The power of life and soul is rampant and dusty.

The warlords who watched the battle were talking one after another.

"Who won the punch?"

"It must be brown! Although Lingxiao is strong, Brown is more terrible! "

"Yes, a warrior who can occupy the top of the star list for three years is absolutely invincible in the realm of spirit!"

"Ah, it's a pity that Lingxiao is such a talented warrior."

At the next moment, the voices of the public suddenly stopped.

Because at this time, they have been able to barely see the situation of the two.

I saw two fists collide, two people are a step back, like an old tree in general.

Even if the fist power in terror, can't let two people move.

This scene, let the previously brainless brawlers brown, into a dull.

The faces of the warriors on the Chinese side showed such an expression.

Kevin's face is not good-looking, and so are all the warriors in the United States.

Brown thought that with his fist, Lingxiao, the seventh level warrior of spirit realm, would be seriously injured by him on the spot.

But Brown did not expect that Lingxiao could keep up with his speed.

Not only that, Lingxiao can even blow out a blow that is equal to him.

You know, Brown is the peak of the Ninth level of spiritual realm, and he is likely to break out of the realm at any time.

"It's interesting." Brown's eyes were solemn.

Lingxiao lightly responded: "you are OK."

Both of them had the same sharp words, and they didn't mean to give in at all.

Brown no longer said much. His hands were like a storm, one after another, as if he wanted to blow Lingxiao up on the spot.

Lingxiao saw this without hesitation. The power of terror and the power of life and soul were also playing out one after another.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

The scene is like countless thunders, the roar is constant, stinging people's eardrum.

Everyone on the scene is staring at the two people in the field.

Lingxiao and brown, just like the ancient god of war, have great power. Their fists collide wildly, but no one retreats half a minute.

Finally, after ten breaths, Brown took the lead to step back for tens of meters.

This scene shocked the people on the scene. They didn't expect that the person who took the lead in ending the fist storm would be brown!

Does that mean Lingxiao is stronger than brown?

This question quietly rose in the hearts of all.

Brown's brow was tight, and the speed, strength and strength of his life and soul were the only things he had ever seen in his life.

"It seems that I underestimated you." Brown said slowly.

Hearing the words, Lingxiao said, "is that right? Then you can do your best, otherwise, I'm afraid you won't have a chance later! "

His words were calm, but the killing in his voice was undisguised.

Brown snorted coldly and said haughtily, "you are very strong, but that's it. Let's show you who I am in full strength."

"Ray Brown gave a cold drink.

A thunder and lightning suddenly appeared beside him. At the moment when the thunder and lightning appeared on the scene, a strong murderous atmosphere almost turned into substance diffused!

This fierce killing intention can even make the super strong frown slightly, which can be seen from the rich degree of its killing spirit.

Lingxiao did not speak, just a calm hand pingtui.

Space with this palm out, suddenly twisted up!

Hum!

A Weng's voice came out from Lingxiao's palm, and the space seemed to be broken!