"Just just struggle~"

The middle-aged man in purple robe stretched out his right hand, and a purple flame rose from his palm.

The five fingers slowly clenched into fists.

A punch was shot out from the air.

Suddenly.

Purple flames gushed out.

It quickly condensed into a huge fist mark.

The fist marks are like purple suns, emitting extremely explosive energy fluctuations.

"Boom~"

Three attacks collided firmly in mid-air.

"Puff!Puff!"

The golden heavenly wheel was crushed, and the palm prints in the sky melted quickly like snowflakes.

Young Master Nanxun and Shang Yu opened their mouths and squirted blood. Their bodies flew backwards like broken kites. Two bangs, the two fell to the ground in a mess, and their breath was extremely depressed.

"Who are you?"

Young Master Nanxun stared at the middle-aged man in purple robe and asked.

The average peak warrior of the Great Saint is definitely not as powerful as that.

The middle-aged man in purple robe in front of him defeated the fourteen of them with his own strength and joined forces. His strength was far beyond the average peak warrior of the Great Saint. A person with such amazing combat power would definitely not be unknown.

As expected, the middle-aged man in purple robe was a strong man on the list of Great Saints.

"Li Wu!"

The middle-aged man in purple robe replied indifferently.

Shang Yu took a breath, "Li Wu?! The 32nd strong men on the Great Saint List!"

"It is also your honor to die in my hands."

The middle-aged Li Wu of purple robe smiled grimly and slowly raised his right hand.

"Stay at ease!"

His right hand slapped downwards.

"Boom~"

The purple flames covered the sky and the sun, suppressed them, and the attack enveloped everyone.

Everyone looked up with difficulty, looking at the suppressed hands of the flames, and their faces were all looking desperate.

They did not die in the crisis-ridden battlefield, but they would eventually die in this way.

Critical moments.

A sword light suddenly came from a distance.

The sword light is extremely fast.

Blinking and coming.

Before the Yan Yidao hand was suppressed, he slashed the Yan Yidao hand with one sword.

"Puff~"

The flames hand was actually slashed by a sword.

Qin Heng and others, who had already accepted their fate, were both surprised and happy when they saw this.

Look in the direction of the sword light flying.

"Xu Chen!"

"Xu Xing!"

"You are finally here!"

“…”

Everyone shouted excitedly.

Since the flying boat landed outside Xinghu City, Xu Chen and his wife found a reason to leave temporarily. Unexpectedly, Xu Chen and his wife came back so promptly.

Even if I only breathed a few times late, I would probably have to collect the body for them.

The middle-aged Li Wu in purple robe couldn't help but frowned.

The visitor actually defeated his attack with a casual sword.

but.

When his eyes fell on Xu Chen and the others, a hint of doubt appeared in his eyes.

A saint's peak cultivation level, a saint's mid-stage...

He looked at it carefully.

Read it right.

"Who are you?"

Xu Chen strode over, stood opposite Li Wu, a middle-aged purple robe, and asked coldly.

"The peak cultivation level of a saint?"

Li Wu did not answer the question.

"Hmph~ No matter how you cultivate, since you are in the same group as them, then go and die!"

Li Wu had already taken action and had no intention of letting go of the people present. He slapped Xu Chen casually.

"Boom~"

The flames suppressed the enemy.

Xu Chen raised his head, took a look, then drew his sword and waved it.

"Puff~"

The sword light easily tore the flames' hand apart.

Li Wu's pupils shrank suddenly.

He just used a casual blow, but he also used 60% to 70% of the strength, which was enough to kill an ordinary peak warrior of the Great Saint. He thought it would be easy to kill this person, but he didn't expect that the attack would be broken so easily.

"Sure enough, I can hide my cultivation level. It seems that there is something on you."

Li Wu stared at Xu Chen and said slowly.

"Come on, come on, there's someone fighting in that direction."

"That middle-aged man in purple robe is so familiar with me. I seem to have seen it somewhere~"

"He is Li Wu, the Great Saint of Zi Yan, who is on the 32nd place in the Great Saint List!"

"It turned out to be him!"

"Who is Li Wu fighting with?"

“…”

The battle fluctuations attracted the attention of the strong men in Xinghu City.

Countless warriors came to hear the sound.

They were paying attention to this battle from afar.

Li Wu glanced at the people in the distance and was not ready to waste time. The longer the battle lasted, the more warriors it attracted.

"Boy, die!"

Li Wuli shouted, and his violent and domineering momentum gushed out like a volcano, and then swept across all directions. The purple flames surged around him, exuding a terrible hot breath.

Li Wu mobilized the purple flames and slapped them out with one palm. The purple flames turned into a big hand of flames, and blasted at Xu Chen with a powerful force of destruction and destruction.

Purple Flame Burning Heaven Palm!

"Who is that kid? He actually provoked Li Wu, the Great Saint of Zi Yan!"

"No matter who that kid is, he's dead now."

"Li Wu is a strong man on the Great Saint List. There are very few people who can beat him under a half-step king."

"This kid can die at the hands of Li Wu, but he is still honored even though he dies. After all, I don't know how many people are not even qualified to die at the hands of Li Wu."

“…”

While everyone was talking in the distance, Xu Chen felt the power of Li Wu's palm, and was domineering and bursting, enough to kill an ordinary peak warrior of the Great Saint in seconds.

Looking at the angrily slapped hands, Xu Chen's face was terrifying. He drew his sword. In an instant, he slashed out countless swords.
To be continued...