"Boom!"

Under the black poison fist, the space before the fist seal is directly wiped out, and the space is consumed with every move, accompanied by the spread of severe poison. Qiyuan Xiaoquan is so terrible!

In the face of such a blow, it suddenly spread to his body. Both speed and strength made Lu Shaoyou tremble.

But Lu Shaoyou didn't escape. A golden fist seal in his hand was also directly blown out, and immediately collided with the mysterious and poisonous fist seal.

This bombardment is the most direct, not sloppy and clean!

"Bang!"

In this way, between the collision of the two fist prints, the low energy muffled sound directly sounded like thunder. In the middle of the two fist prints, a circle of energy strong wind ripples burst and swept away in an instant, causing a large area of space around to collapse.

"Si la la!"

Lu Shaoyou's figure was also shaken back in response to the voice. The figure shattered the space one after another, and the internal organs in his body also trembled violently. At the same time, a highly toxic gas forcibly spread in the body. This highly toxic gas spread to muscles and bones, and then corroded the soul.

Lu Shaoyou was not afraid of the general poison for a long time, but the strength of the mysterious poison was too strong. This highly toxic gas poured into his body. Fortunately, Lu Shaoyou's body was immune to all poisons. The terrible poison had little impact on it, and he gradually recovered immediately.

However, under the terrible force, Lu Shaoyou stamped his foot into the air. After shaking back his body, there was a stuffy noise in his throat, and he almost spewed out a mouthful of blood.

Lu Shaoyou felt the terrible power of that fist. I'm afraid it's enough to turn the five sources into Hong's peak cultivation. There's no residue left!

"Pedal pedal!"

With one punch, xuandu's body stumbled and stepped back to stabilize his body, and his eyes immediately looked surprised at Lu Shaoyou.

It seems that xuandu didn't expect Lu Shaoyou's strength to be so strong. It's not the strength that normal Siyuan Huahong practitioners should have. There is also the strong defensive power. Although his fist just had the meaning of temptation, it didn't leave any hands. Generally, the top cultivator of Wuyuan Huahong was enough to burst into pieces under his fist, but Lu Shaoyou didn't have a big deal at all.

This defensive power is too incredible. I'm not even afraid of his poison skill. No wonder there's news in the hall that everyone should be careful to deal with Lu Shaoyou. This son is definitely hard to deal with.

"The seven source small consummation is too strong. It is much stronger than the six source Huahong cultivators."

Lu Shaoyou sighed after stabilizing his body. With his defense at this time, he suffered a lot of dark losses.

Lu Shaoyou can directly compete against Liuyuan Huahong, but he has just fallen behind in the face of Qiyuan Huahong cultivators. The span between Liuyuan Huahong cultivators and Qiyuan Huahong cultivators is huge.

Just after that punch, Lu Shaoyou vaguely felt that there seemed to be a special difference between Qiyuan Huahong practitioners and Liuyuan Huahong practitioners.

This difference is not limited to the rank level, but seems to have a different germplasm!

"He is worthy of the true meaning Nirvana and the fifth strange enlightenment, but these are useless now. When you meet me, you are doomed to have no time to grow up. Anyway, you are still dead today."

In a short moment, the mysterious poison figure appeared in front of Lu Shaoyou again. When he raised his hands and feet, the energy of heaven and earth fluctuated around him.

This kind of fluctuation is qualitatively different from Liuyuan Huahong, Wuyuan Huahong and other practitioners. A dark poison fist seal condenses again and directly blows Lu Shaoyou into the air like lightning.

"It seems that I will try my best again this time."

Lu Shaoyou looked at the strong man in qiyuanhua Hongjing, and he had to fight with all his strength. He wiped a cruel color on his resolute face, so he had to do his best.

At this time, Lu Shaoyou's body was quietly torn open a space crack, and the back of a great robe appeared in front of Lu Shaoyou.

Wei'an's figure slightly raised his head. Facing the mysterious poison's terrible fist seal at this time, he directly raised his hand and shook calmly. The long sleeve immediately swept across the sky, making the space full of strange energy ripples.

"Si la la!"

In an unimaginable, light and cloudless atmosphere, the dark and poisonous fist seal was directly scattered in the sweep of the long sleeves of the man behind Wei'an.

Following this hand raising, the comer of Wei'an's back took advantage of the opportunity to slap directly into the front air. In the next moment, all eyes were dull and looked at each other. He saw a slap mark, which could not be avoided by the absolute strong such as xuandu, and directly fell on xuandu's face.

"Pa!"

When this slap was slapped on xuandu's face, a clear slap sound immediately came out, and then a five finger red slap appeared on xuandu's face.

"Puff!"

Under this slap, the blood in xuandu's mouth immediately ejected with several teeth, and then his body turned upside down, just like an impact gun, and fell directly into a corner of xiakong square.

"Bang!"

Xuandu's body was photographed. His body immediately smashed the extremely hard square ground into a deep pit on the ground, and the ground cracks' Kaka 'spread.

The whole space world was silent for a moment. It was silent. The eyes looked at people from the sky, and the heartbeat was about to stop.

"Hoo Hoo!"

After a short silence, there was a sudden sound of cold breath and saliva.

Bruce Lee, Lu Xintong, Princess Jingchen, Zhu Chenxi, the practitioners of Huahong territory in the world of beasts, and the strong people in Jueling poison valley were shocked and stunned.

Close to the legendary Qiyuan xiaoyuanman Huahong strongman, the rare top strongman in this world, just got slapped and flew away without any power of confrontation. What kind of terror is it?

"Goo Goo!"

At this moment, Lu Shaoyou looked at the back of the great bank that suddenly appeared in front of him. There was something rolling in his throat. The dark poison slapped him and was shot away without resistance. Such strength is so terrible!

At this time, Lu Shaoyou can't even feel the breath fluctuation of this great figure in front of him, but virtually Lu Shaoyou can feel that his cultivation level will not be under the popular God in the world of the upper Qing Dynasty, or at least under the ice.

The whole high altitude could not calm the silence because of this slap for a long time. This scene is really too shocking.

The bloody black poison at the corners of his mouth in the deep pit of the square covered half of his face and struggled to stand up. After looking at the great figure in the air, his originally gloomy face looked like seeing a ghost for a moment. His eyes suddenly gushed out a deep color of fear. He couldn't help but lose his voice and trembled: "poison Lord, why are you here?"

The voice fell, and xuandu began to tremble. There was no breath fluctuation in that great body, but the faint breath spread, which made his soul tremble and his heart tremble.

"Lord poison, that's Lord poison coming back."

"God, it's Lord poison. That's Lord poison coming back."

"Lord poison, it's Lord poison!"... At the head of the square, the old people and old women looked at the great figure in the air. They trembled for a while. Then they got up directly and knelt on the ground. They all saluted respectfully: "see Lord poison."... "See Lord poison."

"Meet Lord poison."... Many disciples of Jueling poison Valley in the square knelt respectfully when they saw that even the elders and Dharma protectors knelt down at the moment. They dared not hesitate. They knelt directly in the square, and a salute rang from the sky.

Xuandu covered half of his swollen face with one hand. His eyes flickered and dared not go or speak. His eyes were filled with deep fear.

The figure of Wei'an glanced at xuandu and stood in the air at will, but it was filled with an unparalleled hegemonic trend. The slap slapped xuandu's right hand robe shook back, looked at the elders' Dharma protectors in the sky, and said faintly: "a bunch of bastards who are not bullshit. I really want to slap you losers."