When the voice fell, Wang Yang Qiquan was so angry that he started first. His face was green with iron, and his eyes were very cold. His whole body Qi suddenly surged and surged. Under the soles of his feet, the Yellow awn flashed, and his figure jumped up. With a fierce wave in his hand, a yellow awn practice tore the space like lightning, with a sharp sound explosion, He shot fiercely at Lu Shaoyou's face.

One shot is a killing move, which is enough to prove that the Tianyang king has killed in his heart. At this moment, all the people on the square are in a cold sweat for Lu Shaoyou. Of course, many people hope that Lu Shaoyou would better be killed, such as the Jianling king of Tianyun island.

Around the square, at this time, dantai Xuewei, Ziyan, LAN shisan, Tianying childe and others all looked at each other in an instant and watched them closely.

Only Bruce Lee, Lu Xintong and snow lion showed a faint strange smile on Ruhua's face without any worry. At the moment, Qianshou ghost Zun looked a little nervous. The strength of Tianyang Wang Yang Qiquan was naturally extremely strong. At this time, it was obvious that he had reached the level of jiuzhong king of martial arts. I'm afraid he was the king of Tianyang, Nor is it an ordinary nine heavy king.

In the face of the reckless attack of Yang Qiquan, the king of Tianyang, Lu Shaoyou suddenly showed a sneer in his eyes, wiped the cold cold in his eyes, then the silver light flashed under his feet, flashed, and his figure retreated rapidly.

At the same time, the yellow light flashed all over the body. While the green spirit armor was arranged, a buzzing sound sounded from the back. Behind the green spirit armor, a green light wing stretched, spread with the sound of wind and thunder from the world, and a huge threat spread with it.

Just when the Huang mang pilian, the king of Tianyang, Yang Qiquan, directly swept out in front of Lu Shaoyou, Lu Shaoyou broke away from the space in an instant with a sneer between the lightning and flint. The voice of wind and thunder was loud. At the moment, his figure appeared 100 meters away.

"Flying martial spirit weapon, ground level flying martial spirit weapon." looking at the phantom green wings filled with amazing energy and the sound of wind and thunder behind Lu Shaoyou, many people's faces changed suddenly.

"The phantom Green Wing is here, and heaven helps me." but no one noticed in the crowd. In a corner, a figure landed visually. The phantom Green Wing behind Shaoyou suddenly changed his face, showed greedy and excited eyes, and trembled all over.

After Lu Shaoyou retreated violently, Wang Yang Qiquan was still a piece of iron. Unexpectedly, Lu Shaoyou was so fast that he immediately separated from his attack, which made him feel embarrassed and could not pull down his face. What he wanted was to teach the boy a lesson. At this time, his attack power failed. How could he bear it.

"Tianyang soul killing palm."

A cry of Xiao Sha was heard from the mouth of the king of the sun. His real Qi surged out rapidly, hooking up the majestic energy of heaven and earth, and instantly converged into a huge palm print in the air. On the palm print, a huge threat to frighten the soul diffused.

The palm print appeared, just like the red sun rising in the East. It appeared dazzling in the low sky. On the shining square, it became a dazzling gold. Those with low strength didn't dare to look directly. This terrible momentum changed the faces of many strong people.

"Tianyang soul killing palm, the first level of prefecture level martial arts, is the unique skill of Kunyang island. It seems that the Tianyang king has really killed the opportunity. Lu Shaoyou is miserable."

"Lu Shaoyou is also looking for death. It's not good to provoke anyone. It's actually provoking the king of Tianyang. Although he has some skills, without the protection of Yunyang sect and lingtianmen, he's nothing in front of the king of Tianyang. He's too young. After all, he's fledgling."

"Alas, it's a pity. Talent is absolutely terrible, but he is too arrogant. Now he's dead."

Around the square, at the same time, the voices of discussion came out in a low voice.

Facing the huge red sun like palm print, Lu Shaoyou raised his head and his eyes flashed more and more cold. The king of the sun killed him. It's not certain who died and who lived. Under Wu Zun, he seems to have no fear of anyone.

