Peerless God Emperor

"you lose!"

Luo Liuyun smiled faintly, and when he was about to wave the folding fan in his hand, he suddenly realized that he was plunged into a sea of ​​flames.

"silly!"

"Dare to approach me?"

"Don't you know that those who practice the Heavenly Fire Dao, have close explosive power, are not inferior to those who are strong in the flesh?"

The fat man sneered, a flaming fist imprint, out of thin air, appearing in his depth, slammed out with a slam, fanning Luo Liuyun, and flying out together.

The terrifying hot wave, full of terrible destructive power, surging surging.

When Luo Liuyun landed, he had already become a "scorched corpse".

He simply has a deep cultivation base, and the fat man didn't kill him, so he was saved from death.

But he was also embarrassed and lost the ability to fight again.

"Fatty man! I won't be so careless next time."

Luo Liuyun's face was badly damaged, and he couldn't wait any longer. He dragged his injuries, dropped a cruel word, and clambered away.

"Who else?"

The fat man didn't bother to pay attention to Luo Liuyun, who was like a bereaved dog. He looked around with a fierce momentum.

This time, it also deterred many people.

After all, Luo Liuyun is the mountain of Luofu Mountain, which is equivalent to the preacher of the teaching, has a noble status, and is the representative of Luofu Mountain's young Tianjiao, and his strength is not weak.

Although he was defeated by the fat man, it seemed to be careless, but he was defeated.

No matter what, the strength of the fat man should never be underestimated.

"Fatty has grown a lot!"

Wake moved a wicker chair, sat under the eaves of the bamboo house, watching the battle, could not help but nod secretly.

Fatty's current strength is probably about a thousand on the Heavenly Kings Ranking, enough to sweep the arrogances of these third-rate forces.

"Why are you here too?"

Su wakes up and glances at Ji Yuyue, who walked down from the mountain, asked.

"It's boring to stay on the mountain!"

"It's better to watch you fight!"

"Look, there are also many disciples in the Open Saint Pavilion."

Ji Yuyue stretched out her hand and looked over, and found that on the white jade stone steps, there were indeed a hundred disciples who had indeed walked down, and each of them was very superb. Several of them had reached the peak of the ninth step of the Saint King, and their combat power was particularly impressive. Not bad.

"See Brother Su!"

"The Thief asked us to come down and watch the battle, hoping to learn something from Brother Su."

The headed Kaisheng Pavilion Tianjiao, named Li Yuanteng, said respectfully.

"Find a stool to sit on!"

"Fatty is showing great power, watching his battle will help you too."

Although Su Xing had a lot of complaints against Thieving God in his heart, he had no complaints against these disciples who opened the Saint Pavilion.

"Ok!"

More than a hundred disciples of Kaisheng Pavilion, headed by Li Yuanteng, gathered around Suwa.

Soon after, Fatty defeated several people again.

The strength of those people is almost the same as that of Luo Liuyun. They think that Luo Liuyun was careless and defeated by the fat man. They only need to be careful and win the fat man.

But obviously, things are counterproductive.

After fusing the origin of the earth's heart, the spirit of the fire, the fat man's cultivation base is extremely vigorous, and the explosive power of Taoism is even more powerful and outrageous.

"Is the Sanliu Mountain Region all of this kind of stuff? I am ashamed to block the gate of the Saint Pavilion?"

The fat man provoked.

He obviously hasn't had enough.

Moreover, he has been cultivating hard for five years, and through a hearty and fierce battle, it is also very good for him, and he is more proficient in using and controlling his own power.

The combat experience will also be quickly enriched.

At this time, the number of people gathered around the mountain gate also increased rapidly, reaching tens of thousands in a short while, and the sky and the ground were crowded with black heads.

Pirates’ performance this year has far exceeded previous years.

Fatty lost more than a dozen opponents in a row, all attracting people's attention.

"I come!"

A barbarian master with bronzed skin came out.

His name is Tongzhi, from the holy bronze tribe of the barbarian.

The Holy Bronze Tribe is very powerful in the barbarian tribe and is one of the five major barbarian tribes.

Tong Zhi, is the most powerful Tianjiao of the Holy Bronze Tribe, his physical realm has reached the master of sage mastery, and he is extremely profound in the cultivation of dragon fighting technique.

"Boom!"

Fierce fighting broke out instantly.

Fatty was not like other holy cultivators. When he encountered a barbarian with a strong physical body, he tried to keep the distance as far as possible, but instead took the initiative to fight close.

This is the power of cultivating Tianhuo Dao.

Their cultivation base is explosive, extremely violent and fierce, and they are very few, dare to use cultivation bases to fight close to the physical body.

After hundreds of rounds, the fat man won again.

People are shocked.

You know, Tongzhi ranks among the top five in strength among the third-rate Tianjiao forces. He is also the 1786th master on the list of kings of heaven. He actually lost to the fat man, which is a bit unbelievable.

"Pirates are great this year."

"With your strength, no one should be your opponent in these three mountain arrogances."

"Even Ye Piaoxue, who is recognized as the number one Dark Sword Mountain, is no match for the terrifying explosive power of your Skyfire Avenue."

Tong Zhi shook his head and turned to leave.

And his words also caused another uproar.

Ye Piaoxue, from Dark Sword Mountain, is a generation of swordsman wizards. He is a genuine sword repairman. He has comprehended nine chapters of sword intent to the height of the third chapter.

However, from Tong Zhi's point of view, he is actually no match for Fatty?

"Tongzhi, if you say so, then I will give it a try!"

A white-clothed man walked out, holding a scarlet sword. His eyes were deep and sharp. It was Ye Piaoxue, the kendo wizard of Dark Jianshan.

"Wow!"

Ye Piaoxue has a cold personality, simple and crisp.

He raised his sword and slashed it, a **** sword light, horizontally in the void, swept towards the fat man.

In that **** sword light, there are countless kendo notches, revealing an extremely sharp and fierce aura, it is the third chapter of the sword intent.

"Good coming!"

The fat man was not afraid, his robes bulged, the flames on his body rose, and his hands were held up, a flame of flames soaring into the sky, crashing against the **** sword lights.

The destructive power of terror spread, centering on the two people, the surrounding land of 10,000 meters fell.

After a long time, when everything was calm, Ye Piaoxue turned and left.

"Tian Huo Dao is worthy of being one of the most explosive Dao methods."

The figure belonging to Ye Piaoxue came from far away.

Obviously, even he was defeated.

This confirmed Tongzhi's words that Fatty was already a rare opponent in the Sanliu Mountain Region, and became the well-deserved first person in the Mountain Region.

"Fat brother is mighty!"

"Fat brother is amazing!"

People admire the strong in their hearts.

The cheers all around made the fat man a little embarrassed.

He never dreamed that he would have such a day, attracting the attention of everyone, and adding glory.

"Ha ha!"

"A group of frogs at the bottom of the well, what are they celebrating here?"

"Is that fat guy a master? Sanliu Mountain Region, it really doesn't look good."

At this moment, an untimely voice sounded. A group of young people stepped forward.