"Burial day, that's it." Miyamoto Smith glanced at Nangong Xuan with disdain.

Seeing Miyamoto Smith so arrogant, Wen Shang frowned.

At the same time, he was also amazed by the strength of Miyamoto Smith, although he couldn't see anything in the first fight, but there were very few who could resist Nangong Xuan's attack with one punch.

At this moment, they couldn't help but worry about Nangong Xuan.

Nangong Xuan didn't care, as a royal family among the Divine Veins, he naturally knew that the other party was not simple.

If it is as easy to deal with as an ordinary Divine Veiner, then the other party will not dare to provoke him.

And the attack just now was just a temptation.

"Funeral!"

Nangong Xuan clasped his hands together, then put his two ring fingers and little thumbs down, and said something in his mouth.

Immediately, Nangong Xuan's palm slapped downward.

Suddenly, under Miyamoto Smith's feet, purple fluorescence appeared.

This purple fluorescence gathered more and more, and at the same time, an invisible force enveloped Miyamoto Smith's body.

"Insect carving skills."

Miyamoto Smith shook his head, then raised his foot and stomped violently, and those purple fluorescents disappeared in an instant.

The Divine Veiners in the rear saw that Miyamoto Smith was so strong.

They were so excited that they couldn't hurt Miyamoto Smith in the slightest.

"Funeral heaven, you have disappointed me a little." As he spoke, Miyamoto Smith's body turned into a golden light and went straight to Nangong Xuan.

At this moment, Wen Shang's hearts were all suspended.

"Soul!"

Nangong Xuan's voice sounded again.

Miyamoto Smith frowned, and the pain in his soul made him have to stop.

However, Miyamoto Smith is also a character, he didn't shout or scream, and he stubbornly resisted Nangong Xuan's soul attack.

"Futian, your soul attack is very strong, but unfortunately, it is of little use to me."

Soon, Miyamoto Smith adjusted his state and rushed towards Nangong Xuan again.

In the face of Miyamoto Smith's attack, Nangong Xuan also did not dodge or dodge, and directly regretted with Miyamoto Smith.

The two directly engaged in hand-to-hand combat, and fierce attacks continued to unfold between the two.

In the blink of an eye, dozens of convergences were hit, but no one could help anyone.

Everyone stared at the two of them.

Attack violently, constantly blooming between the two of you.

Ju Yuanjie's heart sank: "Something is wrong, the attack of His Royal Highness the Ninth is too strong, and the palace master seems to have fallen into the disadvantage."

Everyone took a closer look, and it was true, the Divine Veiners never used secret techniques, but every time they attacked, they were not weaker than secret techniques.

In other words, every attack by Miyamoto Smith is equivalent to casting a secret attack, while Nangong Xuan can only be regarded as an ordinary attack.

At first, it was okay to take it seriously, but as the battle was delayed, Nangong Xuan's disadvantage would be magnified.

Li Jun on the side condensed his palm, and the totem condensed into a superb short sword, which fell into his hand.

As long as the situation is wrong, she will act as soon as possible.

"Futian, your speed is too slow, and your attack is weak, just like you, you are not worthy of being my opponent at all."

Miyamoto Smith's voice rang out, and the attacks of his men became faster and stronger.

"I started cultivating at the age of three, and since the day I cultivated, I have never been defeated."

Nangong Xuan didn't speak, he knew that it was useless to say more at this time, but to speak with strength.

He admitted that Miyamoto Smith was very strong, just like when he faced Yuan Yulong.

But it's not so easy to overcome yourself.

Immediately, Nangong Xuan's body shook violently.

The majestic source qi directly shook Miyamoto Smith back a step.

The corners of Miyamoto Smith's mouth rose: "Are you going to be serious?"

Nangong Xuan didn't answer, and directly cast the burial abyss.

A thick black-purple mist poured out, enveloping Miyamoto Smith in an instant.

Miyamoto Smith sensed that Nangong Xuan's attack was not simple, raised his eyebrows, and immediately swung his fist, wanting to shatter the black and purple mist.

However, this time, his invincible attack did not bring him the desired result.

However, the public security Smith didn't care, if one punch didn't work, then two punches, and if two punches didn't work, then four punches.

He wants to show the burial heaven in front of him what is invincible at the same level.

Sure enough, without using four punches, only three punches, Miyamoto Smith broke up Nangong Xuan's burial abyss.

In the next second, his face changed, and he only felt that a burial coffin appeared in the depths of his soul, tearing his soul.

Although his soul was strong, he still felt a threat in the face of such an attack.

Adhering to the principle of taking advantage of your illness to kill you, Nangong Xuan immediately came to Miyamoto Smith's side.

Without saying a word, he raised his fist and smashed it into Miyamoto Smith's head.

This time, he didn't show the slightest mercy to his subordinates, and the source qi was wrapped in his fist, even if Miyamoto Smith was hit, it was not comfortable.

In just a moment, Miyamoto Smith became blue and swollen.

Seeing that Nangong Xuan had the upper hand, Wen Shang's nervous expressions finally eased a little.

I was excited.

On the other hand, those Divine Veiners had ugly faces at the moment, looking at Nangong Xuan's gaze, eager to kill him.

At the same time, they also looked at Miyamoto Smith nervously, for fear that something would happen to him.

If Miyamoto Smith had an accident, none of them would have a good time.

"You're looking for death!"

Miyamoto Smith gritted his teeth and cursed angrily, and then forcibly dispersed the burial coffin in the depths of his soul, and directly greeted Nangong Xuan.

It's just the pain in his soul that makes him a little out of shape.

Miyamoto Smith's face was ugly, he didn't expect that he would suffer such a big loss.

And the reason why this is so is because I am too careless.

This time, he will not give Funeral Heaven any more chances.

"Edict: Desire!"

Nangong Xuan attacked while casting a secret attack.

Miyamoto Smith, who was attacking, suddenly frowned, and his attacks became sluggish.

Seeing this, the corners of Nangong Xuan's mouth rose, he knew this guy's weakness.

After he used his desire attack, this guy was directly hit, and he didn't even resist.

It seems that this guy has a deep attachment to desire.

Thinking of this, he didn't hesitate and cast a secret attack again.

"Breath of Desire!"

Since you like lust, let yourself sink in lust.

Suddenly, the endless desire turned into a torrent and began to hit Miyamoto Smith continuously.

"Nine days of desire!"

And Miyamoto Smith's scene begins to change.

I saw Nangong Xuan, Li Jun condensed his head in a different place, lying quietly at his feet.

Blood flowed all over the ground.

He succeeded in killing the Burial Heaven and Taisu, and the incident was soon learned by the Emperor, who summoned him for this.

When he came to the temple, the eyes of the people around him were full of jealousy and envy.

Under this gaze, he came to the bottom of the throne with his head held high.