In an instant, the eighty-eight fists, without exception, hit the crown prince of Morocco on his body and legs.
"Wow!"
The prince of Moro screamed and his legs roared. It was really because Yang Xu's boxing was too fierce.
The whole eighty-eight boxing strength, each of which was dignified and fierce, contained real unparalleled power, and killed him on his legs.
If it were not for the strong body and strong legs of the prince of Moro, I'm afraid these fist strength alone would break his legs.
What's worse!
Eighty eight God's great air strike more than half of the power broke the empty door of the prince of Morocco and fell heavily on him.
Poof
The whole body of the prince of Moro was blasted up hundreds of meters into the sky by the rising sun from bottom to top. Before he fell down, his whole viscera shook wildly, and he couldn't suppress it any longer, spewing out a big mouthful of blood.
"Hiss..."
The prince of Moro took a breath, and the golden magic Qi all over him rotated and brushed!
Like a golden magic wind, he swept and appeared ten meters in front of Yang Xu. His deep eyes were full of rage and shock at the moment:
"What kind of fist did you hit me just now? How could it be so powerful?"
Yang Xu raised his eyebrows slightly and said with a smile:
"Well, the fist technique is very common. It's just a perfect magic skill I got when I just went out of the Jianghu."
“!”
The pupil of the prince of Moro suddenly shrunk and made a sound of shock:
"Just a perfect magic? A perfect magic can explode such terrible power. It's impossible! Unless..."
The prince of Moro stared at Yang Xu in his eyes, "unless your strength is strong enough to turn corruption into magic!"
No matter how low-level skills are used by real experts, they will also burst out with shocking power.
Just like an ordinary pencil, in the hands of a painting master, it can depict amazing works.
"Human beings, it seems that I really underestimated your strength."
The prince of Moro stared at Yangxu, as if he wanted to see him through completely.
Yangxu smiled coldly, "well, how do I feel that this seems to be the second time you have said this to me?"
"I advise you to try your best to raise your evaluation of me! As for how high it is, you should regard me as the level that can kill you at any time!"
Yang Xu's words were very impolite.
The crown prince of the Comoros smiled coldly and disappeared again with a bang:
"I'll screw off your head before you kill me!"
"OK, let you twist."
Yangxu shrugged his shoulders carelessly. The next moment, he waved his fist directly and shot straight ahead:
"Heaven fist!"
Buzz!
The violent fist force broke the void in front of me, and an ancient heaven came through the void.
To Yangxu's surprise, this time, this ancient paradise did not burst out its ferocious killing power, but exploded in an instant.
The ancient paradise crumbled into a mat of energy. At the same time, Yang Xu thought of the system prompt sound in his mind:
[Ding!]
[heaven fist proficiency is full! Level increased! Current level: lv20 full level!]
Unknowingly.
Yang Xu will get this set of heaven fist, which has reached the limit of cultivation.
So that "Heaven fist" has undergone a completely new change.
Yang Xu sensed the advanced direction of the next stage of heaven Fist:
Boom!
It broke into powder and glittered with golden light. The light of runes began to gather and rise. A divine angel was born in the golden light.
It shines all over the body. A pair of white wings emit holy brilliance. The moment the wings flap, hiss!
The holy light, like a sharp sword, shot at the prince of Morocco.
"No!"
As a demon family, I am most afraid of the holy energy, especially when I see Yangxu blow out and give birth to a holy angel.
The prince of Moro was even more careless;
Brush and pull!
His body was like black magic smoke, sweeping around and avoiding the holy sword.
The holy angels condensed in Yang Xu's heaven fist, a pair of snow-white angel wings open, Hula!
When the angel's wings shook, they turned into a light and killed the prince of Morocco.
It's too late to say, and then it's too fast. The angel turned into a fist in the fist of heaven immediately blew on the body of the crown prince of Morocco. Suddenly, poof!
It was as if a pot of cold water was poured on the hot iron. White smoke rose all over Prince Muruo's body, as if the whole person was about to melt away.
"No!"
"Demon Luo God's blood, burn it for me!"
Tengteng!
Around the prince of Moro, the golden flame instantly turned into a dark color, like winding ink, constantly winding and sweeping in the void.
The holy power twining around him was instantly shocked by these dark magic Qi.
Hoo
Prince Muruo's chest left an angel shaped mark, from which black magic blood flowed.
"You hurt me! Human, you hurt me!"
The prince of Moro drank in a low voice, and in Yangxu's speechless eyes, he looked up to the sky and laughed wildly:
"Hahaha! Is this the feeling of being hurt? Is this the feeling of bleeding? Mankind, thanks to you, I finally feel the joy of fighting!"
"In order to express my gratitude to you, I will give you eternal death soon!"
"You, burned my demon blood!"
The prince of Moro said, Hoo
The black flames like ink all around absorbed and gathered into his body. At the same time, they fluttered!
Behind him opened a pair of huge demon wings, which were dark and branded with demon runes.
meanwhile.
The pure light in the eyes of the prince of the Moro is shining, hissing!
Like a black lightning bolt, he disappeared from his place in an instant. The next moment, he flashed in front of Yang Xu:
"Boom!"
The crown prince of the Moro punched, and the fierce and unparalleled power roared straight into the sun.
Yangxu's head tilted and he dodged the blow of the prince of Moro. However, the moment he dodged, Yangxu's pupil suddenly shrunk:
"No!"
"His goal is not me!"
Yes, what the prince of Moro really wants to do is not to hit Yangxu, but to directly shatter the ground behind Yangxu through this punch.
In an instant, the billowing smoke and dust rose, blocking the sight of the rising sun.
Beyond the dust, the prince of Moro, with a loud bang in his hand, appeared in his hand with a square sky painting halberd:
"Stab me!"
Hiss, hiss
In an instant, thousands of halberds, like peacocks, opened their screens, broke out, penetrated layers of smoke and dust, and assassinated Xiang Yangxu!