"I just realized now? It's too late! My Xue family's auxiliary skill, Xiao Yunyu Art, can't you, the group of wastes, break it!"

Almost the moment Xue Huailu finished speaking.

Everyone in the Xiaoyao Sect felt that Yun Yu's body had become heavy and could not exert their speed to the limit.

After inhaling the purple fog in the mouth and nose, I felt even more difficult to breathe and my spiritual power was blocked.

This is the first auxiliary to the Kirin team.

It is natural that Xue Huailu can become the top of Gan Hua list.

Chu Tianyou's reaction was even faster, and he shouted loudly: "Yuan Lei, Wen Bin!!"

"Received, Captain!!"

With Chu Tianyou's order, the two strongest in the Qilin team, except him, immediately soared into the sky and rushed in one direction.

They were neither Mu Yan's strongest support nor Yun Ruohan's captain.

Instead, Chu Moli was sitting in a wheelchair.

The only far-off monk in the Xiaoyao team.

Qin Jiu's eyes were red, and he suddenly stepped forward and let out a loud shout.

An earth wall rose in front of Chu Moli.

At the same time, he himself soared into the air, and his huge fist, mixed with a thunderous aura, suddenly burst out.

The powerful force and power of this punch made the entire Feilong City change color slightly.

At this moment, when I watched the strong wind in the flowers in the mirror, I felt as if I thought the boxing force was violent and stopped blowing.

Even the thick fog cast by Xue Huailu was dispersed a little.

Qu Yuanlei's eyes lit up, he retreated instead of advancing, and shouted excitedly: "Good momentum, let me meet you!"

Bang--!

The two fists collided firmly.

The earth shook, and the trees in the distance made a creaking sound, falling one after another.

Many people in the stands took a breath.

"So strong! Too strong!"

"I, I really didn't expect that the stupid Qin Jiu, the Xiaoyao team, was so powerful."

This is a real competition of power and a competition of the thickness of spiritual power.

Qu Yuanlei was able to firmly sit at the top of the Rising Tian List before Ye Liangchen appeared, which shows his strength.

If it is a real hard battle, even Duan Wenbin in the Xiaoyao team may not be his opponent.

However, Qin Jiuyou really resisted his attack.

"Xiaoyao Team, how many surprises are left for us?!"

Facts have proved that the surprise, or shock that Xiaoyao team can bring to everyone is far away and is far from over.

...

Qin Jiu blocked Qu Yuanlei, but Duan Wenbin rushed towards Chu Moli unstoppably.

The long sword, with the pressure of breaking mountains and cracking stones, slashed hard at the sick young man in the wheelchair.

Chu Moli slowly raised his head, facing the sword light that was slashed like the sickle of the God of Death, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The next moment, 未——!

A brilliant sword held Duan Wenbin's offensive.

Yun Ruohan's face was still gentle and humble, but the light in his eyes was tough and determined. "If you want to move my junior brother, first ask the sword in my hand. Duan Wenbin, your opponent is me!"

Duan Wenbin's pupils shrank, and he was shocked.

What a strong momentum, what a calm pressure.

His eyes were filled with desire and throbbing of a long-awaited opponent.

"Okay, then let me see if you are qualified to be my opponent!"

The two long swords intersected again.

The next moment, the majestic and rolling mountains and sea fields exploded at the same time with the thunder field that opened mountains and cracked stones.

The whole mirror was filled with flowers shaking.

Those cultivators who watched had low cultivation and even felt that their sea of ​​consciousness were shocked.
Chapter completed!