"You think that the apologists who killed me are worthy of being compared to me? Hum! What kind of thing are you, and you deserve it?! ”

Hu Fei's face was cold, he took a step forward, and slapped his palms over.

With a strong murderous intent in his eyes, he couldn't wait to make a move, wanting to cut off Zhou Lin's head.

As the Holy Son of the Lieyang Gate, he is very conceited and arrogant.

There are few opponents in the same level, what is the Tianjiao of the Nether? Even if he killed the White Hill Martial God, maybe he used some unknown means, he was confident that he could sweep the other party.

Below the peak of the Martial God, he is not afraid of anyone!

Rumble!

His palms began to glow, extremely gorgeous, and the dazzling divine light was surging like waves, like a river bursting its banks, mighty and unstoppable.

Under the cover of the palm wind, the sky and the earth were swept by the wind, and the ancient trees on the ground were strangled by the wind, shattered into pieces, and the boulders were torn apart, and they were swept by the wind and floated into the sky, attacking Zhou Lin.

In the hurricane, those stones and shards are hidden weapons, and once hit, they will cause continuous small wounds, hindering the opponent's movement.

He is very insidious, such a small means will not hurt the other party, but as long as he causes a little wound, he has the next step.

"If you deserve it, you asked me about this pair of fists first."

Zhou Lin was fearless, his eyes were cold.

He kicked under his feet, the air was squeezed, and the whole person struck up like lightning, pinching fist marks, and smashing with unparalleled fists.

Others are conceited, and he is more conceited; Others are proud, and he is even more proud.

Because of him, he never failed!

If he has the idea of invincibility, how can he be afraid of a saint son of the same rank?

Both of them are the same pride, attacking each other with their own pride, and shaking each other hard.

Rumble!

The fists and palms struck, and the world lost its voice at that moment.

The place where they were was completely boiling, the heavens and the earth were thundering, thunderbolts were exploding, and the air exploded.

With the two of them as the center, a circular air wave vibrated out in all directions.

On the ground, the mountains and forests were cracked, the smoke and dust were monstrous, and the ground was overturned again in that moment, and countless mud and sand flew up, torn apart by the terrifying force.

The power was vented, and the earth collapsed one after another cracks more than a foot wide, and those cracks spread all the way to the bottom.

Bang bang bang!

The fist touched the score, and then quickly collided together, the two did not reserve, each of them performed a unique study, again and again hard regrets, the world is like a big drum, the collision of the two is a drumstick, this area, thunder continues, thunder rolling!

Whoosh!

The two of them were hit by the tremendous force and glided hundreds of feet in the air, each gasping for breath.

In this one-breath machine transition, the two of them made hundreds of moves in a row, and the moves were all real hard regrets, without the slightest bit of hypocrisy, but in the end, no one was helpless, and the draw ended.

On the flying boat in the distance, all the demon emperors felt furious in their hearts, how much powerful power does this have to be to cause such a terrifying scene?

The ground is about to be lifted, the world is in chaos, the destructive power caused by the aftermath of the collision between the two is too terrifying, even if they are far away, they still feel a palpitation, if they go up, they will be beaten into a puddle of meat in minutes.

The Golden Crow Demon God's face was even paler, he knew the terrible of the Holy Son, the foundation of the Holy Son was too strong, even though he was only a Martial Saint cultivator at the moment, but he could completely cross the ranks and fight strongly.

In the eyes of the Holy Son, these protectors are just slightly more powerful opponents, and if they really want to fight, they can take it with a little effort.

What does he see now?

A nether ant actually fought hundreds of moves with the Holy Son without being defeated!

That kind of fluctuation of the battle, there is no moisture, all of them are hard regrets, that kind of strong fluctuations, that is, he feels terrified, the other party actually endured it completely, and it seems that nothing has happened.

Is he a monster?

He exhaled a long mouthful of three-foot-long white gas, and the breath rolled between his mouth and nose like a dragon, Hu Fei suddenly grinned, revealing a mouthful of snow-white teeth.

"The Holy Son is actually laughing!"

Everyone was shocked, they had never seen the Holy Son smile, and now he actually smiled at a strange young man.

Yes, he was really laughing.

The whole body began to glow, and his long hair bloomed with a sun-like light, which was extremely gorgeous, and Hu Fei's face was full of excitement, and even faintly fanatical.

This is the excitement of seeing the joy of hunting!

Only a person who is extremely focused on cultivation will not be sad but happy when he encounters a strong opponent, because this will give him a stronger fighting spirit to sharpen his martial arts and make himself go further.

When you are strong, you are strong, and this is what you are talking about.

"Interesting, so interesting, it's been a long, long time since I've met an opponent like you, I can't imagine that I can meet a peerless genius like you in such a barren place as the Nether, God is really good to me."

Hu Fei's expression was excited, his eyes lit up, and he even put away the secret treasure, "Come on, this is interesting, if you kill easily, wouldn't it be too boring!" ”

"Come, kill you!"

The rumbling sound echoed between heaven and earth, stirring up thunder and rolling.

In the distance in the flying boat, the demon emperors palpitated, and they were all terrified, they had never seen such a crazy side of the Holy Son, such a Holy Son made them feel afraid.

The Golden Crow Demon God was also worried in his heart, the Holy Son was so crazy, he didn't dare to mix it at all, so he could only urge the flying boat to retreat slightly.

"Scare me? I'm not scared, sir, come here and die! ”

Zhou Lin roared angrily, his whole body was full of energy, and he turned into a hurricane and rose into the sky.

Heaven and earth seemed to be restless at this moment, and it was a vision caused by the power of the law.

In the distance, those people's scalps exploded, the Holy Son was crazy, and the young man in front of him was even more crazy, could it be that there was only a thin line between a genius and a madman?

"Hey, hey!"

Hu Fei sneered, his eyes were as cold as a blade, he approached step by step, his body became more and more dazzling, and the dazzling light that bloomed made it difficult to look at directly.

On the surface of his body, a golden flame of light enveloped him, brilliant and gorgeous, permeating the terrifying fluctuations of the ocean.

He was like a god from above, his eyes coldly looking down at the crowd below.

The demon emperor in the flying boat couldn't bear the terrifying aura, and fell to the ground one by one, and some even turned into their bodies, trembling all over.

The Golden Crow Demon God's face became more and more pale, without a trace of blood, even though he had a trace of Golden Crow blood, but under the deterrence of that aura, he was also unable to raise his head.

At this time, not to mention being an enemy of him, it is difficult to confront him, the oppression of that aura is too strong and makes people tremble.

They looked at the Holy Son in the distance with a shocked expression, and their hearts showed horror: "Is this the true strength of the Holy Son?" It's horrible! ”

Like a god in the dust!

This is the illusion that Hu Fei gives people.

Ten thousand golden rays bloomed on the surface of his body, like a golden Buddha standing proudly in the void, the surging aura spread outward, the heavens and the earth were trembling, and even the flying boat could barely maintain it.

"Kill!"

He roared angrily, and the ten thousand golden rays on his body became angry, blooming with the world-destroying golden flame.

In that vast golden ocean, he stepped in one step like a god in the sky, stretched out his hand and pressed it with one palm.

Call!

In the void, the palm print became larger, like an immortal mountain peak smashed towards Zhou Lin, wanting to completely kill him.

(End of chapter)