Chapter 6615

But up to now, what sabayu can feel is the deep breath like an abyss like a sea. He can't find out what level Zhang Xiaofan's true cultivation has reached!

However, if we calculate according to Zhang Xiaofan's outstanding achievements before that, at most, he will be a little bit better than the powerful man in the supernatural realm. It's not good enough for him to transform the infant realm to the strong man?!

However, the punch that sabayu had just made with all his strength could not cause serious damage to Zhang Xiaofan even when his door was wide open?

Even, according to what Zhang Xiaofan said just now, his fist just brought him some trivial skin injuries, which is not worth mentioning at all!

What's more, it's not the most terrifying. The most terrifying thing is that the blow that Zhang Xiaofan just shot out of hand was more powerful than his "Siamese boxing emperor".

In an instant, he forced saibayu to retreat for more than 50 or 60 Zhang.

What's more, just from the short fight with Zhang Xiaofan, I intuitively told saibayu that Zhang Xiaofan didn't do his best with that punch!

"Originally, what I just said today was that I wanted to make a joke about you. I wanted to force you to come out by such means."

"However, just for the rave you just said in front of me, not only do you want to abolish my cultivation, but also my hands and feet?"

"Good... Good... Very good..."

After a word, Zhang Xiaofan turned around and looked at the disciples of the holy boxing gate thousands of feet away, showing a bloodthirsty smile.

"I'm sorry, it seems that you didn't see the almanac today."

"Just because your patriarch just showed off his fast tongue, today, all of you present are going to die for the holy boxing gate!"

In the face of the cold face without any emotion, the fear and fear of the elders, the Dharma protectors, the disciples and the disciples in the holy boxing gate are beyond description.

The next moment, Zhang Xiaofan hands raised to the sky, mouth exposed a touch of cold radian, road.

"All kinds of things are ashes, hot Hell --!"

Gorgeous flames swept the night sky, still thousands of feet, hot air filled the sky.

Zhang Xiaofan stood in the flames of that day, his right arm melted rapidly, and his left hand was filled with the flames, like a God in the fire.

"Today, I, Zhang Wutian, want to turn the holy boxing door up and down into Purgatory on earth!"

The sky is full of flames and waves. It is as bright as day within thousands of feet. Everywhere you can see is gorgeous color.

Zhang Xiaofan stands in the midst of the towering flames. He looks like the God of fire, holding the flame in his left hand and the lava in his right hand, which makes the holy boxing gate tremble.

As for the "Siamese boxer" below, Sabah Yu's face was filled with deep horror and fear.

You know, just now, Zhang Xiaofan had no defense and the door was wide open. He fought against himself with his physical strength. Although it was a bloody spat, his momentum increased