Chapter 2787

The baldheaded strongman of the little Vatican, standing in front of the rising sun, is like a powerful Temple sheltering from the wind and rain, emitting a majestic atmosphere.

This moment.

Not far away, the little nun holding the empty beast also flashed beside Yangxu, looking like a common enemy.

The bald man looked at the little nun in a little surprise as if he knew her.

"Let's deal with these demons together!"

The little nun stared at the ten princes angrily, and she didn't have the slightest favor for the royal family of this Muruo country.

The seemingly insignificant bowl hung over the little nun's head and slowly dropped a soft golden light, protecting the little girl from top to bottom.

Seeing this scene, the beast was stunned. It didn't think that the master he just recognized had such a good popularity.

Even the strong of the Vatican nationality take the initiative to protect their master!

At this moment, the more love the beast felt, he was betting on the right treasure this time.

Not far away, those guys watching the excitement are already trembling and full of earth color:

No wonder they are like this. You know, what they usually contact, that is, the level of Yangxu imitated by the thousand faced beast, and even this level, has steadily crushed them.

They have never seen masters of such levels as the prince of ten and the son of riot.

As for the blue lotus in their hands, they saw that they were the shepherds from the divine prison with extraordinary origins. They had not even heard of it, let alone seen it.

At this moment, they have fallen into complete chaos:

"My God, what is the origin of this Yangxu? Why are so many strong people coming to catch him?"

"Now Yangxu is doomed! His enemies are obviously more than those who want to help him!"

The melon eaters secretly speculated.

On Yang Xu's side, seeing the little nun and the strong man of the little Vatican standing in front of him, he did not hesitate to fight the enemy.

A touch of emotion flashed in Yangxu's eyes, but a smile appeared on Qingxiu's face:

"Interesting. It seems that this battle is inevitable. But master and girl, you two should step back first. You don't have to do a little thing."

Yang Xu took two steps and stood in front of the crowd. When he looked at the ten princes opposite, his smiling face was already covered with frost and awe inspiring:

"Come on, if I don't teach you a lesson today and let you know the pain, you probably won't give up. Who will come first?"

Yangxu's cold eyes swept the shepherd, the ten princes and the son of the riot in the God prison.

The thin son of the riot was naked, but there was a faint air flow in his body, like a little mouse, drilling around in his body and making a strange explosion.

His eyes were red, and he had to be expressed by others. The whole person suddenly rushed out like a flash of lightning and called from the rising sun:

"I'd like to see what you really have! Look at the fist!"

Boom!

If the son of the riot doesn't fight, he is already. One shot is the most ferocious move. At the moment of a punch, the void in front of him seems to be directly distorted by the majestic punch.

A hot smell of sulfur wrapped around his fist, like a huge meteor falling from the sky.

The vast and violent hot fist power faintly turned into a red army and horses, emitting hot energy fluctuations, and came crashing towards Yangxu.

"What a violent punch! The probability that I can block this punch is no more than 50%!"

The eyes of the ten princes from the morluo country are full of surprise. As for the nine thousand years old behind him, his face was stiff because of excessive shock.

A pair of stunned eyes just stared at Yang Xu. It's hard to imagine how powerful Yang Xu would be if he could really punch so violently at the moment?

what's more!

I just had a big fight with Yang Xu. I never thought that the other party was still hiding such terrible strength!

"It's terrible!"

At the age of nine thousand, there was a lingering palpitation.

It seemed to echo his fear. Facing the fierce fist of the son of the riot, Yang Xu didn't have to flash. His body coagulated fiercely and crackled!

It seems that a violent thunder burst in the void, "invincible divine fist!"

Yangxu's face was as cold as ice, and his mouth burst with a bang!

The golden energy of the whole body is like a golden flame, burning brightly, with the moment of a blow, Keng Keng!

Like the roar of steel, the golden fist strength was around him, and inadvertently condensed into two golden magic fist phantoms, containing a violent and invincible atmosphere, which was fierce and killed the son of the riot.

The red flame fist strength, flowing with the pungent smell of sulfur and magma, collided with the invincible fist watered by gold.

In an instant, the sky fell apart, the sun and the moon were shining, and the cosmic void was like a curtain. It was torn and shaken by the violent energy, creating folds and cracks.

The energy afterwaves swept in all directions like a hurricane. The onlookers were blown out more than ten meters away and stepped back for several steps, which stabilized their body.

Looking at Yang Xu, he blocked the fierce blow of the son of the riot. His beautiful face looked indifferent and said that he had not been affected at all.

“！”

Ten princes, wise sons, and deadly sons, their pupils could not help shrinking slightly after seeing this scene:

Just looking at Yang Xu's Kung Fu to block this punch is enough to see his strong strength.

"I'm afraid there are some twists and turns to take him away this time. Do you just give up?"

The ten Prince's eyes twinkled, and there was a hesitant look in his pupils. His eyes were wandering.

The wise son is also a flash of thought in his mind, constantly overturning one plan after another. He has no choice but to find that Yang Xu seems really difficult to deal with.

I'm afraid the previous methods, if you want to deal with Yangxu, won't work so easily.

The most important thing is!

It's not just them who want to take Yang Xu away! The shepherd in the God prison who rides a goat and the bald head of the Brahman are not easy to match!

For a moment, the wise son, as a think tank of riots and killing them, was in a dilemma. Seeing that the wise son had not given instructions, the riot son couldn't help but feel a cross in his heart and his strength surged again:

"Now that the fight has started, just have a good fight! Pay attention, don't be run away by Yangxu!"

The son of the riot is also superficial. He is worried that Yang Xu's war with himself is false. It's true that he wants to take the time to escape.

With a sneer in his mouth, he thought he had made all the arrangements. His eyes were a little violent and blood red. He was as cold as a beast and stared at Yangxu:

"Come on, I'll fight with you! If I'm unlucky, I'll kill you directly!"