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There was a burst of sound in the air.

Wang Xiaojian's eyes swept over theirs, and a sneer appeared on his handsome face.

Immediately, he looked at Pei Fenghua, the great elder of Zihuomen.

Great Elder Pei Fenghua spread out his wings of true energy that were ten feet wide.

There was an extremely terrifying aura exuding from his body, seeing Wang Xiaojian glanced over, he said coldly: "Zhuzi, let's do it!"

Wang Xiaojian said indifferently: "Old man, you are old, I will let you make the first move. If I want to make the first move, others will think that I am bullying the old man."

"What did you say?!"

Pei Fenghua's beard twitched, apparently being angered by Wang Xiaojian again.

There was an extremely angry expression on his face.

Immediately, with a roar, he spread his true energy wings, and charged directly in the direction of Wang Xiaojian.

"Zhuzi, die!"

Pei Fenghua's roar resounded in the sky.

He clenched his hands into fists, activating the Zihuomen's unique technique on his body, causing purple flames to burn on his body.

The scorching purple flame zhenqi gathered into an energy fist in his hand, and bombarded it in the direction of Wang Xiaojian.

boom!

The martial arts performed by the three-star Martial Ancestor possesses incomparably terrifying power.

Wherever the purple fist light passed, the air resounded with the sound of thunder.

The fist light brought a gust of energy, causing Wang Xiaojian's black hair and clothes to dance wildly.

Wang Xiaojian's handsome face showed no signs of fear, and a sharp light shot out from his eyes.

"Good boxing!"

Wang Xiaojian drank coldly.

His golden wings spread out.

Immediately, he faced the direction of Pei Fenghua, the great elder of Zihuomen, shook hands into a fist, and punched out directly.

boom!

Wang Xiaojian's fist shot out a golden glow.

Two fist lights of different colors collided together in mid-air.

Immediately, with a "boom", it exploded.

The energy turbulence is still splashing in all directions, and the thick clouds in the sky are rolling in all directions.

And Wang Xiaojian passed through the turbulent energy flow, and killed the Great Elder Pei Fenghua, the fist that was lingering with light, blasted towards him at an extremely fast speed!

The first thousand and 310 chapters and two chapters of the purple flame tiger

In the sky, Wang Xiaojian and Pei Fenghua kept fighting together.

Pei Fenghua is a three-star Martial Emperor.

He activated the Zihuomen's unique kung fu, and performed the Zihuomen's unique ground-level boxing technique.

Every punch can smash a mountain.

Wang Xiaojian is a two-star Wuzong.

He is one star lower than Pei Fenghua, but the ancient martial arts, the Ancient Emperor Fenyan Jue, made him breathless, not inferior to Pei Fenghua in the slightest.

He didn't use boxing skills, but because of his cultivation of the Nine Turns Golden Body.

His physical strength exceeded 200 million catties.

The power of each punch is no less than that of an earth-level martial art.

When the two are combined, they faintly overwhelm Pei Fenghua.

Boom boom boom!

The energy in the sky was bright, and the shock wave from the bursting of the fist light swept all directions.

The two fought and attacked, and the extremely fast figures kept interlacing.

After fighting dozens of moves, elder Pei Fenghua and Wang Xiaojian punched at the same time.

There was a loud "boom", and the two fists collided.

The powerful energy wrapped around the shock wave, and the bodies of the two were thrown backwards.

Wang Xiaojian spread out his true energy wings and retreated ten feet away.

Elder Pei Fenghua's body rolled in the air and retreated twenty feet in a row.

Under the sky, there were many people watching the battle.

Except for the Martial Emperor powerhouse who can fly in the sky in Zihuomen.

There are also disciples below the Emperor Wu.

They stood on the top of the Purple Fire Mountain Range, looking up at the sky.

They thought that Great Elder Pei Fenghua could easily defeat this Wang Xiaojian who came from the southeast region.

But I didn't expect it to look like this.

Wang Xiaojian retreated ten feet, and the Great Elder retreated twenty feet.

Their powerful Great Elder, Pei Feng, unexpectedly fell behind.

In the sky, the smiles of some Martial Emperor powerhouses gradually disappeared.

The sect master Pei Qingguang and the second elder Mi Yuanzhou frowned.

In the sky, Wang Xiaojian and Pei Fenghua raised their heads at the same time.