Chapter 42: Kebabs

As soon as Zhou Haoxuan waved his hand, the leaves and dust flew to both sides, and his face gradually became gloomy, this kind of naked provocation made him feel a few more points disgusted with the Demon Devouring Gate.

"Didn't the elders of your family teach you what politeness is? Zhou Haoxuan said coldly.

"There are a lot of elders, isn't that what kind of ...... in the Qinglou" Mo Fei smiled.

"Prostitute" Song Ziyu sneered.

"Yes, it's a prostitute, there are many customers, and of course there are more elders. Ha ha. The second brother is still smart. Murphy laughed.

"You are looking for death, you are Zhou Haoxuan, there is really no place to find the iron shoes, it takes no effort to get it, Senior Brother Liu has already put down his words, whoever kills you will be rewarded with a hundred low-grade spirit stones, it seems that these 100 spirit stones belong to me, haha." The man in the middle said with a gloomy face.

Pan Yang himself is the eleventh layer of the Quenching Qi Realm, and the other two people are also the eighth layer of the Quenching Qi Realm, and this kind of strength can completely crush Zhou Haoxuan and them.

"Yes, I don't know if your life is worth a hundred low-grade spirit stones, I'm afraid that my life is too hard, your teeth are not good enough, and it will be bad for you, hehe." Zhou Haoxuan said lightly.

"Then let you know that your so-called self-confidence is just a joke in my eyes. Pan Yang's face was gloomy.

The spiritual power in Pan Yang's body surged, a cold aura emanated, and a trace of black qi gushed out from his body, and his originally handsome face looked gloomy and terrifying at this time.

A steel-like fist roared away, emitting an eerie and violent spiritual power fluctuation, and even a boulder would be instantly blasted to pieces.

The strong wind brought by the fist was like a cold wind, blowing and stinging on the skin, and the leaves within a radius of several feet were blown away.

Zhou Haoxuan's eyes narrowed slightly, the killing intent in his eyes was unscrupulously released, and the evil aura accumulated on his body rose to the sky, sweeping around like a tornado.

There seemed to be a thunderous roar in the body, and the violent and uninhibited spiritual power was surging like a flood, and a fist that emitted a brilliant light was like the thunder god himself, unstoppable.

Pan Yang was taken aback by the evil aura exuded by Zhou Haoxuan, the evil aura is not the same as the murderous aura, the evil aura is produced after countless bloody killings, but this seemingly kind person in front of him actually has such a heavy evil aura, it seems that he is also a ruthless person.

Pan Yang knew that it was impossible to retreat now, and only by completely solving it could he never suffer from future troubles, originally Pan Yang only used eighty percent of his strength, but now it seems that he can only go all out.

A dazzling light suddenly erupted from the black fist, and a demonic roar came from it.

Song Ziyu and Mo Fei also fought fiercely with the other two Demon Devouring Sect disciples, both sides wanted to kill each other, and they shot ruthlessly, and for a while, the violent spiritual power filled the air, and the woods were destroyed, turning into a huge gladiatorial arena.

"Bang" one bright and one dark two fists collided violently, a visible ripple rippled, the fierce battle of these two spiritual powers, more like the fierce battle between the power of yin and yang, the kind of enemy of life and death like fire and water, once they meet, they will break out into an earth-shattering battle, and everything between heaven and earth will be eclipsed.

The two spiritual powers collided and devoured wildly, and the two were actually indistinguishable from each other, and they were frozen there.

This is also the result of Zhou Haoxuan's control of Thunder to a certain extent, this is a breakthrough in quality, not Pan Yang's kind of quantitative comparison, so the two paths are different, and the gap will slowly widen.

Pan Yang's face was gloomy and was about to drip, and the ant that he thought could be easily crushed tore off the gentle camouflage at this time, and burst out with palpitating strength, which undoubtedly stepped on Pan Yang's face fiercely.

The arms of the two men shook at the same time, and they fell backwards, and the shock wave swept like a storm, and both of them took four or five steps backwards before stopping.

Zhou Haoxuan couldn't help grinning, there was a tingling sensation in his fist, and his palms couldn't help clenching.

"This guy is still a little capable, just try my strength. The fire of war in Zhou Haoxuan's heart was ignited, and the whole person was as excited as if he had been beaten with chicken blood.

Pan Yang also saw the excitement in Zhou Haoxuan's eyes, and felt like eating a fly in his heart, and had the urge to shoot the other party to death, but unfortunately he also knew that the other party was not a soft persimmon.

The muscles on Zhou Haoxuan's body suddenly tensed, and he shot away like a cheetah, and the shadow of the fist in the sky enveloped Pan Yang, and the air was blasted out of this area, and the sound of sonic booms came and went.

Pan Yang's eyes flashed with a poisonous cold light, his fists quickly attacked, meeting the Dao fist shadow, "Bang Bang Bang" fist shadow both collapsed, every time he hit, Pan Yang felt a huge force coming from his fist.

After superimposing dozens of times, this force of shock exploded, and Pan Yang was directly knocked out, blood gushing out of his mouth, leaving a dazzling red in the air.

Pan Yang fell heavily to the ground, and took more than a dozen steps back to unload the force of the shock, leaving a deep footprint on the ground with each step he fell.

Pan Yang's mood sank to the bottom, his so-called sense of superiority was ruthlessly shattered by reality, his vanity was frustrated, and his heart was full of resentment and murderous intent.

Zhou Haoxuan was also uncomfortable, he was shocked back more than a dozen steps, and the huge anti-shock force made the qi and blood churn for a while, but fortunately, he was suppressed, this time in the confrontation, he obviously had the upper hand, and at this time, the benefits of the nine-pattern thunder body were clear at a glance.

"Haha, it seems that I underestimated you, the game is over, no one has forced me to this for a long time, so I will let you see my true strength. Pan Yang said coldly.

"I hope you have something to do, if you only have these skills, then I won't waste my time, if you have any ability, just use it, don't I didn't give you a chance, fight." Zhou Haoxuan said with a lot of fighting spirit.

I saw Pan Yang holding a three-color bone fan, the fan bone was made of Sensen white bone, the inexplicable white bone exuded a fierce aura, and the fan was engraved with the pattern of many living beings being burned by the fire, and the desolate and tragic aura was invisibly emanated.

"You can die under the God Extinguishing Fan, you can look at it, but I will use the Yin Fire in the God Extinguishing Fan to calcinate your soul. Haha," Pan Yang said with a gloomy face.

Pan Yang's hands danced quickly, one after another spells were submerged into the God Destroying Fan, the spiritual power in his body gushed out like a flood, and the red, green, and black lights on the God Destroying Fan reflected each other, and bursts of terrifying aura swept out.

"Extinguish the god fan, burn the body. Pan Yang said coldly.

A red flame rushed out from the God Destroying Fan, and the temperature was as hot as magma, even the refined iron would be melted in an instant, the void rippled like a wave, and the ground cracked like the bark of a tree.

"Hmph, clowns are always clowns, make a fire and want to set up a barbecue stall to sell mutton skewers!" Zhou Haoxuan sneered.