Shura God Emperor

Physical power is inherently very difficult to cultivate, and very few people touch the level of physical training.

What's more, it is the spiritual power that relies on the cultivation technique as the strength.

"Meng Yong, right? Aren't you going to take me? I will be the first to take you today!"

It is said that passive people suffer, Xiao Yu couldn't bear it and decided to take the initiative.

He stepped forward with his long hair fluttering, and the flesh that no longer looked thin contained a powerful and heavy force.

"Don't underestimate people!" Meng Yong was also angry, with the strength of the middle stage of the Qi Gathering Realm, he didn't believe that he would lose to this kid who had just been promoted.

Xiao Yu stopped talking nonsense. He didn't use spiritual power, but only the power of pure physical body. He grasped his fist and cut through the air. With a powerful whistling sound, he blasted over.

Meng Yong's face changed drastically again, the oppressive aura of pure physical power enveloped him like a beast.

This kind of power has completely surpassed the middle stage of the Qi Gathering Realm!

Meng Yong also yelled. He knew that if he didn't fight, there would be only a dead end.

He drew out the long knife, instilled spiritual power, and immediately slashed towards Xiao Yu.

"boom!"

Xiao Yu was not afraid of it, and on his fist, the physical strength of the wolf demon was cultivated. This strength was ancient, heavy, and vast.

This punch directly broke Meng Yong's long knife completely, and the long knife completely turned into scrap iron.

Xiao Yu's power was so terrifying that this kind of mortal weapon simply couldn't bear his abnormal physical power.

"boom!"

A powerful air current burst out instantly, Meng Yong's arm perception was broken, and the whole person was thrown away.

"Puff!"

Meng Yong passed out completely.

All the people present were frozen in place, and with a physical punch, Meng Yong in the middle stage of the Qi Gathering Realm could not fight back?

Especially those who are in the same middle stage of the Qi Gathering Realm, are all frightened, is this the **** still human? It seems that he hasn't exhausted his best!

Feng Nan's face was extremely blushing, Meng Yong is the captain of the Feng family's guard team! This punch invalidated people, twice!

"Well, you Xiao Yu, I want to take your dog's life!"

Feng Nan couldn't help it at last, and rushed forward with a roar.

Fushan Seven Punches!

The Feng family is not a big family, it is only a middle-lower family, this time it was also called by the Hachioji.

Feng Nan's strength is also in the late stage of the Qi Gathering Realm. With this move of Fushan Qiquan, his rank has also reached the rank of orange rank.

This spiritual skill was displayed by Feng Nan, and the powerful fluctuation of spiritual power was like a mountain, and it was crushed towards Xiao Yu.

With every punch, the burst of air is even more dull.

All the children of the Feng family are excited, and the Patriarch makes a move. Is that kid not dead this time?

Everyone can feel that Feng Nan is really working hard. In his move, there is a killing intent in it.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

After blasting seven punches in a row, Feng Nan seemed to want to crush the mountain. The powerful aura seemed to shatter the rocks.

With the explosion of powerful power, Xiao Yu would peel off even if he was not dead, and Feng Nan was still one level higher than Xiao Yu.

Xiao Yu stared coldly. No matter how powerful the opponent's fist style was, it was nothing more than an orange fist style, and Xiao Yu's physical strength was already able to face the masters of the Qi Gathering Stage late stage.

In the field, Xiao Yu did not advance and retreated. Feng Nan's fist fist contained powerful spiritual power fluctuations, while Xiao Yu did not move anything. His fist was like an angry dragon going out to sea with a terrible air current fluctuation. With an extremely arrogant posture, I just bumped into it.

"It's just overkill!"

"That's right! Patriarch Feng blasted out seven punches instantly, one punch is stronger than one punch, this guy wants to fight with one punch? A joke!"

All those people were disdainful, and Xiao Yu was so big this time, even the Eight Prince felt that Xiao Yu was destined to be killed by his arrogance.

"boom!"

Who knows, the next encounter will directly make everyone dumbfounded...