Chapter 745： Fight Jiangdao Oil! (Solve the closure!)

"What is the ability to bully women, how about letting me be your opponent?"

The purple-robed man raised his hand, a little golden light appeared on his fingertips, pointing to Jiang Daoyou.

That little golden light is actually not bright, but in Jiang Daoyou's eyes, it is particularly dazzling, making him think of the golden palm that burst his dark golden physique before!

"Oh it's you!"

It must be the hands and feet of this guy that made me suffer!

Thinking of this, Jiang Daoyou's anger suddenly rose a lot. However, he did not immediately shoot, but suppressed the anger that was about to erupt, his face sank, staring at the purple-robed man, and sternly asked:

"Who are you, I have no grievances against you, why do you oppose me?"

The purple-robed man's thin lips lightly opened, and his handsome face became calm and a little impatient:

"Who am I, you don't need to know, I just came to get back what belongs to me!"

"what?"

"You shouldn't have taken over as your own power!"

"Ok?"

Jiang Daoyou was taken aback when he heard the words. Could it be that golden Dao fruit he was referring to?

But, how could he know that I got Dao Fruit?

‘No, he can’t know, I think too much, hold on, don’t let people see my guilty conscience. ’

‘As long as I don’t panic, it’s others who are embarrassed. ’

Thinking of this, Jiang Daoyou picked up his hands, pretending to be disdainful:

"Huh, I don't understand any power, but the young master is very busy, so I don't have time to talk to you."

With that said, Jiang Daoyou turned and left.

"If you want to go, you can leave things behind."

The cold, clear voice of the man resounded abruptly in the empty desert.

The air is stagnant and silent.

Jiang Daoyou's scalp tightened and his body was stiff and cold. He couldn't help but paused. He didn't dare to take another step. A few drops of sweat dripped on his forehead, pretending to be calm, without looking back, he asked in a deep voice:

"What? I don't know! I want to go, you dare to stop me?"

no answer.

Obviously, the scorching sun hung above his head, and a gust of wind and sand blew from behind, but Jiangdao Oil was shivering with cold.

"You have to go, I will send you!"

After a while, the purple-robed man's voice sounded again, without the slightest emotion.

There was a bang in Jiang Daoyou's mind, his back was cold, and he felt a fierce killing intent enveloped him, he couldn't help fighting a cold war, cold sweat dripped directly from his forehead.

rustle!

The purple-robed man walked slowly and was approaching him. Jiang Daoyou felt panicked when he heard the footsteps of the soles of his shoes rubbing against the sand.

The rustle stopped abruptly, and the purple-robed man stopped.

‘This is my perfect opportunity to fight back! Fight! ’

"Golden power, supreme boxing!"

A cold light flashed in Jiang Daoyou's eyes, turning his head, with the help of waist strength, violently shook the gold right arm that had been stored for a long time, and a golden fist shadow suddenly shot out.

boom!

The sound of the breaking wind screamed, and the huge fist pulled out a golden phantom that stretched like a dragon in the space. The surrounding air was crushed all the way, the golden aura was invincible, and the power of the fist was devastating.

however……

"Spectacular, also worthy of golden power? Ridiculous!"

The man in the purple robe shook his figure, avoiding the shadow of the boxing with an exquisite and ingenious footwork, his complexion was relaxed and freehand, his posture was chic and handsome, he was not muddled, and he followed his steps like lightning.

"What? Dodging it?"

Is this speed against the sky a human or a ghost?

The corner of Jiang Dao's oil mouth twitched. At this moment, two golden beads in his eye sockets seemed to have stopped turning, his eyes were dull.

boom!

At this time, the shadow of the boxing that was avoided by the man in the purple robe was like a golden rhino that was out of control, rushing towards Qiu Wushuang who was also in a daze. Seeing that Qiu Wushuang was already unavoidable, under the crush of fist and shadow, she was almost dying.

Click!

There was a sudden sound, and the shadow of the fist was intercepted by an invisible palm force just a short distance in front of Qiu Wushuang.

I saw that the man in the purple robe raised his hand and retracted the golden fist shadow.

"It was him who saved me?"

Qiu Wushuang raised his eyes and looked at the purple-robed man with ignorance, as if he was still in fear.

"Since you have to be lucky enough to make an axe in your mind, I will open your eyes today, what is the real golden power!"

The purple-robed man paused, his cold eyes swept away, and he glanced at the incredible Jiang Daoyou.

As he spoke, he had stretched out a pair of long and powerful iron arms and golden shoulders, and stretched out his jade palms and five fingers. The joints were slender and tenacious, and the fingertips were shining with gold and iron essence.

哐!

The five fingers were like a dragon, suddenly clenched his fists, and made a shocking trembling like an iron gate locking a city gate.

Two iron fists are like two iron gates, holding on to the gates of the city.

Under the surprised gaze of Qiu Wushuang and Jiang Daoyou, the handsome man was wearing a purple robe with white sleeves, as if a thin layer of frost had formed out of thin air.

"It freezes into ice, frost, and snow; circulates into clouds, rain, and fog; when heated, it turns into gas..."

The purple-robed man's eyelashes trembled lightly, and the golden light in his eyes was exquisite, as if two golden sun wheels were spinning fast in his eye sockets.

