roar!

On the messy square, Zhao Jing roared to the sky, and black light filled his body, making his body look like black iron cast, indestructible.

At this time, Zhao Jing was alive with a demon.

That fierce and violent feeling makes people frightened.

At this moment, even Zuoqiu Qingyu and others on the tall building showed a hint of nervousness in their eyes. After all, Zhao Jing was too terrible at this time.

That day, Chief Liu Fu of the Ghost Mansion looked at this scene, then glanced at Zuoqiu Qingyu and sneered: "When you can force Zhao Jing's ape magic out, Zhou Yuan is indeed capable of this, but unfortunately... that price is probably a loss of life."

The other chiefs present all had serious expressions. They knew that if they were standing in front of Zhao Jing at this time, they would have been a little irresistible.

The second-ranked chief of the Holy Palace is indeed well-deserved.

boom!

Among those countless solemn gazes, Zhao Jing's violent pupils directly locked Zhou Yuan. This time, he didn't say a word of nonsense, but the curve of the corners of his mouth became increasingly ferocious.

"Dong!"

Zhao Jing squatted down slightly, and the next moment, his feet suddenly stomped.

A huge crack spread out from his feet, and his figure was like the ancient ape demon who was eating a giant dragon, covering Zhou Yuan with a shadow.

"Ape Demon Arm!"

The roar sounded, and a black light spread on Zhao Jing's right arm, and even black hair grew out. His arm instantly turned into a thick ape-demon arm.

boom!

With one punch, the huge gap was already torn apart in this square.

The shadow of that punch directly covered Zhou Yuan.

It is so fierce that it is beyond remarkable.

Facing Zhao Jing's terrifying punch, Tang Muxin and others behind him all changed color, and the source energy around them surged, and they were ready to start rescue.

However, when countless eyes were shocked by Zhao Jing's destructive punch, Zhou Yuan, who was shrouded in the shadows, looked calm.

The golden light in the eyes appeared and disappeared.

At this time, there was also a faint golden light spreading on his skin, as if ancient golden patterns were formed on the surface of his body.

The drop of golden blood in the heart vibrated violently.

"Boy, kneel down for me!"

Zhao Jing let out a sharp roar, destroying a punch, and finally poured in with the storm.

Zhou Yuan had no expression on his face, his five fingers slowly clenched, and golden light patterns spread from his arms, gradually covering the surface of his fist. An indescribable force roared like an angry dragon in his body. He had never felt the power of that kind before.

The power brought by the realm of Golden Blood is also beyond Zhou Yuan's imagination.

boom!

Under the countless vibrating eyes, Zhou Yuan punched out, and directly collided heavily with Zhao Jing's destructive punch in the most positive posture.

"I'm just looking for death!" Looking at this scene, countless people shook their heads.

At this time, Zhou Yuan's fist seemed quite inconspicuous under the punch of Zhao Whale like an ape demon, so they didn't understand why Zhou Yuan was so stupid and chose the most positive and head-on encounter.

But at this time, it's too late to say anything.

I'm afraid that Zhou Yuan will be hammered into meat paste in the next moment?

Bang!

The moment the two collided, a huge shock wave burst out wildly, and all the stone slabs in the entire square were blown away at this time, and layers of the ground were constantly being peeled up.

The disciples of Cang Xuanzong and the Holy Palace retreated one after another.

If the chiefs of all parties had not taken action at the same time, I am afraid that the aftermath would have spread and even the entire manor would have been destroyed at this time.

The aftermath gradually faded, but all the eyes were staring at the center of the square.

The smoke and dust there gradually dissipated.

Two figures appeared in everyone's eyes.

The two people there kept their fists facing each other, and their bodies seemed to have never moved.

"Who won?" Countless eyes were staring at the figures of the two, and there was a rise of surprise in their eyes, because the scene in front of them seemed to be unable to tell the outcome.

Huo Tian also stared at the field, frowned slightly, and couldn't tell the difference.

"How is the situation?" asked the other chiefs beside him.

Huo Tian said lightly: "It should be Zhao Jing who won. Even I had to do a lot of tricks to resist with his punch. Zhou Yuan dared to fight him head-on, which is undoubtedly a death."

The other chiefs of the Holy Palace also nodded. They also knew exactly how powerful Zhao Jing was.

If no one of them could resist that punch, Zhou Yuan would definitely die if he resisted it so hard.

Tang Muxin and others also looked at this scene nervously.

"This idiot, why are you fighting with Zhao Jing head-on!" Baili Che couldn't help but gritted his teeth and cursed. If Zhou Yuan was beaten to death, it would be their Cang Xuan Sect to be embarrassed.

The other chiefs didn't say anything, but they also had worries in their eyes.

On the high building, everyone held their breath and calmed down. Even Zuoqiu Qingyu Jade Hand couldn't help but hold it tightly, staring at the bottom with beautiful eyes tightly, and dared not move.

The atmosphere in the entire manor seemed to solidify with the two stagnant figures on the square.

That kind of stagnation lasted for dozens of breaths.

In the middle of the square, Zhou Yuan's eyelids moved slightly. He looked at the tall and powerful figure in front of him, and breathed a long breath and slowly spit out from his breath.

His body was the first to move, and his fists were withdrawn bit by bit. Then he did not look at Zhao Jing, but instead passed by Zhao Jing and walked straight towards Tang Muxin and the others.

And Zhao Jing didn't move.

Countless shocked gazes were frozen on Zhou Yuan's body.

"Zhao Jing, what are you doing?!" Huo Tian shouted in a low voice.

Everyone was not sure about the situation at this time.

"Boy, what did you do to him?" Huo Tian looked at Zhou Yuan with a gloomy gaze.

Zhou Yuan stopped and said in a gentle voice: "It seems that the physical art of the Holy Palace Temple is not as strong as I thought, so what reason do you have to laugh at me Cang Xuan Sect?"

"As for him?"

Zhou Yuan turned his head slightly, his eyes were cold. He stretched out his fingers, and there was a crisp snap between his fingers, which resounded in the square.

Bang!

And just as the fingers sounded, everyone was shocked to see that Zhao Whale's thick right arm, like an ape demon, burst out at this moment!

Blood foam splattered out in the sky!

His entire arm was shattered at this moment!

Zhao Jing's body slowly collapsed downwards to the sky.

Wow!

The entire manor was boiling at this time, and countless eyes that looked here were filled with deep incredible and horror.

The next moment, all eyes gathered on the young figure with his back facing Zhao Jing.

Those eyes were full of shock.

Who would have thought that Zhou Yuan, who seemed to be at an absolute disadvantage in the previous terrifying collision of thunder and fire, was so terrifying that the counterattack of that punch smashed Zhao Jing's arm like an ape demon!

How terrifying is that power?

In the manor, the eyes gathered on Zhou Yuan's body gradually emerged with a hint of fear.

None of them expected that the new Shengyuan Peak, who is unknown among the seven chiefs of Cang Xuan Sect...
Chapter completed!