Where it had been before, a burly figure fell again.

Wang Wei, who threw himself into the air again, smiled contemptuously, grabbed a few yellow fallen leaves from the ground with his hand, and threw them at Xia Ze.

The originally dry fallen leaves were covered with a layer of frost-like qi, and between the lightning and stone fire, it cut through the sky, and as if it had spirituality, it turned around and flew towards Xia Ze.

Xia Ze didn't dare to slack off, his heart moved slightly, and in an instant, a flying sword with a pitch-black body flew out of his eyes.

Like a yaksha descending from the sky, it instantly brought up a large area of majestic thunder and lightning.

The tip of the needle is against the wheat mang, the flying sword is in great difficulty, and every time it shakes with a flying leaf, it will bring a burst of dazzling electric light.

Fortunately, these flying leaf hidden weapons were just ordinary leaves after all, and they quickly turned into powder after being cut off by Xia Ze's flying sword.

The flying sword tribulation, after destroying all the hidden weapons, roared in mid-air, the light was comparable to daylight, and it suddenly accelerated, and where it went, it was the heart of Wang Evil Eyebrows.

Wang Wei smiled contemptuously, and in the face of the power of thunder, he just stood in place, standing still, raising one hand and two fingers.

The thunder flashed, but when it was still an inch away from the center of Wang Evil's eyebrows, it could no longer enter half a minute.

Wang Xie gently put his two fingers together, twisted the blade of the great calamity, and completely extinguished the turbulent thunder.

Xia Ze secretly sensed that something was wrong, and then quickly made a forward action, and in the next moment, his palms clapped towards the position of Xia Ze's original head.

In the valley, a light as bright as day rose, and in an instant, it collapsed into a narrow white rainbow.

Xia Ze raised his head suddenly, his flying sword was still tightly restrained in Wang Xi's hands, and behind him, there was also a person who was exactly the same as Wang Xi.

"The outer body of the yang god?"

Seeing that the blow could not be achieved, the man behind him raised his fists high, as if he was accumulating a drum, clenched his fists tightly in the palm of his hand, and smashed it down.

Xia Ze didn't have time to think carefully, rolled sideways, and then retreated to the side again.

Unexpectedly, the target of the Wang Evil Yin God was not only him, after his fists touched the ground under his feet, the entire valley began to tremble slightly.

There were constantly dog-like rubble, poking out from the earth, and stabbing at Xia Ze with a brush.

In the face of such a crisis, Xia Ze was not afraid of danger, and with a loud shout, a thick fist burst out between his ribs, shattering the gravel that had sprung up like mushrooms after the rain.

When the rabbit was falling, the two kings suddenly attacked, and their feet shook, and they quickly killed Xia Ze in the center.

The fists in the palm of Wang Xi's hand were like a raging fire, and everywhere he went, the earth dried up and cracked, and the grass and trees withered, and he saw that he was about to quickly blast into Xia Ze's chest and head respectively.

Xia Ze quickly replenished a breath of true qi, ignited a body of qi until it boiled, and after the few wisps of breeze on his hands dissipated, he quickly turned his palms into his palms and hugged Yuan with his fists.

The surrounding world suddenly became dark, and a red color gradually rose on the horizon.

The two unstoppable burly figures, in the face of such changes, did not choose to retreat, but smashed their fists at the immovable young man.

Heaven and earth dome style, but the fist intent has not yet been formed.

Wang Evil even considered whether to keep his hand a little at that moment to avoid Xia Ze being too seriously injured, but Xia Ze stretched out a pair of palms in front of him and behind him, and steadily took the fists of Wang Evil and Wang Evil Yin God.

The Yin God behind Xia Ze, his eyes lit up with golden light, and then ignited the aura on his body, conjured a silver robe, waved his big sleeves, built a small world, and collided with his body, and escaped into a small world with the king evil Yin God, and never died.

Wang Xie was a little stunned, seeing Xia Ze in front of him out of thin air, he quickly crushed the fist on his fist, immediately grinned, and then smashed the Yang God door with a punch.

Unexpectedly, the yang god saw it in just a few breaths, condensed the fist method, and with a powerful blow of the sun and moon Qiguang style, he threw two punches at Wang Xie's chest.

Wang Wei's face was a little ugly, he snorted, and forcibly shook off the cold and burning heat in his body with his qi.

After smashing out two punches, Yang Shen poofed and spit out a mouthful of freshness

Blood.

Wang Xie was shocked, and was about to return the color, but unexpectedly, after Xia Zeyangshen blasted out all the punch intent in the previous move, he barely used the remaining true qi to put on a somewhat lame posture.

Wang Wei vaguely sensed that something was wrong, but relying on the strong martial arts physique that had suppressed the Nine Realms, he was afraid to deliver a devastating punch.

Xia Ze's boxing fight, like a hideous and ferocious old Jiao, was churning in the middle of the river and the sea, twisting the small world of the human body and the scattered fist intent around him, roaring.

With a bang, Wang Xi's fist pressed against Xia Zeyang's cheek, scraping off a large piece of flesh and blood on the right side of his face.

Xia Zeyangshen tilted his head slightly, and then his feet shook.

A punch smashed into Wang Xi's lower abdomen, and a fist quickly condensed a hideous dragon and pressed towards Wang Xi.

Wang Evil raised his eyebrows slightly, and quickly slashed at Jiaolong's narrow neck with a sharp hand knife.

The head of the Jiaolong dragon fell to the ground in response, and even Xia Zeyang, who was refined from the bones of the Twelve Realms Immortals, was drawn a deep blood line on his chest by this sharp qi.

