"Is that kid a peerless genius, otherwise he would come at such an age, why wouldn't he be looking for death?"

"I think that kid is also looking for death, and it's a pity that there are two little beauties!"

Seeing Nie Wushuang's team of five people around, some idle guys suddenly discussed, and their words were full of undisguised contempt.

Nie Wushuang didn't bother to bother with these things that didn't have eyesight, wouldn't that be a loss of face.

However, Zhao Longxiang glared fiercely at the two people who were discussing there, and suddenly the two cultivators who thought they had cultivated to a high level quit.

One of them, who looked less than seven meters and had acne on his face, stared at Zhao Longxiang with a cruel look in his eyes: "Bastard, what do you think grandpa is doing, do you want to come and bow down to your grandpa?"

spoke harshly and devoid of humanity, and did not take Zhao Longxiang's two-meter-old height in his eyes at all.

Nie Wushuang's eyes were cold in an instant, Liu Jiang and the others instantly felt that the air around them began to freeze, Nie Wushuang glanced at Zhao Longxiang lightly, "Dragon Elephant, don't make a big noise, just die!"

The current Nie Wushuang ignores others, it's not that he's afraid, but the current Nie Wushuang is really not afraid of ordinary cultivators, even if it's a master who has survived a thunderstorm, but others have provoked him, if he doesn't teach him a lesson, he really thinks that he is a soft persimmon, and he can pinch it if he wants?

Zhao Longxiang got Nie Wushuang's approval, nodded heavily, and when he stood up, the bones and joints of his body exploded, like firecrackers, startling the hazy young man who was twenty or thirty meters away from Nie Wushuang.

"What a death!"

The young man with a ruthless look instantly turned into a bright blue light, the blue light was full of knives, filling the space around several zhang, wanting to solve Zhao Longxiang with one move, Zhao Longxiang's ordinary face was angular, at this moment it seemed that there was light, the corners of his mouth pulled up a disdainful arc, his right fist was clenched, and he didn't want to bombard it with a punch towards the coming bright blue light.

Everyone thought that this punch would have no effect, and they would even be killed by the Haze Youth in seconds, but the moment Zhao Longxiang made a move, the air exploded, and the air around the fist even appeared a magnificent ruby color, obviously because the speed of the punch was too fast, the air began to burn.

And Zhao Longxiang's fist was even more surrounded by a layer of blood-red divine light, filled with endless killing aura.

At this moment, the haze young man knew that he was finished, and he himself was only a consummate existence in the triple cloud realm, where could he compete with Zhao Longxiang.

You must know that Zhao Longxiang is a god and demon refining body, once he breaks through a realm, no matter how big or small, his strength will increase by a thousand times, and it is not an existence that ordinary cultivators can compete with at all.

In the eyes of the hazy young man, he felt that the blood-red fist seemed to break through the boundaries of time and space, enveloping the space in all directions, and he couldn't move at all, and he watched the blood-red fist appear in front of his head, and at this time, another white-looking young man shot out instantly.

The white pure young man used a silver-white spear, the spear was two meters long, and the head of the spear alone was one foot, glowing with an extremely cold light, and at a glance, he knew that the lowest of the Dao was a hundred refining divine soldiers.

He threw his silver-white spear at Zhao Longxiang, the speed was as fast as lightning, the speed was like the wind, it was not comparable to ordinary cultivators at all, and the silver-white spear crossed the sky without the slightest sound, which was a bit terrifying, and even the sound could be stopped, obviously not an ordinary person.

"Bang!" There was a bang, it turned out that it was not that there was no sound, but that the speed was too fast, leaving the sound far behind, Nie Wushuang's eyes narrowed, and he didn't realize that the white young man was still a master.

"Look for death!" Zhao Longxiang roared, the sound shook the clouds in the sky, the path of his fist remained unchanged, and his other hand was in the shape of an eagle's claw, wanting to pinch the silver-white spear.

Zhao Longxiang, who cultivated the spirit and demon refining body, was extremely powerful, and he pinched the spear with one hand, and threw it with his backhand, obviously wanting to return the favor to the other!

"Praise one, good job!"

Nie Wushuang couldn't help but say yes, after all, Zhao Longxiang's reaction speed was really super fast, it was impossible for an ordinary cultivator to have such a fast reaction speed, and now that he had suddenly grasped the initiative, that pockmarked face cultivator was in danger.

Sure enough, Nie Wushuang's guess was right, the reaction speed of the pockmarked face was not as fast as Zhao Longxiang's blood-red fist, and as soon as he jumped back, he was hit in the back of the heart by the blood-red fist, and a cloud of blood mist burst out from his chest in an instant.

has been blasted by Zhao Longxiang's heart, and he can't die anymore.

The white pure youth roared, looking at Zhao Longxiang with resentment in his eyes, the pockmarked face cultivator was his brother, although he was not a brother, but he had an excellent relationship, just dying in front of him like this, how could he not go crazy.

"It's really looking for death, gods and demons refining body flow, only geniuses who practice qi flow can contend with it, you are still far behind!"

Nie Wushuang cultivated his own qi refining and body refinement, and naturally knew that the Dao had the strength of the divine body, coupled with the not weak divine power, it was not something that ordinary cultivators could compete with at all.

Sure enough, although the cultivation of the white pure youth on the spear was not weak, he grabbed the spear thrown by Zhao Longxiang, but his arm was almost torn off, it can be imagined how powerful Zhao Longxiang threw it casually.

Zhao Longxiang didn't want to waste time, his footsteps stomped on the ground, and a hole several meters in size appeared under his feet in an instant, and he had already turned into a bloody light and rushed towards the white pure youth.

"If you don't have a clean mouth, you always have to pay for it!"

Zhao Longxiang said this dryly, and everyone saw that Zhao Longxiang, who was already two meters tall, instantly turned into ten meters tall, obviously using his body refining powers, and countless blood-red fists covered the white pure youth, and the white pure youth had no way to hide, even the silver and white spear could not protect his body.

I don't know how many times Lu Dao was hit by a blood-red fist, his whole body was shattered, and it became a puddle of soft meat, Zhao Longxiang grabbed the ring and the silver-white spear on his hand and returned to Nie Wushuang and the others, of course, it had already returned to normal on the way.

"I'm grass, he... It is actually a god and demon refining body flow, it must be a genius from the god and demon sect!"

"Nonsense, isn't he a god and demon refining body flow, is he still refining qi flow, you stupid thing, don't say I know you!"

The surrounding discussions could not affect Nie Wushuang's shocked gaze in the slightest, after all, Zhao Long was like a giant of ten meters just now, but he really shocked Liu Jiang and the two little beauties.