"It's old, it's old." The old man in purple shook his head.

He held the cigarette stick and slowly got up.

Before retiring to the rivers and lakes, he originally only wanted to make one last big deal, so he washed his hands.

Now it seems that the rivers and lakes are too forgetful, and we have to give this rivers and lakes a long memory.

A beastly momentum was being released from his body, forcing everyone in the neighborhoods to be shocked.

The noise at the top of the staircase immediately disappeared, and where the evil spirit was pointing, everyone shrank and trembled.

The purple-clothed god took a satisfied puff on his cigarette.

He liked the feeling and watched the whole river and lake crawl at his feet.

But then he frowned.

In the prostrate group, a figure still standing seemed very abrupt and discordant.

The purple-clothed god sighed, smoke billowing.

Since the rivers and lakes are uneven, you can only step on it with your feet.

The young man turned his head and glanced at the purple-clothed god, smiled, and walked over.

The purple-clothed god also smiled.

Newborn calves are not afraid of tigers, good job!

He hadn't killed such a good young man for four or five years.

The purple-clothed god flicked the cigarette stick with his finger, and was about to speak, but saw the young man wave his hand and said, "I'm in a hurry, let's save some saliva." ”

The purple-clothed god narrowed his eyes, and his murderous aura became heavier.

Reincarnation also pays attention to a good day and auspicious time, and it is understandable that it is early or not late.

"Ghost Knife" Duan Ruhui looked at the back of the purple-clothed old man with burning eyes.

The rivers and lakes of the dark red sand dunes pay attention to "one demon, two swords and four swords", and when this old devil withdraws from the rivers and lakes, Duan Ruhui, who is one of the "ghost knives" of the two swords, has the hope of competing for the top spot. If you can see the old devil make a move and learn one trick and two styles, you will naturally hope more.

The young man in yellow leaned into Xue Tumi's ear and whispered: "Grandpa hasn't made a move for four or five years, Sister Tumi is lucky and can feast her eyes." ”

This kid was too close, and Xue Tumi glanced at her husband Duan Ruhui, and her face quietly flushed.

At such a close distance, I don't know who is feasting my eyes.

The purple-clothed god fluttered in purple-clothed hunting, exuding an astonishing evil aura all over his body.

He suddenly raised his arm and slapped it out.

It seems to be a simple and unpretentious palm, but it is like a muffled thunder, and the invisible splitting palm force really hits the target, and the flesh and blood will undoubtedly have an extra hole, adding another legend to the rivers and lakes.

The surrounding heroes sighed in unison.

Didn't hit?

Why didn't the young man in white move?

The purple-clothed god narrowed his eyes and said lightly: "Shaogong, you go to the back." ”

"Grandpa?" The yellow-shirted boy noticed that his grandfather's expression was not quite right.

"Didn't you make an appointment with the little lady surnamed Yang for morning tea, go ahead, I'll look for you later."

Although the yellow-shirted young man vaguely felt that his grandfather was not the same as usual, he was not worried that his grandfather, who was the uncrowned king of the entire sand dunes, would have problems that he could not solve, so he reluctantly moved away from Xue Tumi and set off to make an appointment with the little lady of the Yang family.

Xue Tumi watched the yellow-shirted young man fall through the window and disappear into the corner, feeling a little lost.

Couldn't his charm completely overpower the little lady of the Yang family?

Her husband, "Ghost Knife" Duan Ruxuan, stared at the figure at the top of the stairs.

Others can't see it, but the "Ghost Knife", which is one of the top five people in the sand dunes, can see it clearly, and the palm of the purple-clothed god is not missed, but blocked by someone solidly.

The white-clothed young man only waved his hand, and he shook off the amazing power of his slashing palm, and his relaxed appearance seemed to have only waved a wisp of cool breeze.

Where did this master come from, among the top ten people in the sand dunes, I have never heard of this person!

As the white-clothed young man stepped in, the people in the restaurant who were whispering were silent together.

Jiang Chen approached step by step.

In the eyes of the purple-clothed god, the thin body of this young man was rapidly expanding in the field of vision, and in an instant, it became even more majestic than the high walls of the entire long street, filling the sky and the earth, occupying the field of vision, making people's eyes swollen and painful.

Cultivator!

The old devil was more and more surprised. This kid is not only physically strong, but also has the means to impact his heart, and he is really a fierce opponent that he has only seen in his life!

He bit the tip of his tongue violently, the tingling sensation and salty taste dissolving in his mouth, and finally his vision was clear.

"Brother, your fists are a little soft, haven't you eaten in the morning?" Jiang Chen said with a smile.

The old devil snorted in his nostrils, the bones in his body made a crisp sound like popping beans, his tall figure became a few points larger out of thin air, his hands grew long nails, his finger joints became thicker, and his complexion turned blue-black, as if he was transforming from a human into a giant beast.

The "Ghost Knife" and Xue Tumi behind him hurriedly retreated to both sides, so as not to be overshadowed by the aftermath of the battle of the Xuangang master.

With such a strong momentum, it was no longer below Jiang Chen, it was the coercion of the eighth-order "King Kong" realm.

The surrounding minions only felt the aftermath of this breath slightly, and they were frightened to the point that their feet and legs were weak, and they suddenly had a urge to urinate, and a few people even became incontinent on the spot.

It was as if standing in front of them was not a person, but a dragon, exuding terrifying coercion all the time.

This is the sixth-order supernatural power "Jiao Ling's Body"!

The old demon relied on this kind of magical power, and he didn't know how many masters he had killed who had been strong. Even if he is a strong person in Xuangang between Xiuwei and his uncle, he will be greatly affected under the coercion of the desolate Jiao Dragon, and he will turn from a tiger to a lamb.

Jiang Chen's footsteps stagnated slightly, and then returned to normal, and the rhythm remained unchanged.

The purple-clothed god let out a beast-like roar in his throat, and his feet stomped heavily, shaking the building while the burly body rushed towards Jiang Chen like a cannonball.

Jiang Chen narrowed his eyes and pulled out the Shadow Slashing Sword at his waist.

With a "choking" sound, the long sword tore a narrow shadow in the fierce wind.

'Good boy, you dare to fight with the old man! 'Purple Cloth God Surprise.

Although the combat power brought by Jiao Ling's physique is extraordinary, the consumption of physical strength is also very serious. If this kid chooses to wander around with him, the victory or defeat is still between the two, but if he fights head-on, the old god's fire fist and electric feet will kill him in minutes.

Seven steps away in a flash, and the confrontation between the two was only a split second.

Light and darkness collide, lightning shuttles away.

The purple-clothed god slammed out with a confident palm, only to find that the other party, Huo Di, had disappeared from under his nose.

'How is that possible? The purple-clothed god was horrified.

That kid's speed is obviously not as good as his own, why can he disappear out of thin air under the lock of his own qi machine?

'In the back!' The purple-clothed god regained his sense of Jiang Chen in the next moment.

In order to stop the momentum, the old evil god slammed his right foot into a hole in the floor, and then quickly turned around, and slammed his elbow into the chest of the man behind him.

With the physique and speed of the old demon god at this time, let alone the eighth-order "King Kong", even a ninth-order "infallible" realm powerhouse would be difficult to dodge this elbow.

Jiang Chen didn't dodge, but at the moment when the two of them were staggered, the divine power was activated-

"Space Freeze"!

The world became a picture, and the elbow strike of the humanoid monster came to a standstill as it reached two inches in front of his chest.