"You are no match for me, I don't want to embarrass you," the prodigal son said lightly, his gaze sweeping over the monks.

Hearing the words of the prodigal son, these monks all showed complicated expressions on their faces, what the prodigal son said was not wrong, the Yuan Infant monk on his side was not the opponent of the prodigal son at all, the power of his magic weapon was too terrifying, and there was no spiritual weapon that could resist the power of the magic weapon at all.

The prodigal son's gaze swept away, and just as he was about to leave, a fierce aura suddenly shot out from a distance, accompanied by a piercing sound of breaking the air.

The prodigal son looked up, only to see a purple light in the air in the distance, and from that purple light, the prodigal son felt a powerful spiritual power fluctuation.

The speed of the purple mang was very fast, and before he could breathe, he came closer, and a figure was faintly visible wrapped in the purple mang.

"Hehe, it's been a long time since I've played against a master, and I won't be disappointed today," an arrogant howl came from Zimang.

Then I saw a purple fist mark bombarded the prodigal son in a flash, the power contained in the purple fist mark was extremely terrifying, and the prodigal son below couldn't help but look solemn.

And the Yuan Infant monks on the side flew up one after another, and they all had a strong look of fear when they looked at the purple mang.

"Great, Zixiao is here" Yao Ling's face showed a little joy when he saw the purple light, and at the same time he breathed a sigh of relief, as if this person could solve anything as soon as he came.

"Zixiao, this person destroyed the Flame Tower and stole the best elixir inside, don't let him go," Yao Ling said loudly as he stepped back.

"Hehe, don't worry, I won't let go of such a big fish" The man's voice came again in the purple light.

When the purple fist mark fell. The prodigal son's eyes began to have a solemn color. From this purple fist print. The prodigal son could feel the terrifying strength of the person who came, and he could see that the other party was a high-level body refiner.

The strength of the body refiner is very strong, generally above the cultivator of the same level, when the purple fist mark fell, the prodigal son raised his right hand, and a silver light slashed out.

Laugh at!

The purple fist mark was unfolded by the silver light, and two purple rays of light crossed the side and landed on the left and right sides of the prodigal son. Then the earth shook.

Thundered!

There was a loud bang, and the entire mountain peak where the Flame Tower was located shook, and many rocks rolled down, and there were two huge round pits on the left and right sides of the prodigal son, and the bottom of the round pits was full of fine cracks, billowing smoke and dust shrouded all directions.

When the smoke and dust cleared, the figure of the prodigal son was revealed, and at this time he stared at the air with a solemn face, looking at a handsome man standing in the void at this time.

The man was handsome and looked twenty-seven or eighteen. Sword eyebrows, long purple hair floating behind his back. With a strong confidence in his eyes, he was wearing a set of strange battle armor with purple lines, and strong spiritual power fluctuations burst out from this person.

"Hehe, you are the legendary cold-blooded prodigal son, I have heard your rumors a long time ago, I am very excited to see you in person today, it is better to put down the jade coffin on your shoulder, and we will have a good fight" Zixiao looked at the prodigal son, the purple light on his body, and a strong fighting intent erupted from his body.

"No, you're not my opponent," the prodigal son said calmly, and his tone didn't seem to take Zixiao in his eyes.

Zixiao, who had always thought that his strength was amazing and arrogant, was despised by the prodigal son like this, his face suddenly turned cold, and he said in a cold voice: "Hmph, don't be ashamed, then I'll let you see the power of my battle dragon duel!"

As soon as the words fell, terrifying spiritual power fluctuations poured out of his body, purple light flickered, and suddenly his body shook, and he pounced on the prodigal son below, clenched his right hand into a fist, and the purple light wrapped up along the arm, instantly wrapping the fist in, and then the fist swung out at the prodigal son, and it shook again halfway, and instantly turned into countless purple fist shadows and bombarded the prodigal son like a storm.

In the face of the purple fist shadows falling like rain, the prodigal son had a calm face, his feet moved, his body shook, and he dodged all the purple fist shadows that fell, and none of the so many purple fist shadows fell on the prodigal son.

Thundered!

The prodigal son avoided these purple fist shadows, and the ground beneath his feet was damaged, and the solid mountain could not withstand the terrifying power of the fist shadows, and they exploded one after another.

Thick cracks appeared beside the prodigal son, and the seemingly sharp fist shadow had no effect on the prodigal son.

However, suddenly the purple light next to the prodigal son flashed, and Zixiao's figure appeared strangely on the left side of the prodigal son, and his right hand smashed at the prodigal son like lightning.

This punch was like a flint, the speed was very fast, and almost in the blink of an eye, the purple fist appeared next to the prodigal son, and it looked like it was only a few inches away from the prodigal son's waist.

However, the prodigal son's body flickered, jumped to the side at a faster speed, suddenly turned his head to stare at Zixiao, and slashed at Zixiao with his right hand.

A silver light rushed out from the broken sword, and instantly arrived in front of Zixiao, and the amazing sword aura made Zixiao's complexion change instantly.

However, he immediately took action, and the purple light on his body skyrocketed, converging into his right hand, and slammed it into Yinmang with a punch.

Bang!

The fist wrapped in purple light collided with the silver sword, and the purple light on Zixiao's fist shattered instantly, leaving a blood mark on his fist, but as soon as the purple light was wrapped, it recovered as before.

As for the silver sword, it was also dispersed by the powerful power contained in the purple light, and the two of them retreated a few feet back at the same time, both looking at each other with shocked faces.

The prodigal son's gaze fell on Zixiao, this Danta's master obviously had great strength, and that alchemy technique had really reached an extremely high level, not a simple master.

And Zi Xiao was also shocked in his heart, although he had long heard of the prestige of the cold-blooded prodigal son, but he didn't expect the other party's strength to be so strong, he was full of confidence in his alchemy, his body was extremely strong, coupled with the power of the battle dragon duel, the hardness of the fist in his right hand was almost not inferior to the best spiritual weapon.

"Interesting, is it that I have become interested when I meet a master like Your Excellency" Zixiao then showed an excited smile on his face, staring at the prodigal son, as if he had discovered his prey.

Seeing Zixiao's expression, the prodigal son's heart sank, he couldn't delay here for too long, and when he was preparing for a quick victory, Zixiao on the opposite side had already rushed over.

With both hands clenched into fists, he pushed forward, and a huge purple ball of light rushed out and slammed into the prodigal son, the prodigal son frowned, and with a wave of the broken sword in his right hand, the silver light shot out, cutting the ball of light, but what was followed was a dense purple fist shadow.

These purple fist shadows were so numerous that they almost obscured a large area of space in front of the prodigal son, and the prodigal son even felt that his body had become a little heavy.

"No, it can't be like this, you must leave here as much as possible" The prodigal son made a decision in his heart, and injected spiritual power into the broken sword with his right hand, and the silver runes rushed out of the broken sword, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a silver sword blade, and an amazing aura came from above.

Previously, he had already put away the power of the broken sword, and only used his spiritual power to urge a small part of the power, and only at this time did he draw out the power of the broken sword, and suddenly the astonishing aura made Zixiao's complexion on the opposite side change.

"Battle Dragon Decision!" Feeling the amazing power that erupted from the front, Zixiao shouted violently, and a more dazzling purple light erupted from his body, and then the battle armor on his body also began to change, and gradually began to flash a purple glazed color, which looked very weird, and at the same time, the aura on his body more than doubled in an instant, and the amazing spiritual power fluctuations spread around. (To be continued......)