face, his palms were soaked with cold sweat, and he felt this, and he was also a little happy in his heart.

These sweats, though seemingly innocuous and insignificant, are often fatal to a swordsman.

If he really fights, he will inevitably be unable to hold back when he draws his sword, which will not only hurt others, but also hurt himself.

Zeng Gang glanced at Wan Lie and said a word lightly, and everyone was silent.

"If I fight him, even if I can wound him, I will surely die!"

Injuries and ...... Die?!

Wan Lie and Zhu Mi both knew what kind of cultivation Zeng Gang was, he was a psychic sevenfold, and he was a big crush on Wang Xuan in terms of cultivation, and now these words came out of his mouth, so that they could not be surprised, how not to be frightened!

What does it mean that he hurts and I die?

If you are injured, you can recover, but if you die, you will be completely killed!

But Zeng Gang's words are beyond doubt, just because he is the strongest, and what he says must not be wrong!

Wang Xuan gently patted Mo Yang's shoulder, went to the nearest bed, and fell asleep upside down, really out of the way, without the slightest panic.

Mo Yang was stunned for a moment, looked at the position where Wang Xuan fell, and said with a wry smile, this is the eldest brother's bed. (To be continued.) )