Along with it, there are countless hearts of spectators, the unbearable memory of Dao Qiangtian, and the frightened and trembling childishness of the Holy Emperor.

The golden punch replaced the white bone blow.

However, what caused the Saint Emperor's wind blade to fly away was not the power of the violent giant's body, but the swirling Dao Principle that flew away with a punch.

These exposed rules of the avenue are now like the intertwined threads in the giant's sleeves after magnification.

Under the power of pure spiritual thoughts, the silk threads of Dao Ze's sleeves and robes faded away from the world inch by inch, but at the same time, pure violence came to an ultimate end.

"die!

!”

There was a crack in the back of the violent giant, and the shadowy branches of the blood tree had now grown into two blood trees. The crown of the tree was dense and rustling.

This violent punch supported by sleeveless red-scorched hands is the most extreme output in the blasting realm.

The Throne Realm is not scary.

The scary thing is that it is not just a realm, but a medium that can perfectly detonate the power of the four holy emperors and possess the power of various semi-holy levels!

The power of this punch fully vented all the power in Xu Xiaos body!

As a Holy Emperor, the reaction of the Holy Emperor is extremely fast.

But when he realized something was wrong, it was already too late. He could no longer retreat and could only take over forcefully.

——Isn’t it too late to make amends?

"Wind God Scroll!"

The Fengli Sutra exploded instantly, turning into pure and viscous cyan wind-based Holy Emperor power, which was injected into the body of Wan Ze Holy Emperor.

With one punch, Wuze Holy Emperor stretched out his waist and summoned a huge image of the wind god that was not much smaller than the violent giant.

This image of the wind god has its eyes lowered and its elbows protected. It is wrapped in green silk and satin, and covered in mysterious blue clothes. It looks like a Buddha, a demon, a god or a ghost.

From the state of nothingness to the embodiment of the wind god, it is just a blink of an eye.

This spiritual skill also represents Rao Wangze's strongest defense when he reacts at the last moment.

However, the violent giant pulled away and punched, and the Holy Emperor still felt that something was wrong...

No!

Something is very wrong!

At that moment, he only felt that his left eyeball jumped into his right eye socket, the bridge of his nose folded into his throat, and the upper and lower rows of left teeth were even knocked out of the right half of the teeth, bringing out a mouthful of blood that he suddenly poured out, as well as the moved teeth.

The dislocated fragments of the internal organs.

"The one I beat is you, the fake Fengshen named Rao!"

With a loud bang, under the horrified gaze of everyone outside, the head of the Elephant of the Wind God flipped twice on the spot at 720 degrees.

The final image that was fixed in the spiritual mirror was the misplaced and distorted facial features of the image of the God of Wind, which no longer had the majesty of the Holy Emperor.

Completely, blown away!

Not only the magical skills of the Holy Emperor, but also the dignity of being a Holy Emperor!

The neck of the Elephant of the Wind God turned into a gust of wind and shattered on the spot.

The Holy Emperor Wuze, who was protected in it, was injured along with the elephant, his head flew away, and his body flew out upside down.

"Xu Xiaoshou, have you beaten away the Holy Emperor?" Countless people were dumbfounded.

This punch told everyone that the Holy Emperor's chance to fight was only snatched away for a moment...

It’s too late to make amends!

"Roar!"

Xu Xiaoshou was hit by a punch without any hesitation and crushed the area in his palm.

With a loud bang, the entire gust of wind was blown to pieces by the power of the four Holy Emperors, and another land was blasted into nothingness.

The Holy Emperor Wangze, who could still keep his body under one punch, was also blown away.

He was unable to maintain it, and only a trace of spiritual power escaped.

As for the Wan Ze Holy Emperor, who could not even maintain the form of the incarnation of the Holy Emperor's thoughts, at this moment, everyone saw something like a "lost dog" in his actions.

"Let you go?"

The violent giant disappeared, but Xu Xiaoshou followed with a ferocious voice, appearing in front of this wisp of the Holy Emperor's will.

"Xu..."

"Shut up!"

When Xu Xiaoshou opened his eyes in the air, all the demons unfolded before his eyes.

At this moment, the Holy Emperor Wangze, who had a ray of will left, saw not the black sky, the silver moon, and the shadow of the lonely tower.

Instead, he is a violent giant with two blackened arms and a demon emperor's black dragon under his feet, seven blood trees growing on his back, a sea of ​​white flames lingering around his body, and an empty inferno above his head!

The Holy Emperor was confused.

He was completely suppressed by such a ferocious and evil image.

Heart swordsmanship, heavenly solution?

Who is this Xu Xiaoshou, who can he make a breakthrough in the face of battle?

When he came back from the unparalleled image, his wild thoughts had become concrete - in the world of fallen flowers with fluttering red plums, what he saw was a real black sword.

There are four fierce swords!

Xu Xiaoshou turned aside and spat, and with a backhand sword, he pierced the heart of this thought form without mercy.

laugh!

Rao Wangze's idea of ​​the Holy Emperor instantly turned into a demon.

At the last moment, what he heard was a sarcasm that he would remember for the rest of his life. He spoke very slowly and in a very dull tone, but every word was heartbreaking:

"People like rats and sparrows have lived in vain."
Chapter completed!