All the wizards of the Tianjue lineage looked at the figure as high as a god with horrified eyes.
Although he has reached the level of a great spiritual master.
It is not difficult to control the void for a short period of time.
But it's not easy to do it so easily and freely.
What's more, just now Long Xiaoshan shattered the thirty-meter-high Baolian Pagoda with one palm. Such shocking strength even made the two disciples of King Tian Jue, Suoton and Miya, look serious.
Long Xiaoshan said calmly: "Are you disciples of King Tian Jue?"
Suoton and Miya looked at each other. Miya twisted her waist like a water snake and stepped out. A charming smile appeared on her lips and said: "I wonder who you are? The little girl Miya is none other than King Tian Jue.
The third protector under the sect."
Miya's voice is like that of an oriole, tingling to the bones, her eyes moving, and her soul seductive. I am afraid that any man will unconsciously fall into her gentle trap and be unable to extricate himself.
However, Long Xiaoshan's eyes were as cold as a cold pool, without any fluctuation.
He flicked his nails and said, "You are Miya, so the person next to you is Soton."
The tall man with tattoos all over his body said in a hoarse voice: "Yes, I am Soton. You haven't told me your identity yet. Could it be that you are some heavenly master from Hong Kong Island?"
If it weren't for Long Xiaoshan's palm that made Suo Tun unable to figure out the opponent's strength, he would have taken action long ago.
"Who am I? I am the one who wants your life."
As Long Xiaoshan finished speaking, Long Xiaoshan jumped down and passed through everyone like a movie of lightning. His speed was so fast that Suoton and Miya's eyes blurred. Long Xiaoshan had already circled the field and arrived in front of them.
After the two people saw it clearly, they were shocked and angry.
At this time, Long Xiaoshan had a long spear with a flat end in his right hand, and a dozen men in black robes were strung like gourds on the two-meter-long gun. Except for Suoton and Miya, all the Tianjue King disciples present were shot through by Long Xiaoshan.
Heart.
Long Xiaoshan shook his hand, and with a puff, more than a dozen men in black robes were thrown off, and they were piled on top of each other like arhats. There was still no blood on the spears.
"You, how dare you kill a member of my Tianjue sect." Suoton was shocked and furious.
Long Xiaoshan stepped towards the two of them step by step, and said calmly: "Killing a few of his disciples is nothing. Tell me where King Tian Jue is, and I will take his head as a sacrifice to my friend."
Suoton and Miya looked at Long Xiaoshan walking towards them. The two great wizards who had swept the magic world in Hong Kong seemed to have returned to the time when they worshiped under the sect of King Tian Jue and met King Tian Jue.
An indescribable pressure caused the two of them to retreat involuntarily.
Long Xiaoshan pressed forward step by step.
Suoton finally couldn't bear it anymore and roared wildly. The dense tattoos all over his body flashed with black light, even his eyeballs were glowing with faint black light, and an unusually fierce aura burst out.
These tattoos are not simple tattoos, but talismans implanted into Suoton's body by King Tian Jue with great power.
Once it explodes with all its strength, this spell is enough to allow Soton to exert three times his own strength.
When Soton swept across Hong Kong Island, even when he fought against Mo Shengchuan, one of the four great celestial masters in Hong Kong Island, he did not activate all of these tattoo talismans. He only activated two-thirds of them and severely injured Mo Shengchuan.
.
But this time, Soton directly lit up all the tattoo charms.
Soton's entire body turned pitch black, and the muscles were like steel poured into iron. In his heart, a heart four to five times the size of an ordinary person was beating violently, like a drum.
You can hear it clearly even standing dozens of meters away.
Suo Tun roared like a wild beast, and stepped quickly on the ground with his bare feet. The ground of Baolian Temple was paved with ten centimeters thick bluestone, but everything fell apart under Suo Tun's feet, and smoke and dust were everywhere. He was like a galloping horse.
The fierce horse rushed towards Long Xiaoshan with a furious momentum.
In the blink of an eye, Suotun had rushed in front of Long Xiaoshan. He cupped his fists and smashed Long Xiaoshan's head like a powerful god in mythology who smashed the mountain in anger.
Boom!
The fist roared like thunder.
Facing this violent blow, Long Xiaoshan raised his palm and gave it a gentle lift, as if a breeze was blowing on his face.
Compared with Suotun's black fists like millstones, his white jade-like palms were like white jade porcelain, and seemed to break at the touch of a touch.
Seeing how big Long Xiaoshan was, Suo Tun's eyes shot out ferocious black light, and he concentrated all his strength into his arms and crushed him down!
The fists of both sides finally met.
Boom!
A voice sounded like a bell or a bell.
The surging air waves swept all around, flying away a large number of rocks.
Suoton was shaken all over, his hands were frozen in mid-air, but his fists as big as millstones were firmly grasped in mid-air by a white jade-like palm, preventing them from moving forward at all.
The greater the strength, the greater the rebound.
Soton had just struck with all his strength, but it was as if he had hit a steel plate several meters thick. The powerful force reverberated back, making him almost want to vomit blood, and his internal organs felt as if they had been displaced.
But what made him even more unbelievable was that he could smash even the finest magic weapons with such a powerful blow.
Long Xiaoshan actually held it up with one hand, and the other party didn't even seem to shake.
How terrifying is this guy's power?
Bang, suddenly, Long Xiaoshan's hand came together and squeezed his fist. Suoton's expression changed, and he pulled it out suddenly, but it didn't move at all. Long Xiaoshan was in Suoton's horrified eyes.
The palms slowly close together.
Soton's fist was twisted and deformed, as if it was not an iron fist that could easily kill an elephant, but was like dough, which was crushed into bloody mud by Long Xiaoshan.
Soton wailed and backed away, dragging his bloody hands.
Long Xiaoshan strode forward and slapped Soton on the head with his palm.
Suddenly, a black light shot out and hit Long Xiaoshan, making Long Xiaoshan sluggish for a moment. Although he recovered quickly, Suoton barely escaped with his life. Long Xiaoshan turned around to look.
Miya is making seals with her hands and performing witchcraft.
Long Xiaoshan grinned, dropped Suoton and walked towards Miya. Miya moved faster, with his hands imagining a series of afterimages, and a series of spells full of decay, decay and withering atmosphere shot out, blasting in the
On Long Xiaoshan.
Not even Long Xiaoshan could block it.
No matter how many rays of light hit his body, every time a ray of light hit Long Xiaoshan, the golden light on his body became stronger and stronger. Those golden lights finally turned into raging golden flames, reflecting across the sky. All dark spells hit him and immediately turned into
nothingness.
Long Xiaoshan approached step by step, and Miya retreated step by step.
The fear in her eyes became more and more intense. Seeing Long Xiaoshan getting closer and closer to her, Miya became more and more panicked. Her spells failed one after another. She pulled out a green dagger, screamed, and stabbed Long Xiaoshan.
chest.
bite!
The dagger seemed to be piercing the steel plate, not even Long Xiaoshan's skin was pierced.
He raised his hand and pinched Miya's slender neck.
