Seeing Xiao Wuji so resolutely, the white-haired master also sneered and said, "You guy, since you don't eat the punishment for toasting, don't blame me for not leaving you a way out."

The white-haired national master shouted loudly, and then his white hair floated directly. The pair of black energy wings behind him set off with the white hair, making it even more dazzling and eye-catching.

Then the white-haired national master rushed over with no fancy punch. In an instant, the air seemed to explode.

Some of the close soldiers were directly overturned, and the energy aftermath generated by the two people's battle was enough to kill any cultivator under the Martial Emperor realm.

At the same time, next to the emperor of the Kowloon Dynasty, an eunuch said with some concern, "Your Majesty, the strength of the fruit is so terrifying, that kid should not be his opponent, I hope Your Majesty will not worry."

Despite this eunuch's words, the emperor of the Jiulong Dynasty was just worried. After all, the national master said it was faithful that once a decisive battle started, the Jiulong Dynasty would definitely be able to destroy and defeat the Great Zhou Dynasty with unstoppable momentum.

But now it seems that it has never been smooth.

Just as the Emperor of Great Zhou was thinking, a huge blue fist power fell from the sky and collided fiercely with the attack of the white-haired national master.

In an instant, a deafening roar swept across.

The white-haired national master's body suddenly felt as if he was hit hard, and he trembled hard behind him before completely dissolving the power released by Xiao Wuji's Tiangang Fist.

At this moment, the white-haired national master showed an extremely shocked expression in his eyes. He said in horror, "How did this kid practice? His punch actually has such terrible power. Could it be that he practiced the heavenly level martial arts?"

You know, the heavenly level martial arts are quite rare. Even if you look at the entire Jiulong Dynasty, you can't find a heavenly level martial arts.

But Xiao Wuji did not give him too much opportunity to think. After punching him, Xiao Wuji's body rushed towards him like a cannonball.

As the saying goes, fist is afraid of being strong. Although this white-haired national master has cultivated to the fifth level of the Martial Emperor, his qi and blood have begun to decline after all, and Xiao Wuji is in his prime, and every move has great lethality.

Seeing himself being constantly pressed and beaten, the shock on the white-haired national master's face gradually turned into anger. He roared, his voice rolling in the air like thunder.

"Boy, you really think of me. You can't make me mud. Don't you have any anger?" The white-haired national master shouted, and then his feet stomped hard in the air, and suddenly there was a blood-red energy behind him rolling.

This scene made everyone present feel extremely frightened, because the blood-colored vitality behind the white-haired national master was like a sea of ​​blood, extremely terrifying, bringing huge oppression to people's minds.

He stood in the sea of ​​corpses and blood, like a demon. If he was a person with a lack of stability, he would probably be frightened to death when facing this scene.

But Xiao Wuji's divine thoughts are so powerful that his will is naturally very firm and will not be affected by the white-haired national teacher.

Blood Sea Magic Arrow!

The white-haired national master roared, and then he held his left hand and a blood-colored bow and arrow appeared. Then he mobilized the vitality in the sea of ​​blood and turned into a blood-colored arrow. With a bang, the blood-colored arrow directly broke through the space and slammed into Xiao Wuji.

If this arrow hit Xiao Wuji's body, he would probably be injured even with Xiao Wuji's defense.

The moment the arrow shot out, a look of fatigue appeared on the face of the white-haired master.

You know, even with his strength, he cannot continuously use this move.

This move is very powerful, and even powerful people in the fifth level of the Martial Emperor can be killed.

Xiao Wuji stood there and took a deep breath. Then the vitality in his body suddenly surged out and injected into the Seven Killing Ancient Sword. The inscriptions in the Seven Killing Ancient Sword were lit one by one at this moment.

Xiao Wuji's thoughts moved at this moment and used the fifth-level sword intent. At this moment, everyone saw a huge sword light emerging from the sky. The set of sword lights seemed to cut through the sky and collided fiercely with the attack of the white-haired national master.

Then two huge energy attacks eroded each other, and the energy raged for half a stick of incense and finally slowly dissipated.

Seeing that Xiao Wuji had resisted his full-strength attack, the white-haired national master's eyes suddenly shrank fiercely, which he had never expected.

At the same time, he also felt that Xiao Wuji's aura was rising steadily, and finally reached the level of the third level of the Martial Emperor.

You should know that before this, Xiao Wuji's realm was only at the ninth level of the Martial King. When he was fighting just now, Xiao Wuji burned the dragon elephant energy in his body, activated the dragon elephant blood explosion technique, and entered the fourth realm: the blood energy boiled!

His aura was upgraded from the Ninth Heaven of the Martial King to the Third Heaven of the Martial King, and directly crossed four small realms!

The white-haired national master could not believe it at all, because he had never seen any monk who could increase his breath so much in just a short period of time.

"This kid must be a monster. No matter what, I will use all my means to completely kill him here!" The white-haired national master said in shock.

The moment the white-haired national master made up his mind, all the energy of the corpse and blood rolling behind him gathered into the white-haired national master's body.

His size gradually grew bigger, and finally reached dozens of feet, like a red rock lion.

His arms became very long and had a rush of power. He punched him casually and the air exploded instantly.

If he collided head-on, his body would be smashed into pieces.

The white-haired national master let out a roar that shook the earth and wanted to fight Xiao Wujijue to death. At this moment, everyone's eyes were focused on them. Their battle would determine the victory or defeat between the Great Zhou Dynasty and the Jiulong Dynasty.

"I hope this little guy must win, and don't let us down." Murong Kuang, Su Yang and others clenched their fists tightly and said with great expectation in their hearts.

Just then, a huge blood sword appeared behind Xiao Wuji. This is the blood sword killing God-Slaying Picture!

The blood sword hangs far away in the sky, like a sword of Damocles, which is about to be slashed down at any time.

Xiao Wuji looked at the red rock lion in front of him, and after pondering for a moment, he slowly said, "Just relying on a blood sword to kill the gods is not enough to shake this old guy."

The moment he finished speaking, the vitality in Xiao Wuji's body rolled again, and finally, a huge Kunpeng Dharma image appeared behind him...
Chapter completed!