Jiang Xiaofan had already fired the true fire. At this moment, the Mingwang fist in the world completely exploded. Every punch made the space tremble, and every punch pressed it made the sea boil.

"cough!"

Zhu Xidao was smashed away again and coughed up blood in his mouth.

Most of his sternum had been broken, and his breath was greatly reduced. But even so, there was a flash of crazy hatred in his eyes. The divine light outside his body continued to disappear, and the black demonic light became stronger and stronger.

"snort!"

Jiang Xiaofan sneered, his face full of sarcasm and disdain.

He naturally saw this scene. After several failures, Zhu Xidao's former bright halo gradually disappeared. Zhu Xidao was unable to accept all this, and his heart became more and more unstable, and he had already shown signs of being possessed by the demon.

"A genius who is rare in a thousand years? You?"

Jiang Xiaofan mocked him without hesitation.

His right hand burst out with a dazzling golden light, and with one punch, time and space were trembling.

This kind of indomitable momentum is shocking. At this moment, in the sight of many monks, Jiang Xiaofan is like an invincible sword, and nothing can stop him wherever he passes.

"It's all you! It's all you!"

Zhu Xidao roared angrily.

His cheeks were full of hatred, and he hated to the point of being crazy.

Before Jiang Xiaofan appeared, he was the absolute pride of heaven and the young supreme who made the entire Taoist world awe. However, after Jiang Xiaofan appeared, all his popularity was gradually overwhelmed. Several defeats in Jiang Xiaofan were a heavy blow to such a proud genius.

"snort!"

Jiang Xiaofan sneered.

"Bang!"

He raised his hand and slapped Zhu Xidao away.

The illusion god steps out and instantly sways, and the silver iron fist ruthlessly suppresses: "What kind of cause you sow and what kind of result you get. All of this is your own fault, and I will send you to hell!"

"boom!"

The amazing fist intention exploded completely and was suppressed violently.

The King of Ming Dynasty fist was filled with great power of heaven, and the power of the law around it surged, covering Jiang Xiaofan's fists endlessly, as if a pair of broken heavenly armor was placed on his fists.

"Damn it!"

"Get out!"

In the distance, Wu Ming and Xia Fengming blew at the same time.

Seeing that Zhu Xidao was about to be killed, the two of them were also a little anxious. Unfortunately, although they defeated the Yuanshen Dao Body step by step, because of the Chaos Divine Spherre, the two of them were unable to break through the interception of the Yuanshen Dao Body for a while.

"die!"

Jiang Xiaofan clenched his fists a little more.

But the next moment, a dangerous signal appeared in his heart. He did not look at it, and decisively retracted his right fist and moved three feet away to the side.

"Chew!"

At the same time, where he was just standing, a blood-colored light fell and annihilated the space on the spot.

On the reef not far away, an ugly and tall man appeared and walked towards this direction step by step. As soon as this man came out, the domineering blood evil spirit suddenly spread all over the field, making many monks unable to help but look at him.

"Hey!"

The little demon king's mouth was bleeding, but he showed a sneer at this moment.

The person who came was not someone else, but the Holy Son of the Shura clan!

"The Eighth Heaven of the Human Emperor!"

A divine light flashed in Jiang Xiaofan's eyes, and murderous intent flashed by.

However, he didn't care. He moved slightly and rushed towards Zhu Xidao again. This was the best time to kill Zhu Xidao, and he would never miss it. Even if the Holy Son of the Shura tribe wanted to join the battle group, he didn't care at all.

The Ming King of the Descendant was suppressed by the fist and rushed towards Zhu Xidao in an unyielding manner.

He directly ignored the Son of Shura.

"snort!"

A blood light flashed in the eyes of the Saint Son of the Shura clan and he rushed directly to Jiang Xiaofan.

He was the same as the demon king thought. Although Zhu Xidao was a human race, he was Jiang Xiaofan's enemy, the enemy of life and death. There is a saying that the enemy's enemy is a friend. He and the demon king wanted Jiang Xiaofan to die and get the silver and copper in his body.

So now, they don’t want Zhu Xidao’s powerful combat power to be damaged.

Keeping Zhu Xidao is ultimately a threat to Jiang Xiaofan.

"boom!"

The amazing blood light was so powerful that it was shocking, and the mad domineering and fierce.

"puff!"

"puff!"

"puff!"

The seven closest imperial cultivators were affected by the fish in the pond. Under this corrosive blood evil aura, they were directly shattered, their bodies were broken, and their souls were annihilated.

"snort!"

Jiang Xiaofan sneered, raised his hand and swept forward with a Sky-Cracking Sword.

The Saint Son of the Shura clan has reached the eighth level of the Human Emperor, but he doesn't care much. So what about the Eighth level of the Human Emperor? Even if his Saint Son of the Shura clan reaches the peak of the Ninth level of the Heaven, he will be not afraid unless he reaches the realm of the Xuanxian.

"Bang!"

In this gap, Zhu Xidao was swept away again.

In the distance, the Saint Son of the Shura clan raised his hand and collapsed the Sky-Splitting Sword Aggression swept out by Jiang Xiaofan, and a glimmering look streaked across his ugly face. He grabbed his right hand with a faint grasp, and a blood-red ball of light appeared in his hand and suddenly pressed down.

distance……

"This ugly monster!"

Qin Luo cursed.

"I'll go and help him!"

Ye Yuanxue was angry and raised her legs and was about to move forward.

Now Zhu Xidao is about to die and is about to be killed. At this moment, a Shura Holy Son suddenly came to stop him, which naturally made everyone very unhappy.

Ye Qiuyu waved her and stopped her: "I'll go..."

"careful."

Bing Xin said.

Ye Qiuyu nodded, her figure flashed, and she appeared in front of the Saint Son of Shura in a blink of an eye.

"Buzz!"

She waved her right hand lightly, as if it was as plain as the wind, but in an instant, she shattered all the bloody kills from the Saint Shura. She even shook the other party a few steps back, causing everyone to look surprised.

"This is?"

"It seems...it seems to be from the Ye family."

A monk whispered.

A look of surprise flashed through Jiang Xiaofan's eyes, but it disappeared soon. Without saying a word, he turned around and clenched his fist at the fastest speed to smash Zhu Xidao.

"Bang!"

Zhu Xidao was swept away again, his right leg was torn and broken into a blood mist.

He repeatedly made heavy moves to kill Zhu Xidao in the shortest time. Because the soul Taoist body could last for not long, it would disappear at most five minutes. At that time, it would be even more difficult for him to kill Zhu Xidao.

In another direction, Ye Qiuyu blocked the Shura clan's holy son. He waved his jade hand and a faint light appeared, sealing every inch of space around, completely blocking the Shura sage's attack. The Shura blood light melted silently in front of Ye Qiuyu as if ice had encountered fire.

“So strong!”

Even when attacking and killing Zhu Xidao, Jiang Xiaofan couldn't help but show his strange look.

"Come on, sister!"

Ye Yuanxue kept waving at the battlefield.

"Buzz!"

On the battlefield in the distance, Ye Qiuyu looked quiet, like a fairy who was in the dust, with every move elegant without losing her fairy power.

There was no huge pressure on her body, just like Chen Yifeng at the time. But even so, the fierce blood of the Saint Son of Shura would instantly be melted by the glimmer of light she waved.

Ye Qiuyu made a seal, raised his hand and waved it, and a faint light shone out from his jade hand.

"Bang!"

The blood light of the Saint Son of Shura was instantly shaken away, and he himself retreated several meters away.
To be continued...