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"Ouch."

"There's a pain in the back."

"Jingtianxing, your fist is really powerful."

Brother Chonglou climbed out of the pit.

A little pretentious twist waist bar.

However, when the tower climbed out of the pit, there was no injury at all.

Even Chonglou's clothes were not damaged.

According to the truth, no one can resist the attack of jingtianxing.

But Chonglou is not only blocked down.

Moreover, the injury was not serious.

"How can you take my punch, you trash native?"

"Well, I'll see how many punches you can take."

Jingtianxing's face sank.

Chonglou wasn't hurt, and he was also weird, which was a mockery and insult to him.

"Garbage natives, let you see the divine skill of heaven steps of my Pavilion."

Jingtianxing gave a cold hum.

On his dark, foggy arms.

Strange black fog, under the increase of Xuanli, instantly condensed into a tiger's palm.

"Shake the strength of the tiger."

The black mist on his arm, with the increase of Xuanli's strength, directly turned into a giant tiger that broke the sky.

The divine skill of the heaven level is almost invincible under the heaven.

With the current strength of jingtianxing, he is confident that no one can take over his hand.

The black fog of the terrible Xuanli wave.

It makes the whole Canyon tremble.

The surrounding Xuanli, under the hand of jingtianxing, resonated at the same time.

"What a terrible skill."

"Brother Chonglou, he must be in danger."

Chaozhong looks at jingtianxing with a frightened face.

If it was him, he would not have taken it.

This hand, almost directly to break the nest weight.

"Master Chonglou."

"Run away, you can't take this one."

"Shaking the sky tiger's strength is the top heaven level holy skill of Zhutian Pavilion."

"Don't try to be tough."

Jingtianxing's terrible palm, Gong Yu in a Snow White House skirt, is shaking now.

There was an anxious look in her beautiful eyes.

This palm of startling heaven is the holy skill of heaven steps of Zhutian Pavilion.

Only Gong Yu knew how terrible it was.

With the strength of jingtianxing, it could have exerted 30% of its strength at most.

However, even 30% of them can be invincible among the same level of martial arts.

But now, jingtianxing is possessed by evil spirits.

With his hand, he can exert 70% of his strength.

In Gong Yu's eyes, if Chonglou takes this palm, he will die.

Gong Yu reminds Chonglou loudly.

Jingtianxing's face was even more gloomy.

"Bitch."

"The more you care about this trash aborigine."

"The more I want to kill him."

"I want you to watch this rubbish die."

Jingtianxing's face twisted and angry.

"Di Ming Sheng ti."

"Blood spirit spirit pattern!"

Chonglou a low drink, the whole body covered with a layer of yellow strength.

In the center of Chonglou's eyebrows, a blood color divine pattern suddenly appeared.

The Xuanli of Chonglou also suddenly soared.

"Is it a secret to improve your strength?"

"Hum."

"A garbage aborigine, even if there is a secret method to enhance strength."

"Do you think you can be better than me now?"

"Ha ha ha..."

He laughed wildly.

The terrible fluctuation in our hands is getting stronger and stronger.

The explosive power in jingtianxing's hands is beyond the control of the warrior in Tianxuan realm, which can only be achieved by the warrior in Saint realm.

His arms, black blood vessels, squirm like worms.

Creeping worms, as if to enhance his strength.