"Lu Shaoyou, die, you are nothing in front of the king, all this is your own death!" the cold cry of Yang Qiquan, king of Tianyang, resounded through the whole square. The huge palm print of the red sun rising eastward collapsed and covered the huge space. The bright golden light burst out on the square like a golden sun, The golden light has filled the whole eye, and some of the near strong retreated in panic at this time, so as not to be affected.

At this moment, it's too late for Lu Shaoyou to retreat. Most people are also sucking cold breath for Lu Shaoyou from their hearts at this moment.

At this time, Lu Shaoyou smiled and did not dodge. He looked at the huge palm print of the red sun in the sky and shook his head slowly. At the same time, his dark eyes suddenly appeared.

It can be seen to the naked eye that this huge and terrible palm print, with a majestic and terrible force, hit the space where Lu Shaoyou is located. Without any gyration, it directly bombarded the space where Lu Shaoyou is located.

Everyone was surprised to see that Lu Shaoyou didn't stop or avoid at this time. He didn't move like a fool.

The palm print collapsed and fell. At the moment of impact, the space under the palm print was directly broken, exposing dark space cracks. The whole half air and lower air square trembled fiercely. A terrible energy energy fluctuation turned into a storm in an instant, in a ring shape, and suddenly spread away. Many strong people around directly retreated and looked very embarrassed.

At this time, no one studied how terrible the attack power under the terrible palm print was. Everyone just wanted to know whether Lu Shaoyou was dead for the first time.

"The arrogant boy is dead." all the strong men sighed when they saw this scene. In the face of the attack of the king of Tianyang, the boy dared to trust him. He really wanted to die and didn't hide. It's no different from suicide.

"Hum, I'm looking for my own death." in Tianyun Island, the sword spirit Wang Dun smiled. The boy is so big that he should be dead.

At the same time, dantai Xuewei, Ziyan and LAN looked at the chaotic space, but their eyes were nervous and showed doubts.

"What are you nervous about? It's strange that you can kill the boss with this attack." when Qianshou ghost Zun saw this scene, Bruce Lee stared at Qianshou ghost Zun and didn't care at all. He knew the strength of the boss very well.

Bao'er and BEI'ER were very nervous when they saw Lu Shaoyou swept in by the terrible attack.

"The boy looking for death is vulnerable." at this moment, the king of Tianyang also smiled. The boy was so big that he didn't know the horror of his "Tianyang soul killing palm". Even if he was met by a heavy warrior, he would never be careless.

Just when the Sun King sneered at himself, the space exploded and the space ripple spread. A yellow mang figure suddenly swept out with the sound of wind and thunder at an extremely terrible speed. Just a moment later, it turned into a familiar figure. Finally, in a stunned look, it appeared above the chaotic space ripple like a ghost, which is Lu Shaoyou.

"How could it be?" at this time, including Tianyang Wang, Yang Qiquan, and many respected strong people, Lu Shaoyou was suddenly surprised. Under such a destructive and terrorist attack, Lu Shaoyou was not hurt at all. What's the matter.

"Yang Qiquan, you look like a flea in front of me. Unexpectedly, I want to kill you. You can turn your hand over and kill it." Lu Shaoyou appeared. A cold and killing voice suddenly came from his mouth and resounded through the sky.

The next second, the crowd was amazed. Under the gaze of countless eyes, the green wings of the phantom behind Lu Shaoyou vibrated, the figure jumped out in an instant, the right hand stretched out like thunder, and the purple and gold streamer in his hand suddenly emerged. A vast breath full of destruction surged out of his body. Faintly, there was the sound of thunder that shocked the world.

Lu Shaoyou photographed the heavenly king with his right hand in the air, and the thunder that shocked the world resounded. Then a huge purple and gold thunder poured out like a python, which made people tremble.

"Not good." at this moment, Yang Qiquan, king of Tianyang, immediately felt a cold, intended to spread from the bottom of his heart. Under this amazing energy, his soul was trembling. At the same time, his eyes were surprised.

Zijin thunder appeared. At this moment, the thunder clouds rolled over. A thunder with the size of an arm fell like an angry dragon. Where the thunder passed, the space was immediately distorted.

The huge thunder echoed in the air. The palpitating thunder immediately broke through the air and fell on the head of the king of Tianyang. At this moment, the king of Tianyang looked up and looked at the purple and gold thunder. His pupils began to shrink and felt that his heart stopped. Then the thunder approached his head like lightning.