A murderous aura surrounded the short young man Pang Hu, he looked at Jun Xuyao and said in a cold voice: "You can see that I have hidden my cultivation, it doesn't seem to be simple, I can feel that everyone here, you are the biggest threat to me, then you will die first." ”

As he spoke, Pang Hu placed a ban on Su Rou, just like he said, he did feel the greatest threat from Jun Xuyao, even if Jun Xuyao only had a sixth-level cultivation of qi refining.

Jun Xuyao's eyes froze, this was the first time he was facing a cultivator of the ninth layer of Qi refining, he had to show all his strength, and he couldn't have any reservations.

"Brother Jun......" Dongfang Chuyang said with some concern, he knew that all of his lives depended on Jun Xuyao, if Jun Xuyao was killed by Pang Hu, then all of them had only one way to die.

Pang Hu's figure flashed and rushed towards Jun Xuyao, but Jun Xuyao didn't move, seeing that Pang Hu was about to rush in front of Jun Xuyao.

Jun Xuyao saw Pang Hu's figure suddenly disappear, and then in front of the man in yellow shirt, Pang Hu's figure suddenly appeared.

"Pang Hu!" The man in the yellow shirt shouted in shock, obviously just now Pang Hu said that Jun Xuyao was the biggest threat, and he wanted to kill Jun Xuyao first, why did he suddenly do something to him?

Jun Xuyao was not the slightest surprised, he felt that Pang Hu's killing machine did not fall on him at the beginning, but had been secretly locked on the yellow-shirted men, so he didn't move when Pang Hu rushed over.

"Idiot, die!" Pang Hu sneered and slapped his palm with a wave of his hand.

Under the powerful momentum of the ninth layer of qi refining, the man in the yellow shirt felt his movements stunned, and he was originally greatly damaged by Jun Xuyao's split arm, and at this moment, he couldn't avoid Pang Hu's slap.

The man in the yellow shirt saw that a huge black handprint fell in an instant.

"Poof!" the man in the yellow shirt was instantly blasted into a cloud of blood mist by the handprints that fell.

While Pang Hu blasted the yellow-shirted man into a blood mist, he slapped his palm at the pale-faced monk standing beside the yellow-shirted man, and the pale-faced monk's face was even more pale without a trace of blood, and he hurriedly punched out.

"Click!" the pale-faced monk felt a sharp pain in his arm, and the bones of his arm began to crack inch by inch from his fist.

The Pale Monk was so shocked that before he could retreat and flee, a big foot kicked him in the head, and with a bang, the Pale Monk's head exploded, and he lost his life in an instant.

Killing two Qi Refining Layer 8 cultivators in a row seemed to take a long time, but in fact it was only an instant. Although Pang Hu was an unexpected sneak attack, being able to kill two people in such a short period of time shows that his cultivation is terrifying enough.

Pang Hu put away all the spirit grass of the yellow-shirted man and the pale-faced monk, and then looked at the other two eighth-layer qi refining monks who were with the yellow-shirted man, these two eighth-layer qi refining monks didn't know what Pang Hu meant, and hurriedly threw all their spirit grass to Pang Hu, and then immediately turned around and fled.

Pang Hu took the spirit grass and said lightly: "Okay, now it's just you." ”

Dongfang Chuyang and the two young men all looked at Pang Hu with shocked expressions, just now Pang Hu could be said to have killed two Qi Refining Eighth Layer cultivators in an instant, they were not afraid that it was impossible.

Jun Xuyao sacrificed Biluo is a knife to split, "Don't be verbose, if you want to fight, you can fight." ”

Biluo rolled up the blades in the sky, and slashed at Pang Hu with an indomitable momentum, Jun Xuyao knew that Pang Hu was powerful, but if he wanted to scare him, it was impossible.

A gray knife light flashed among the blades in the sky, Jun Xuyao's mood calmed down, and an indescribable feeling rose in his heart.

The purple spiritual veins in his body suddenly throbbed, and the spiritual power between heaven and earth was instantly absorbed by the purple spiritual veins, Jun Xuyao felt that he was about to break through the seventh layer of qi refining, but it was still a little short.

Seeing the sword leaves rolling towards him, Pang Hu's expression was calm, he just saw Jun Xuyao kill the hook-nosed man with this move.

But it was useless for him, Pang Hu took a step forward, his hands slapped out in the air one after another, and palm prints fell all over the sky.

The violent roar retracted, and the blades and palm prints collided together, constantly exploding, and the surroundings were even more messy.

Dongfang Chuyang and the two young men hurriedly retreated, their faces were full of disbelief, Pang Hu's strength in the ninth layer of qi refining was strong, and Jun Xuyao only had the cultivation of the sixth layer of qi refining, but he was only slightly behind.

The two young men who had spoken to ridicule Jun Xuyao before glanced at each other, they both saw a look of horror in each other's eyes, they ridiculed Jun Xuyao was simply looking for death, Jun Xuyao was so powerful, they couldn't be Jun Xuyao's opponent at all.

Su Rou, who was forbidden and locked by Pang Hu, also looked shocked, she was also the first time to see Jun Xuyao's true strength, before Jun Xuyao killed the hook-nosed man, she didn't feel anything, but under Pang Hu's hands, she didn't even have the strength to fight back, and when compared with Jun Xuyao, the gap between the two was too obvious.

The more Pang Hu fought, the more shocked he became, he was a cultivator of the ninth layer of qi refining, and now he was working with a monk who only had six layers of qi refining, and he could only suppress this monk of the sixth layer of qi refining.

And what shocked Pang Hu even more was that the spiritual power of this sixth-layer qi refining ant was so powerful, and didn't it need spiritual power to conjure so many blades?

The sky was full of sword leaves, Jun Xuyao was crazy to use the spiritual power in his body, he decided to use the method of dealing with Zhao Kunpeng to deal with Pang Hu, he was completely using the knife leaves to defend.

As long as his spiritual power is stronger than Pang Hu, he can consume the other party, and more and more sword leaves are constantly conjured up under the condition that Jun Xuyao is fighting for fate to turn spiritual power.

Pang Hu was very unhappy in his heart, he let out a long roar, and all the palm prints gathered together and turned into a huge palm print.

This huge palm print instantly fell, the blades collapsed one after another, and a breath of death suppressed, Jun Xuyao's face sank, and he swung out, and layers of blades condensed in front of him.

"Bang!" The huge palm print instantly blasted the first layer of blades open, followed by the second and third layers of blades.

There were a total of five layers of blades in front of Jun Xuyao, and the huge palm print had already blasted open three layers, and there were still two layers left that had not been blasted open.

"Boom!" The fourth layer of blades only lasted for a few breaths, and was also blasted open by the huge palm print, while the fifth layer of blades was finally blasted open by the palm prints after holding on for ten breaths.

Fortunately, what made Jun Xuyao breathe a sigh of relief was that although the fifth layer of blade leaves was blasted open, the power of the huge palm print was not much, and Jun Xuyao was bombarded by the palm print, just spurting out a mouthful of blood.