Fist to fist, force and force!

Just like the Bull Demon King and the black-robed figure, the most violent way of fighting, the most direct dialogue, comes from the most original strength of the body!

"What?

The demons were stunned, looking at the seemingly disparity in strength in the sky, they were all dumbfounded!

In front of the height of the cyan demon god's body, which was dozens of feet like a mountain, Ning Wuji, who had an eight-foot body, was like an ant, but this was almost the size of a fist of the cyan demon god, and he forcibly blocked the cyan god and demon's hard blow.

Although this kind of strength confrontation is not as terrible as the Bull Demon King and the black figure, it is a more intuitive and more vivid contrast, the larger the body, the greater the strength, the cyan god and demon mountain-like body, not a phantom, but a real force like a mountain, that punch down, even a mountain will be smashed.

"Come again!"

The cyan demon god roared, he was the body of the demon god, and his strength was infinite, but now he was blocked by this small body, which was simply a humiliation for him, and the other fist slammed in, and the fierce wind blew, and before the fist arrived, the fist wind rolled up the boulder on the ground, breaking a lot of trees, and the demons shook.

Rumble!

Ning Wujian threw another punch and slammed into the huge fist, blocking the huge and hideous punch that was about to smash him down.

It's not as hard as imagined, although the thirteen young Shura have the bloodline of the demon god, but after all, it is too thin, how can it be compared to the bloodline of Ning Wuji's atavistic alienation?

Bang, when the cyan god and demon withdrew his fist and was about to strike again, Ning Wujian had already blasted out a punch and landed on the arm of the cyan god and demon, and the terrifying and turbulent force burst out, the cyan god and demon only felt numb all over his body, and an irresistible force poured into his body, and he suddenly took two steps back as he was accumulating strength. There was surprise in his eyes.

Without giving the cyan god and demon a chance to react, one punch blasted out, and the other punch followed, and the more terrifying force collided, the cyan god and demon's face was ugly, and he wanted to stand up, but he still retreated again, the force was too huge, as if he had been hit by a huge mountain.

Ning Wujian didn't have a good impression of this god and demon, and he was having a belly of fire to vent. There was no intention of keeping his hand, one punch after another fell, faster and faster, and the strength was getting bigger and bigger, and the cyan god and demon were able to fight back at first, resisting Ning Wuji's double fists, but as the speed of Ning Wuji's punches continued to get faster, the disadvantage of his body's large and clumsy body also began to emerge, under Ning Wuji's crazy double fists. You can only keep moving backwards.

Burst......

Finally, when Ning Wujian quickly punched down, the cyan thick scale armor shattered instantly, and Ning Wujian punched out a big hole. Flesh and blood flew sideways, and the scale armor was torn apart, revealing green tendons.

"Roar!" the cyan demon god roared, his eyes showing unwillingness. More of a shock.

Under the suppression of Ning Wuji's strength, he didn't have the strength to fight back at all, in front of that crazy fist. It was as if he was trapped in a box, and he could only let the fist fall, but he couldn't keep up with that speed.

The cyan god and demon protected his chest with his fists, the scale armor on his arm had been shattered by Ning Wuji, and blood flowed down from above, this scene was too terrifying, making the monsters watching around open their mouths wide, enough to stuff a person's head.

The battlefield where the two clashed was already hundreds of meters away from the Yellow Wind Inn, and on the path of the cyan demon god's retreat, countless monsters hurriedly dodged, and the chaos was unbearable, even the monsters such as the Bull Demon King and the Iron Fan Princess were all stunned, and they didn't react for a while.

At this moment, a black light flew straight towards Ning Wujian in the sky, and the black light dragged a black aura of several hundred meters, like a giant python, exuding an incomparably evil aura.

Ning Wujian caught a glimpse of this attacking black mang, and immediately realized that it was the strong man behind the thirteen young Shura who made a move, and he didn't dare to be careless, his fists fell violently, kicked out, and kicked on the cyan god and demon, kicking the cyan god and demon into the air, and the huge body flew towards the black god.

"Damn it!" a roar came from the sky.

The flying black divine light suddenly fell to the ground, avoiding the body of the thirteen young Shura.

Rumble!

A mountain peak was shattered by the black mang, and the rocks were flying, and the cyan gods and demons also stopped in mid-air, the blue light dissipated, the huge body gradually changed and shrank, and eight figures flew in the sky, some men and women, some ugly and some beautiful, and fell beside the thirteen young Shura who had recovered their pseudo-motherhood.

Ning Wuji's gaze fell on the eight figures, led by an ugly old man, a stunning beauty, three bewitching girls behind him, a handsome young man, an ugly young man, and a monster with six hands and three eyes.

Shura's clothes were torn just now, naked, covered in blood, standing very restrained in front of the old man and the beautiful woman, the ugly old man snorted coldly, a set of clothes appeared in his hand, and threw it to him, "Let you underestimate the strong people in the world, there are people outside the world, what is the Netherworld?"

"Ahem...... "Ahem" Shura Thirteen Young Men coughed up blood, and didn't dare to look at the old man, like a child who had done something wrong, he glanced at Ning Wuji, and his eyes showed hatred.

"Okay, Lan Lao, don't reprimand Thirteen, let him recuperate first. ”

The stunning beauty smiled slightly, and then her eyes fell on Ning Wuji, looking up and down, her eyebrows were bent, her eyes were bright and long, crystal charming, her eyes were projected with a clear and quiet soft light, a beautiful melon seed face, and exquisite facial features, it was simply a perfect gift from God, that delicate and perfect, thrilling, cherry lips lightly opened, "This demon king is very skilled, I didn't expect Xiniu Hezhou to have such a young handsome man again, but it is gratifying!"

Ning Wujian was also looking at this group of people, the stunning beauty was wearing a red tight-fitting silk dress, and the clothes were tightly attached to her body, revealing a graceful body, which was indescribably tempting and intoxicating. Dressed in a snow-white fluffy coat outside, it shows the nobility of his status.

She is light, tall and slender, with graceful curves, curvy Nana, swaying and vibrant. The jet-black hair is pulled into a high cloud-like bun, tied with a wooden hairpin, simple and refined, with a swan-like graceful and slender neck, with an indescribable elegant demeanor, shoulders like a knife, a slender waist, and a full and firm chest.

"Ha Luha, Uncle Lan, Aunt Yun!"

Without waiting for Ning Wuqian to speak, there was a loud laugh behind him, and immediately, the Bull Demon King and the Iron Fan Princess walked towards a few people in the sky, "You don't tell me when you come, you have lost the distance, you have lost the distance!"

When Princess Iron Fan saw the stunning beauty, a sincere smile appeared on her face, "Aunt Yun!"

Immediately, the Iron Fan Princess saluted the ugly old man slightly, "Uncle Lan!"

"Well, it's been hundreds of years, but the iron fan is getting more and more delicate, which makes Aunt Yun a little envious!" (To be continued......)