"Is this your trump card? It's too weak!"

Xiao Changfeng stood in the air and looked at Ouyang Jun who was rushing towards him.

His face was calm, and there was a hint of coldness in his eyes.

Immediately he raised his right hand.

Make a fist and throw it out.

"Fifth punch!"

Boom!

The shadow of the white tiger appears again.

This time it was extremely solid.

The shadow of a ten-meter white tiger appeared between heaven and earth.

A murderous aura as powerful as the sky stirred up the wind and clouds.

Terrible pressure.

The expressions of both Lin Qinggang and the Qiusi Ancestor changed.

The power of this punch.

Almost twice as much as the fourth punch.

Boom!

The shadow of the white tiger collided with Ouyang Jun's huge body.

One black and one white, very eye-catching.

Ouyang Jun's Xiong Zhuan martial spirit is very strong.

After he used his martial soul to merge.

The physical strength has at least doubled.

And his strength increased threefold.

This sudden attack was enough to destroy a large mountain.

However, he still underestimated the White Tiger Divine Fist.

After all, the White Tiger Vajra Body is a divine body.

Far stronger than his steel spirit body.

Although Xiao Changfeng was unable to achieve martial soul fusion.

But the power of this punch.

But it's not weak at all.

A layer of white air waves visible to the naked eye suddenly exploded.

In mid-air, it seemed like firecrackers were blasting and crackling.

And Ouyang Jun's huge body.

But he was severely beaten down.

The originally 100-meter-wide deep pit instantly expanded to 300 meters.

The ground shook violently.

It was as if there had been an earthquake.

Everyone was shocked to see that Ouyang Jun's injuries were more serious than before.

He could no longer maintain the state of martial soul fusion.

Restored to its original appearance.

And half of his body was completely collapsed and bloody.

A huge fist mark appeared on his body.

At this moment, he was lying in a pool of blood, his breath was extremely weak.

However, his eyes were widened.

Staring at Xiao Changfeng, full of shock and confusion.

He doesn't understand.

He has obviously already used the Xiong Zhuan Martial Spirit.

Why did it fail more completely?

And at this time.

The rest of the people were also surprised and suspicious.

"Ouyang's army was defeated?"

Bai Xing Jin Emperor was speechless, his eyes almost popped out.

How powerful Ouyang Jun was when he used martial soul fusion.

He was actually defeated by Xiao Changfeng with one punch.

This was beyond his imagination, and it even broke his cognition.

"What is he going to do?"

An exclamation suddenly sounded.

Everyone looked in fear.

I saw Xiao Changfeng swooping down in mid-air and heading straight for Ouyang Jun.

At this time, Ouyang Jun had used all his cards, but was still seriously injured.

If he is hit by Xiao Changfeng again.

If you don't die, you have to lose half your life.

"You dare!"

The hussar ancestor's eyes widened in anger, and his anger exploded.

He guessed what Xiao Changfeng was thinking.

Suddenly his figure flashed and he teleported directly.

I want to get ahead of Xiao Changfeng.

Save Ouyang Jun.

"Even if the Heavenly Lord comes, he can't save you!"

Xiao Changfeng sensed the teleportation of the hussar ancestor.

But his expression remained unchanged, and he just stared at Ouyang Jun coldly.

Then he opened his mouth and vomited.

Suddenly a ray of bronze light flew out of his mouth.

In Ouyang Jun's horrified eyes.

A sword pierced his forehead.
Chapter completed!