"Bang!"

A fist suddenly blasted over, directly smashing Long Xingyun's face.

However, the Martial God Lord did not react much, and suddenly he picked Xiao Junxian's body and let Long Xingyun die.

"The temper is really a fire-tongued temper, but unfortunately the fire is meaningless."

The God of Wu Luo smiled and raised his eyebrows contemptuously, "I am just using their bodies. If you kill them, it will not harm me at all."

"Bang!"

Before he could finish his words, Xia Tian's fist had already hit him.

This time, the God of Wuluo avoided it lightly and said lightly: "Don't do useless work anymore. While I'm still interested, I might as well talk."

"There is nothing to talk to with you." Xia Tian curled his lips and said directly: "Are you here to kill us? Why are you pretending to be a good person? Just do it."

The God of Wuluo chuckled: "Kill, you must be killed."

The tone was like an ancient well, and it naturally had a condescending meaning: "However, it is not necessary to kill them all, just remove some disobedient insects."

"Who do you think is the insect?" Zhao Yuji shouted coldly.

The God of Wuluo smiled and said, "I say whoever is, whoever is."

"You are not qualified to say this." Xia Tian replied lazily: "You are the bug, I can trample you to death now!"

After saying this, Wu Luo Shenluo's face suddenly became cold, and the murderous aura in his eyes instantly overflowed.

Even Zhao Yuji, who was also in the Tribulation Period, couldn't help but feel a stern. This god is indeed a powerful person, and it is definitely not easy.

As for the girls standing in the distance, they were so shocked by this murderous aura that they were a little unsteady and felt afraid.

Nie Xiaoli, Bai Xianxian and Shi Chun, who had the lowest cultivation level, had a pale face at this time, and he tried his best to lift his luck and suppress the irrepressible fear in his heart.

"Do you dare to fight me?" Xia Tian suddenly took a step forward and directly cut off the surging momentum that the God of Wuluo released. "If you don't play any tricks, just punch the flesh, and fight hard on the front. If you can't beat me to death, I will lose."

When the Lord of the Heavenly Palace heard Xia Tian’s words, he instantly realized what he wanted to do.

In fact, it is to stimulate the other party with words, make the God of Wuluo give up his advantage, and to confront the simplest way, and perhaps there is a glimmer of hope for victory.

Zhao Yuji also quickly guessed Xia Tian’s intention, which was a good way.

Although she and the Lord of the Heavenly Palace are both in the Tribulation Period, if you have the eight needles against the heavens in summer, it is equivalent to the Tribulation Period.

However, this Wu Luo God is at the peak of the Tribulation Period, and the gap between them is to some extent even higher than one or two great realms.

This is like running competitions. Some are a minute or two, but in fact the level is almost the same. However, in a world-class field, the gap of half a second is a natural barrier that cannot be overcome in a lifetime.

"I'm so arrogant and don't know what's up."

The God of Wuluo shook his head in a casual expression and looked at Xia Tian with a smile: "You should not use this trick of provocation, it is really childish."

"If you don't dare, then just say you don't dare." Xia Tian curled his lips: "Stop making excuses."

"hehe."

The God of Wu Luo just chuckled, too lazy to pay attention to Xia Tiantian, but just looked at the Lord of the Heavenly Palace: "You should know how to communicate, right?"

Xia Tian was very upset when he heard this, and he opened his mouth and choked back. The Palace Master of Tiangong raised his hand to stop Xia Tian for a moment, and then said calmly: "I don't think we have to go around in circles, just say what you want to do. You are the so-called god, but we are not ants that you can control, even if

If you can't kill you, you will die with you but it's not impossible."

"Haha, this is a bit imposing, but it still shows its timidity."

The God of Wuluo slowly looked around and showed a desolate expression, "Forget it, it's okay. Anyway, I'm just relaxing and solving some things by the way."

"If you have farts, let it go." Xia Tian said unhappily.

