Chapter 2572

"It's impossible! You..."

The son of war is so shocked, but he hasn't finished yet. Boom!

Yangxu's fist, surrounded by golden flame, is already in front of him, and the hurricane is magnified:

"Come and don't be rude, take my fist!"

Buzz!

This moment.

Yangxu's fist was burning with golden flame. The burning flame could make his fist look like a sun and star.

The impression given to the son of war is that it is like a sun hitting itself head-on.

His amazing power is that he, a favorite who claims to be proficient in war and killing, can't help missing a beat in his heart:

"Bad...!"

It's too late to defend!

The void behind the son of war makes a hissing noise, and you can see the layers of split phantoms gathering rapidly behind the son of war.

Almost in an instant, brush!

Ten separate phantoms in a row rushed to the son of war with lightning speed and hit Yang Xu's fist straight:

Boom!

The golden flame, like a fire meteor, exploded and flew away in all directions.

The violent energy has set off a wave of air waves, which has even raised layers of folds in the void of the universe around Yangxu and the son of war.

Hum

The big men, who have no sword and no army, only feel that there seems to be a distortion in the supernatural Dharma array in front of them.

It's about to break.

The beautiful eyes of the enchantress tea Mei looked at the fist and nodded slightly:

"That's good. With this punch, Yang Xu's breath is obviously more calm!"

Yuanben Yangxu intended to practice his hand and stabilize his realm with the help of the hunters of the black knife hall.

I didn't know that the son of war came out at this time.

Now it seems.

The effect seems to be better with the free sparring and door-to-door target of the son of war.

"Hiss..."

Those practitioners who are lucky to be alive in the black knife hall are looking at the rising sun in the Dharma array.

One by one, they turned pale:

Oh, My God!

Is this the Yangxu we were going to kill?

Is his real combat effectiveness so terrible?

Several people looked at the long nose cultivator with a pale face. At the moment, the long nose cultivator was also in a burst of despair:

what the hell! Don't be such a pervert!

The children of war just killed their companions, but they cut melons and vegetables. That's a relaxed freehand brushwork.

How did you wilt when you met the rising sun?

Is Yangxu really so powerful?

The monk with a long nose looked sad and glanced at Jun Wutian:

Boss's boss, what kind of task have you arranged for us?

Isn't it for us to die?

At this time, the army has no day, and his expression is so ugly that he can't pay attention to his subordinates' thoughts.

At the moment, he stared at the Dharma array, and his mood fell into extreme contradiction:

On the one hand, he really hopes that Yang Xu can press the son of war and get it done.

However, on the other hand, he didn't want Yang Xu to be too strong, otherwise such a perverted enemy would be nearby. How could it be?

"Yang Xu, Yang Xu, aren't you so perverted? Doesn't your power have a limit?"

"Hurry up and use your fairy sun god plate! Don't waste time!"

I don't know why.

Jun Wutian wholeheartedly hopes that Yang Xu will use immortal tools to suppress the son of war.

This can at least show that Yangxu's strongest means is still that he can only rely on that fairy weapon.

It's better than him constantly coming up with new tricks and new tricks, and using an endless stream of terrible cards to deal with the son of war!

However.

Life is like this. The more you fear, the more things will happen.

One second ago, Yang Xu was still competing with the son of war. The son of war was beaten by Yang Xu and flew out directly. If the phantom had not separated and blocked Yang Xu's fist, the son of war would be hurt by a hammer.

And the next second.

See the golden light in Yangxu's hand, buzzing!

A strong power of the world fluctuates and spreads, which is the xuanhuang world just strengthened by Yangxu.

At the moment, the xuanhuang world, under the control of Yangxu, is as big as a table tennis ball.

The law of space was compressed to the extreme by him.

When the mysterious and yellow world appeared, the son of war suddenly felt that there was a strange fluctuation in the cosmic void in all directions.

It seems that this world has established a relationship with Yang Xu, and this human boy has become the master here.

Hum

The dark and yellow world, like a brilliant ball of light, rises in the void behind Yangxu's head.

"That is... A big world! A big world refined to a mature state!"

Jun Wutian whispered and his face changed greatly:

"Is Yang Xu ready to use the power of the world to deal with the son of war?"

blamed!

What a short period of time! Yangxu has refined a mature world?

You're kidding!

You know.

The big world of maturity is not what ordinary practitioners can have.

Talent is as powerful as Xingxiu Tianjun, but it has only tempered half of Xingxiu's world.

And you can't manipulate it perfectly.

As for Yangxu, it is absolutely a sign of perfect control to easily refine a big world to the size of a small ball!

what's more!

Yang Xu has been able to skillfully use the power of the world released in the big world. He is not yet 20 years old!

What a terrible gift!

"No! This Yangxu is more threatening to me than the son of war! Such existence must not last long!"

When Jun Wutian thought about this, he thought of his cold eyes and stared at the long nose practitioners:

"Waste! You can't even kill a Yangxu!"

The practitioners of long nose looked at the Dharma array with a wry smile and wanted to cry

Even the son of war can't help Yangxu. We only have two or three small shrimps. How can we be Yangxu's opponent?

"I see! This boy is honing and consolidating his realm with the help of the son of war!"

The sword was heartless and suddenly lit up. He was also inspired by the evil woman Taman nearby. After a while of thinking, he came to understand:

"Good Yangxu! After refining this big world, I probably found that the realm was not very stable, so I used this battle to consolidate it!"

Think so.

Jianwu is even more amazed at the young talents in the sword Hall:

What a strong self-confidence that I dare to practice with monsters like the son of war?

If the boy from the past knows, I'm afraid his nose will be crooked?

yes!

The son of war has a crooked nose now!

Because just now, he heard the opposite Yang Xu, saying:

"Well, how to use the world power of the xuanhuang world? Forget it, how convenient. Just think of a move and deal with the opposite side. Anyway, I'm just trying to practice my hand."

Practice?

Practice with my son of war?

In the past, we have experienced countless killings, plundered countless souls, and worked hard to win the throne of war and achieve the reputation of the son of war. Why do you take me to practice?

Is there any royal law?

Is there any justice?

Is that how the guys of the future bully people?