Chapter 4927

Name:Shura God Emperor Author:Tian Teng
Xiao Yu's fist was really terrible. One blow was like a little sun. The area of hundreds of meters was oppressed by extreme terror.

This kind of oppression is like a mountain in space, which makes people unable to breathe at all.

Mu Tian Hong finally felt a dangerous sense of killing.

What he can expect is that if he gets hit by this punch, he will lose his skin even if he doesn't die.

At the same time, the abnormal attack of Yao RI Quan made Mu Tian Hong feel as if he had seen his ancestors.

He already had an intention to escape, but the attack of dayuanri boxing was too terrible.

Mu Tian Hong roared in his heart. He used his life-long strength as if he were a mouse.

Maybe it was the idea of escaping that made Mu Tian Hong escape.

Xiao Yu's fist passed Mu Tian Hong's side, and his fist style hit the air.

"Boom

The astonishing explosion, the space of hundreds of meters in the air is the rumble of the earthquake, like the nine Heavenly God thunder landing on the earth.

Although Mu Tian Hong didn't resist Xiao Yu's fist, his fist style passed him after all.

At the moment of the explosion in the air, his body, which was as strong as Mu Tianhong, was also greatly affected.

His body was immediately shaken to fly hundreds of meters away, his body was a burst of river collapse, his throat a sweet, almost a mouthful of blood was about to spray out.

The people below were stunned. All of them were gaping.

However, Mu Tian Hong escaped Xiao Yu's blow, but Xiao Yu gave a long cry and flew directly to Mu Tian Hong, fighting with him.

This time, Xiao Yu no longer keeps his hands. Although his fists do not have the attack of dayuanri boxing, they are full of an endless heavy and ancient flavor.

After all, the power of green wood was created by Jianghai, which has experienced thousands of years. Such power has not appeared in the world of nine days.

That kind of strength, which seems to come from the oldest wooden attribute, is vividly reflected in Xiao Yu's simple and crude fist style.

Each of his punches seemed to have the power of a man of ten thousand pounds.

Although Mu Tian Hong can capture Xiao Yu's boxing route, he can only choose defense.

"Boom, boom!"

Xiao Yu himself is in love with physical strength, and this kind of flesh and blood collision, which gives him that kind of war spirit promotion, gives people a kind of hearty posture.

This is the first time that Xiao Yu, after obtaining the inheritance of Qingmu holy body, has pushed this state of power to the utmost.

Even though Mu Tian Hong had experienced a lot of battles, he was still a bit overwhelmed by the constant bombardment of Xiao Yu's fist.

In a short period of time, Mu Tian Hong had already received more than ten punches from Xiao Yu, but mu Tian Hong's body shape was constantly pushed back.

The whole audience was astonished at the sight.

The master of the wooden family was forced to retreat, and he was only defended.

Xiao Yu had a good fight, but how did he know that Mu Tianhong's body had already turned upside down and almost all his viscera were about to vomit blood.

A steady stream of strength is constantly flowing into Xiao Yu's boxing. Mu Tianhong finally knows that he has underestimated this young man.

"Damn it!! This kid, where the hell are you from!! What chance did he get? "

This young man only has the later cultivation of huayujing!

But the power that burst out, can even contend with oneself!

It's so horrible!

At this time, a voice of indifference finally remembered --

"Mu Tianhong, it's time for you to die."

For a moment, all of the wood's faces changed greatly.

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