He opened his thin lips lightly, as if muttering some ancient secret curse.

Boom!

As the purple robe flew, the white frost mist rose into the air, and a golden thunderbolt struck across the sky.

Boom!

Thunderbolt hit Jiang Daoyou outrageously, and he suddenly sat on the ground, his eyes trembled, and the golden thunder snakes formed a cage, sealing Jiang Daoyou in the field.

"Still gathers in the deep pool, and when the wind moves, I also move. I can't see through it anyway!"

Two winds rang suddenly, and his fists were closed around his waist. The purple-robed man seemed to have two deep pools in his eyes, with shallow ripples, hiding a mighty force.

"what are you going to do?!"

Feeling the horror of death, Jiang Daoyou roared in shock, his eyes were bloody, his hands grasped the beam of light in the golden cage and tried to break out of the prison, but he was smashed by the power of thunder between the golden cages and screamed. .

"Anger turns into a mad waterfall, one vents three thousand feet, and thousands of stars are scattered!"

When it is static, the force is hidden, and when it is moving, the landscape trembles!

In an instant, the golden light spots in the purple robe man's eyes quickly condensed into two burning golden lights. He kicked on the ground and jumped up. The ground cracked first, and then his fist was like a dragon.

air! !

With a punch, the golden light and anger are like a waterfall raging, tigers, leopards, thunder and lions are accompanied by the shadows of tigers, leopards, thunder and lions.

"Ah! Fight it!"

The golden cage shattered on the spot, and the fist was crushed. Jiang Daoyou hurriedly raised her golden right arm to block.

Bang!

The black golden tortoise shell shattered to the ground, splashing like ten thousand golden stars.

The heat enough to pierce the air fell into the desert, and the ground was scorched, and a bit of blue smoke suddenly appeared on the ground.

An abyss where Jiang Daoyou stood was cracked. For a while, the quicksand surged, and he was almost about to fall into the quicksand whirlpool.

Here, the purple-robed man's golden Dao Yun hovered like a dragon, and on his muscular back, a rough dragon's tendons burst and agitated, and his arms showed an abnormal shape comparable to ten thousand years of tiger bone.

The second punch is hit by victory!

"Gold! Wind! Rain! Fall!"

air! !

Fist out loudly.

"Ah!!! Puff——"

Before Jiang Dao Oil fell into the abyss of quicksand, it was punched, blood splattered three feet, and flying backwards.

The golden frenzy caused by the punch of the purple-robed man instantly collapsed hundreds of sand dunes, crushed the desert, and rolled up the sand, layer upon layer like a dragon-scale tortoise shell.

"Woo...ah!"

Jiang Daoyou was messy in the wind, and couldn't say a word. When he flew out five feet, his arm was broken, his ribs broke, and his chest was smashed into a big hole.

Fly upside down!

A burst of sharp golden raindrops rushed over his broken body wantonly, and for a while, the pieces of meat flew across. In a blink of an eye, there was only a section of white bones on the right arm, and the face was dripping with blood and only one eyeball. ...

Flew upside down fifty feet!

A golden horse pierced his body, his chest tore open a large transparent hole on the spot, his body continued to collapse...

In the end, Jiang Daoyou's dark gold physique completely disappeared in this frenzied and lasting golden storm.

As the dark gold Xuanwu's strong physique completely shattered, a black short squat appeared and fell into a golden river. After splashing a golden wave, there was no more sound.

"This……"

Witnessing this shocking scene with her own eyes, Qiu Wushuang trembled with shock, excited and frightened. She couldn't help taking a deep breath, as if she could smell the wolf's sexual breath in the air.

Looking at the back of that incomparably powerful purple robe, Qiu Wushuang's purple eyes suddenly flashed a touch of panic, and his heartbeat accelerated inexplicably.

After a short while, Qiu Wushuang's delicate body trembled, and only then came back to his senses. For the first time, the iron lady felt that her cheeks were hot and unbearable.

Huh, what am I... Touched by this man? How could I do this? It's really shameful, I don't even know his name.

Unexpectedly, I didn't expect my old lady to have today!

Qiu Wushuang covered his face shyly, between his always cold and violent eyebrows, at this moment a little daughter's mood was inadvertently revealed.

Suddenly touching the half of her face engraved with ancient curse patterns, she was startled suddenly.

Everyone has a love for beauty, and Qiu Wushuang is no exception. With a flash of white light in her hand, she took out a white mask out of thin air, and put it on her face, tightly stitched, as if growing in the flesh, just covering the half of the evil spirit. Sly face.

"Come!"

She quickly pinched a finger, and when she read it, the snake-shaped double swords instantly turned into two ray of blue and red streamers and wandered towards her ears.

In the blink of an eye, the monotonous white mask edge adds two strands of dark green and vermilion bird feathers, swaying in the wind, very coquettish.

Qiu Wushuang tidied his appearance, cleaned up the yellow sand and blood stains on the soap clothes, tightened the ribbon, and tied his waist and limbs thinly to bring out the fascinating place.

Although not as bright and bright as brand new clothes, they are neat and capable.

She glanced at her chest, then unbuttoned two soap clothes buttons, not too dazzling, and then solved the third one. Soon she felt that she was too revealing and it was easy to mistake her for being frivolous, so...