"It's so sarcastic!" Wu Luo Shenjun raised his eyebrows and suddenly raised his finger at Xia Tian. Several extremely pure sword energy rushed straight into Xia Tian's face.

The sword energy is ethereal, like smoke and fog.

But after a closer look, I found that there seemed to be a supreme divine weapon hidden in the smoke, which was unstoppable.

Xia Tian was not afraid. A silver needle lit up between his fingers, and he used the ice and fire spirit energy to meet him.

I said I wanted to communicate, but the result was that I started fighting directly.

"call out!"

As soon as he came into contact, Xia Tian couldn't help but frown.

His silver needle actually broke and he couldn't hold it for a second.

This is the first time this situation has happened.

After the silver needle broke, the sword energy, which was as smoke as fog, suddenly condensed, and turned into a towering giant sword, and it slashed towards Xia Tian's heart.

Xia Tian's reaction was quite fast. As soon as the silver needle broke, he immediately used the remaining power of disaster and clenched his fist and rushed over.

"Bang!"

This time, Xia Tian directly felt the power of the Wuluo God Lord.

There is clearly a power of disaster in the sword energy.

However, his power of disaster is obviously somewhat different from the power of disaster he recognized during this period.

Caught off guard, Xia Tian was a little unable to hold on.

Fortunately, the Lord of the Heavenly Palace and Zhao Yuji were prepared for a long time and rushed behind Xia Tian and passed their own spiritual energy over.

At the same time, Su Beibei and the others also started to move suddenly and used their own killer moves to the Lord Wuluo.

"Shenluo Gang Hand, everything is chasing the sky!"

The God of Wuluo just curled the corner of his mouth contemptuously, then raised his hand gently, using his own unique magical power.

"Bang!"

Immediately, Su Beibei and others who rushed over were knocked out first and disappeared.

Then Zhao Yuji couldn't hold on, and she felt sweet and slight bloody stains oozed out.

The Lord of the Heavenly Palace was not feeling very good, but he just frowned and didn't even make a moan.

"snort!"

Xia Tian gritted his teeth and shouted, "I don't believe it, I can't break you!"

As he said that, his fist was like raindrops and he rushed towards the towering giant sword.

"Bang!"

One punch passed without any effect.

"Bang, bang!"

Two punches have no effect either.

Three punches, four punches, five punches...ten punches, hundreds of punches!

Soon, the fist shadows were heavy, so fast that it was hard to see how many fists were produced.

"Haha, it's interesting."

The God of Wu Luo had a relaxed and comfortable smile on his face, raised his hand to control the towering giant sword, and continued to put heavy pressure on Xia Tian, ​​"I want to see how long you can last!"

"Support you!"

At this moment, Xia Tian's shadow suddenly appeared in front of the martial arts god without warning: "Go to die!"

Xia Tian blasted heavily at the head of the God of Wuluo.

Although the Lord Wu Luo was a little surprised, he was not panicked, but his smile remained unabashed. "Let you hit it and see how strong your fist can have!"

"Who said it was a fist?"

Xia Tian smiled, and a silver needle appeared between his fingers, piercing straight into the eyebrows of the God of Wuluo!

"Um?"

The God of Wu Luo suddenly realized that it was a little late and his body was vaguely out of control.

"I'll let you pretend!"

Xia Tian did not miss this opportunity, and he punched Wu Luo in the face with one punch.

"Bang--"

With hundreds of punches, the God of Wu Luo was blown away with blood, and there was no chance to fight back.

At the same time, the Palace Master of the Heavenly Palace and Zhao Yuji did not fight against the Tower of the Giant Sword again, but led it to the Xuan Crystal Immortal Coffin on the high platform.

"boom!"

With a violent sound, the fairy coffin was still unscathed.

Seeing this, the two of them just sighed in their hearts, and then went to help Xia Tian together.

At the same time, the few people who were knocked out recovered one by one.

Su Wushuang was furious and raised the short sword and used the high-level sword energy from the Piaomiao Immortal Sect to directly lead to the back of the Wuluo God Lord.
To be continued...