It's just that the next moment, the dragon with its head separated, its head quickly sticked, and then twisted its body and wrapped around Wang Xi's burly body.

In the next moment, a fist as heavy as a mountain fell from the sky, as if it was about to crush Wang Xi's whole person into pulp.

Of course, Xia Ze didn't think that he could defeat Wang Evil with the Yang God's shot, so when the Yang God and Wang Evil were fighting, he began to breathe silently.

With a heavy step, Xia Ze's whole person seemed to be a flying shadow and an electric bolt, bringing up afterimages, and then blasting out dozens of fist shadows in an instant.

Seeing this situation, Wang Xie bowed slightly, and the fist gang old Jiao wrapped around his body became more and more fierce, and suddenly restrained his scales, wanting to strangle him completely.

As a result, the next moment, above Wang Xi's body, began to bloom with raging flames, and the dragon, which was originally extremely ferocious, immediately turned its body like an ant on an oil pot, twisting its body frantically, trying to escape from Wang Xi's body, but was smashed by Wang Xi's head with a punch by the ruthless Wang Xi.

Even the huge body of the dragon also collapsed into smoke with it, and the yang god's face turned miserable, and he fell to the ground, vomiting blood.

Xia Ze followed closely, not giving Wang Wei a chance to breathe, and smashed his fist at the burly man who was unscathed.

The fist was like a storm, overwhelming, but unexpectedly, Wang Xie just smiled, stretched out a finger, and gently touched it one after another, just taking Xia Ze's every punch steadily.

Above the sky, a big hole was broken, and a figure swayed out of the big hole, and then fell towards Wang Xie.

The two figures gradually merged, Wang Xie opened the second pair of golden eyes, shouted violently, and shook off Xia Ze and the Yin God with a strong body, and then suddenly raised his head, only to see Xia Ze Yin God, flying out of the slowly closing heaven and earth, with his big sleeves fluttering.

How can it be? His own Yang God was defeated, could it be that this kid's Yin God is not walking martial arts, but practicing qi?

In the next moment, Xia Ze's Yin God pinched the trick quickly, and then condensed a churning plasma ball from his palm, and smashed it towards Wang Wei.

The thunderbolt ball shook several times, and then scattered into a turbulent river of thunder and lightning.

Wang Xie couldn't hide the shock on his face, and he actually stood up to the thunder and lightning river in his flesh and strode forward.

He carried the heavy plasma, and the momentum became more and more violent, and the thunder and lightning continued to break through it, and finally the person was bathed in electric light, shining brightly.

The spirit official washes the sword and thunder, in front of this half-step martial god realm powerhouse, it is like child's play.

The Yin God's eyes were cold, and in an instant, he pinched the trick again, and a square seal rolled out of the sleeve robe, which was only the size of a goose egg at first, and then changed into the shape of a small mountain in the blink of an eye.

Above the square seal, there were golden ripples, and there were faint runes, floating out of it and slamming down.

Wang Xie clenched his fist and smashed it at the square seal, only to hear a crisp sound, and the center of the square seal began to show a large spider web-like shattering, and then it was carried out by the fierce fist, and smashed heavily on the distant mountain peak.

Xia Zeyin God saw that the big thing was not good, and just wanted to pinch it, but the next moment, his hands were locked tightly.

A heavy hammer slammed into the Yin God's face.

At the same time, there was a deafening explosion, and the Yin God's neck was crooked, and his mouth and nose were bleeding suddenly, and the silver robe was eclipsed, turning into nothingness in an instant.

The Yin God still wanted to move, but his throat tightened, and his neck and throat were instantly grabbed by Wang Xie's big hands.

The aura of the whole body qi was supposed to come out, but he had to slow down, and Wang Xi's other hand used the acupoint fingering method to connect several key points on the Yin God's body.

The Yin God immediately fainted, and slept as calm as a baby.

Suddenly, beside the Yin God, Xia Ze's figure appeared, and the three cyan talismans in his hands were thrown towards Wang Wei violently.

"Play this with me, boy, you're still a little tender." As he spoke, a big hand gripped the hand of the Yang God holding the talisman.

With a bang, Xia Ze looked up, and a golden mushroom cloud exploded above his head.

With a gust of wind, the clouds and mist were violently blown away, and in the middle of the sky, Wang Xie left and right hands, each grasping the two Xia Ze who had passed out.

Xia Ze's eyes were cold, and he stretched out a hand, signaling Wang Wei to return his Yin God and Yang God to him.

"Don't give it, you have the ability to take it yourself." Wang evil joked.

Xia Ze shook his head with a smile, the soles of his feet rubbing the ground slightly.

When he raised his head again, his original eyes were also covered with a layer of majestic golden light, and he just looked at Wang Xie coldly.

Wang Xie was trying to tease this kid, but he was surprised to find that his hands were empty, and the two people in his hands immediately turned into two streamers and returned to Xia Ze's eyes.

In the middle of the valley, suddenly there was a burst of shouts like ancient bells, and Wang Evil took a look.

In the vast earth, one by one, majestic figures emerged from the soil, like decaying gods, they straightened up their rickety bodies and crowded around Xia Ze, as if they were the kings of their faith, they were just the guardians of ants.

Wang Xie looked around, there were lions with bodies like mountains, giant apes, and seven or eight people who looked like martial artists.

"One or two, none of them can fight." The king sneered.

As a result, the next moment, Xia Ze's side soon sprung up like mushrooms after a rain, and three burly figures appeared, with the same appearance and figure as Wang Xi.

"You kid, you dare to think about it......" Wang Wei suddenly embarrassed.

Xia Ze's eyes were full of blood.