Chapter 339

Huang Xiaolong looked at Ao Bai Xue and said with a sneer: "I haven't seen you for several years, but you haven't made any breakthrough in strength. I'm really disappointed."

Ao white snow smell speech, face difficult to see pole.

Although it is very difficult for the strongmen of holy land to improve their strength, and it is normal that they have not made a breakthrough in ten years or decades, Huang Xiaolong's words, like a sharp blade, are embedded in his heart.

He looked at Huang Xiaolong coldly: "I admit, you are really strong now, but do you think you are a congenital peak in the late ten stages, and really can check and balance with the holy land?"

At this time, he had already seen that Huang Xiaolong was only the peak in the late tenth stage of congenital development, and did not break through to the holy land.

Therefore, although Huang Xiaolong has just injured two fists, he still does not really put Huang Xiaolong in his heart.

In front of the holy land, even the semi holy peak strongmen will only end up being tortured, not to mention a late peak of the 10th order? He doesn't believe that Huang Xiaolong can break this ancient law!

Aobai Xue didn't retain her strength any more, and released her momentum to her heart's content. On top of her head, a white carving appeared. Her body was snow-white, and her wings were very large. Her claws were silver plated, and she was shining with sharp cold light in the sun.

This is the proud snow warrior soul, snow carving!

When he summoned the spirit of the snow sculpture, he was spirited in a moment. After being spirited, his whole body was covered with a thick layer of white armor, and even his eyes became white. His arms and five fingers grew sharp blades like the fingers and claws of a snow sculpture.

The breath of the strong in the holy land rises from the sky like a prison.

The people of Luotong city are shrouded in this breath, all of them are shocked and kneel down, and their eyes are full of fear.

Then, aobai Xue called out his holy space. His holy space was different from Zhao Chen's. Zhao Chen's holy space was blue, with blue flames fluttering, while the proud snow white was snow white. Around the holy land space, the light of snow fell.

At this time, fan Yiming and others, who had already retreated to the far distance, were all afraid and looked at the arrogant snow with fanaticism. The breath of the strongmen in the holy land was so strong!

Just when he called the holy space out of the holy land, Huang Xiaolong also incarnated the body of Shura, and summoned the black and Blue Double Dragons. In the eyes of everyone, they were spirited with black and blue dragons.

A vast ancient dragon power swept from Huang Xiaolong's body, which was covered by the arrogant snow momentum.

"Sunset fist!" Ao Bai Xue made an instant move. As soon as he made a move, he hit Huang Xiaolong with all his strength and a wave of both fists.

Under his fists, the huge air wave whirled and formed a circle. In the middle of the round air wave, there was a huge flame, flashing dazzling light.

The two round waves, like two sunsets, bloom the last light of the day. I'm afraid the power is full of the beauty of sunset.

This sunset boxing is just a skill that the temple does not pass on.

According to legend, it is a very high fighting skill from the divine world.

Huang Xiaolong sees the situation and goes forward instead of retreating. His fists blow out. He is ethereal, mysterious and changeable.

Empty magic fist!

"Boom There was a huge bang.

Sunset, nothingness, two fists.

The air of terror spread to all directions, and the destructive force made the surrounding street buildings collapse, and all the street tiles were lifted up and turned into stone powder.

As for the recent delicious restaurant, it has already disappeared in the waves, and there is no residue left.

Far away, fan Yiming, Wu Feng and others watched the continuous spread of the terrible fist wave. They were pale and scared and ran away again.

Some Fengshen sect elders who couldn't escape were hit by the fist wave and flew out upside down. When they landed, they were already dead bodies.

Fan Yiming looks pale when he sees the Fengshen sect elder who is affected by the fist wave and dies in an instant. Fortunately, the ever spreading fist wave stops in front of him.

However, when he looks at the big wave, he will be swept away by the ghost wave.

Seeing this scene, Lu Kai, who was in a cold sweat all over his body, could not help looking at the giant ghost Fengyang in shock.

Above the sky, Huang Xiaolong and Huang Xiaolong were shocked at the same time and retreated.

However, as soon as he retreated, Huang Xiaolong's body disappeared in an instant. When he reappeared, he was already in front of Ao Bai Xue. His whole body Buddha's power was released and a record of Buddha's palm was taken.

Ao Bai Xue's eyes turn pale.

"Sunset night!" Ao Bai Xue's fists burst out in a panic.

I saw the sunset fist wave breaking through the air, and the surrounding space instantly fell into darkness.

Proud of snow white, the whole person is hidden in the dark.

This is a defensive move in sunset magic fist. It is extremely difficult to practice. You must understand the law of alternation of day and night to practice it.

If you practice this move to the extreme, you can instantly change the days and nights around you with a single punch. Of course, only those who understand the law of space can practice it.

Ao Bai Xue's body is hidden in the dark, and Huang Xiaolong's Buddha palm is shot in the air.

Seeing this, Huang Xiaolong sneers. The eye of hell in the middle of his brow opens. In an instant, Huang Xiaolong locks Ao Bai Xue. With one finger, he penetrates the darkness of sunset fist and hits Ao Bai Xue.Ao white snow stuffy however a, fall out from the dark, complexion is pale.

"Can you see me?" He looks at Huang Xiaolong in disbelief.

He is extremely confident about the move of sunset night. Even ordinary second-class strongmen of holy land can't see where he is.

Just now, if it had not been protected by the holy space, he would have suffered part of Huang Xiaolong's attack power. I'm afraid that Huang Xiaolong's finger has penetrated his chest.

Huang Xiaolong did not open his mouth, his face was cold, his hands flashed, and the blade of Shura was called out.

As soon as the blade of Shura blows out, countless blade awns turn into blade chains. There are thousands of them all over the surrounding space, sweeping towards the proud snow.

Ao white snow hiding can not hide, look flustered ran, roar way: "falling snow has mark!"

The whole body white flame rises, only sees the high altitude, a piece of snow flame falls, like the snow flame flower unceasingly revolves, forms a protective Gang around aobai Snow's body.

Countless chains of death circle by circle, constantly lock the space around aobai snow, and lock all the space of aobai snow.

Huang Xiaolong's body flashed and came to the top of his head. The blade of Shura in his hand swung down, and countless thunder lights flashed and roared, breaking through the snow flame protection of proud snow.

Aobai Xue's whole body is cut by thunder blade. Even if there is holy land space to protect her body, her whole body is still like being scraped by thousands of knives. She screams in pain and falls from high altitude to the ground.

Huang Xiaolong's body slowly falls and settles in front of him. He coldly looks at the blade marks all over his body and the proud snow with thunder smoke.

Although the strongman of the holy land has the protection of the holy space, the holy space is not unbreakable. It is just a strong defense. As long as the attack reaches a certain level, it can break its holy space defense.

Ao Bai Xue slowly climbed up from the ground and gave Huang Xiaolong a miserable smile: "I didn't expect that I would die in your congenital hand." Speaking of this, he laughed: "but Huang Xiaolong, I am dead, the temple will send other people to kill you, and I believe that one day, you will die in the hands of our temple saint!"

"Saint?" Huang Xiaolong is indifferent.

Seeing Huang Xiaolong's look, he said haughtily, "I forgot to tell you that Li Lu is now our temple saint!"

(to continue the two shifts tomorrow)

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