That iron cage is obviously a high-grade magic weapon, it can be big or small.
When Long Yao was twisting him, it was almost like a birdcage, but at this moment, the iron cage covered the entire sky, as if the entire sky was pressing down on Ye Xiu.
The true energy in his body has been exhausted, and it will be difficult to use the Absolute Immortal Sword again in a short period of time. However, Ye Xiu did not put away the Absolute Immortal Sword. Instead, he grasped the hilt of the sword tightly, treating it as the most ordinary weapon, and struck directly with the sword.
Cutting towards the falling iron cage.
When the true energy in the body is exhausted, it is difficult to activate the power of the Immortal Sword. However, this is an innate artifact after all. Even if it is only used for chopping, it can definitely cut through iron like clay.
This cage of unknown grade was chopped into pieces by the Immortal Sword on the spot, and then a thin figure jumped out of the cage and turned into a stream of light and rushed towards Ye Xiu.
Without thinking, Ye Xiu was about to strike the human figure with his sword, but when he saw the figure's face clearly, he trembled all over.
The Immortal Sword that was about to thrust out was also stunned. In that moment, the figure had already rushed in front of him and punched him directly.
"boom!"
With a muffled sound, Ye Xiu flew backwards like a cannonball.
When he opened his mouth, a mouthful of bright red blood spurted out, and even the sword in his hand was shaken and fell down.
"Holy Lord..." One second before Xingtian Dafeng was still sighing at Ye Xiu's strength, killing eight demon generals in one fell swoop, but the next second, he saw Ye Xiu being punched away by this figure.
Everyone was stunned.
While exclaiming, he had already rushed towards the figure, grabbed Ye Xiu's fallen Immortal Sword, and was about to stab the figure in the back, but heard Ye Xiu's voice.
"No..." Xingtian Dafeng paused, and the figure who had his back turned around, revealing a childish face. It looked like he was just a boy of twelve or thirteen years old.
, but his eyes were blood red.
"boom!"
Taking advantage of Xingtian Dafeng's stunned moment, the young man punched out directly, hitting Xingtian Dafeng in the heart.
Xing Tian Dafeng felt as if he had been hit by a mountain on the spot. He flew straight backwards and a mouthful of blood spurted out when he opened his mouth.
This young man is so strong that he is no worse than those demon generals?
Could it be that this young man is the mysterious ninth demon general?
But if he was really the ninth demon general, why did the Holy Master stop himself from killing him?
Many thoughts flashed through Xing Tian Dafeng's mind. The boy with blood-red eyes had already rushed over at full speed. Before Xing Tian Dafeng's body fell to the ground, he punched out again.
A crimson flame ignited on his fist, and the terrifying power made Xingtian Dafeng's expression change again.
If he was really hit by this punch, I am afraid that even with his body as a Holy Witch of the Three Cauldrons, he would be filled with hatred on the spot, right?
Not caring about why the Holy Master asked him to keep his hand, Xingtian Dafeng desperately mobilized the natal star power in his body, crossed his hands and protected it in front of his chest, and directly used the natal star power to form a simple and desolate large shield.
Xing Tian Shield! "Boom!"
There was a loud noise, and a majestic force exploded. The Xingtian Shield condensed with the power of the natal star in his body was smashed to pieces by this punch on the spot.
The terrifying flames spread out in all directions.
The space that the flames passed through was turned into nothingness.
Xingtian Gale's figure, which was originally flying backwards, completely lost its stability, like a small boat drifting with the current.
But at this moment, the young man suddenly kicked forward, jumped into the air, appeared above Xingtian Dafeng's head, and slapped Xingtian Dafeng directly with his palm.
Looking at the palm prints that fell on his head, Xingtian Dafeng smiled bitterly in his heart. He had been fighting with Aguero for three years, but he didn't let Aguero get any advantage. Now it was just an oversight, and he was going to die here?
Just when Xing Tian Dafeng thought he was certain to die, Ye Xiu's figure rushed over instantly, knocked him away while he was flying upside down, and then punched the extremely powerful young man.
"Boom..." There was a loud noise, and the young man was thrown back by Ye Xiu's punch. However, it only took a moment for him to stabilize his body, and then he swayed and pounced on Ye Xiu again.
The speed was extremely fast.
Not to be outdone, Ye Xiu also punched out and collided heavily with the boy.
The young man seemed to be stimulated. He looked up to the sky and roared, and a majestic flame spread over himself. His aura was also rising steadily, and magic lines appeared on his forehead.
Then he moved his hands in front of his body and punched out again.
This was an extremely simple and crude punch, but when the punch was thrown, Xing Tian Dafeng's face became extremely ugly, because the moment the punch was thrown, the space in front of the young man had begun to collapse.
, what does this mean? It shows that the young man's punch has become so powerful that it is unimaginable.
Definitely far more than ordinary masters of the Return to Void Realm.
Can the Holy Lord withstand this punch that shatters the void?
Just when Xing Tian Dafeng was worried, Ye Xiu's body also erupted with scorching flames. Then he squatted half down, pulled back his left fist, and punched out with his right fist.
Two fists covered with flames collided fiercely in the air, and a dazzling fire burst out. It felt like two stars colliding, and the void in front of them collapsed.
Some monsters that were not too far away from the two of them were shattered by this invisible fist force. Even the entire Jiuyou Heavenly Ghost Array seemed to be shattered by the aftermath! "Roar!"
There was no punch to kill Ye Xiu. The young man seemed to be even more angry. He once again desperately mobilized the power in his body. The fire on his body became brighter and brighter, and the blood in his eyes became thicker and thicker. Then another punch struck him.
Xiang Yexiu.
Ye Xiu didn't take the opportunity to get the Immortal Sword to kill the young man. He just raised one hand and blocked the young man's punch.
The boy became more and more courageous as he fought, his speed became faster and faster, and his punches became more and more powerful. He kept hitting Ye Xiu. Ye Xiu was not in a hurry and just kept resisting the boy's attacks.
"Bang bang bang..." The figures of the two people kept intertwining. In just a few breaths, the boy had already fired tens of thousands of punches. Most of them were blocked by Ye Xiu, but some of them hit Ye Xiu.
His body had withstood the power of several punches in a row. Despite Ye Xiu's strength, his face turned pale and he vomited blood! Seeing that Ye Xiu could kill the young man in one fell swoop several times, he never made a move and instead let the young man let him go.
The fist hit his body, Xingtian Dafeng was puzzled, what happened to the Holy Lord?
Could it be that just because the other party is a young man, he should hold back on everything?