Wherever the golden light touched, all Jiuhua Palace disciples were knocked away.
Looking at the men who fell from the air, Song Chunming's eyes froze slightly. At this time, the fire spirit trapped in the silk net suddenly shouted to Leng Xuan. However, its
The cry was very strange, and he didn't know what it meant. "Get out of the way." At this time, Song Chunming finally couldn't help but take action. He knew that those men alone could not pose any threat to Leng Xuan.
Taking one step forward, crazy momentum suddenly surged out of Song Chunming's body. Feeling the fierce momentum, Leng Xuan raised his head slightly, but the look in his eyes remained unchanged. "In the early stage of Mahayana...
Palace Master Song's cultivation is really good, no wonder he can become the deputy palace master of Jiuhua Palace." Song Chunming raised his head and said: "Leng Xuan, it's not too late to surrender now." Leng Xuan smiled calmly and said: "In my dictionary,
There has never been a word about surrender. Palace Master Song, let me show you your strength." After saying this, he raised his hand to signal the other party to take action. Seeing this, Song Chunming's eyes turned cold and he hummed: "You don't know whether to live or die.
Guy, since you are looking for death, then I will help you." As he said that, he moved as fast as lightning, and charged towards Leng Xuan with great force. Under his full force, everyone could only feel the light in front of their eyes.
In a flash, Song Chunming's figure was already in front of Leng Xuan. With one hand, Song Chunming reached for Leng Xuan's vitals. Looking at him like that, it was obvious that he wanted to defeat the enemy with one blow. However, how could Leng Xuan give it to him?
this opportunity.
When Song Chunming's hand was about to touch Leng Xuan's body, Leng Xuan's figure suddenly flashed and disappeared in front of Song Chunming's eyes. "So fast." Song Chunming was startled and quickly turned his eyes.
, searching for Leng Xuan’s whereabouts. However, you found no trace of Leng Xuan beside him. At this moment, a fierce momentum suddenly came from above his head. At that moment, he raised his head and saw
Leng Xuan descended from the sky, holding a steel fist in his hand, and blasted straight towards his back. At this moment, the two were less than one meter apart. It was too late to retreat from Leng Xuan's attack. Song Chunming snorted coldly.
, the true energy in the body was running at full speed, and then gathered on the hands, facing Leng Xuan's steel fist. The moment the two touched, there was only a loud sound of 'bang', and powerful air waves suddenly spread out.
Some of the closest Jiuhua Palace disciples were unable to dodge and were directly thrown away by the shock wave. But Song Chunming, who was standing under Leng Xuan, had both legs deeply sunk into the ground. However, even if
Even so, he still did not give up, resisting the impact of that force with all his strength. "Broken!" At this time, Leng Xuan could only hear a soft cry from his mouth.
With the sound of his words, Song Chunming felt a sweetness in his throat, and a stream of blood spurted out directly from his mouth. And the defense he had condensed collapsed at this moment. When Leng Xuan slowly landed, Song Chunming wiped his hands with trembling hands.
Wiping the blood on the corner of his lips, he looked at him in shock and said: "Mahayana...middle stage of Mahayana...how is it possible...how is this possible." Although he had never fought against Leng Xuan before, he heard Li Xiuyi say that Leng Xuan's cultivation level is...
In the early days of the Mahayana. Because of this, he was not afraid of Leng Xuan. The two had similar cultivation levels. Even if they could not defeat each other, they would never lose. But all this before was beyond his knowledge.