Ye Qiu and the others released murderous intent, and they all rushed towards Asaman.
"Haha, it's great to have two more people die."
Asaman held the scepter, pointed at Ye Qiu and the other five, and said arrogantly: "Don't waste this priest's time, come on together!"
"Now that things have happened, you still dare to be arrogant. It seems that it's time to show you some color."
Xiao Jiu finished speaking and handed the sword in his hand to Ye Qiu.
Ye Qiu is confused.
Don’t understand what Xiao Jiu means?
"The sword in your hand is too bad, use my sword!" Xiao Jiu said: "Although my sword is not as good as the God's Sword Chixiao, it is stained with countless blood. It is a good sword for killing people."
Ye Qiu asked: "You gave me the knife, so how do you deal with that old guy?"
"Want to know?" Xiao Jiu smiled mysteriously: "You will know soon."
Xiao Jiu handed the sword to Ye Qiu's hand, and then strode towards Asaman.
Every time he takes a step forward, his momentum will increase.
Although Xiao Jiu was seriously injured, his back was as straight as a magic sword, which would rather break than bend.
at the same time.
Xiao Jiu's body exuded a violent aura, surging like a tiger waking up.
"Boom!"
Xiao Jiu fell down in one step, and suddenly there was a loud noise, like the beating of a war drum, deafening, and a deep crack immediately appeared on the ground.
His fighting spirit is constantly rising.
In just a moment, Ye Qiu discovered that Xiao Jiu's fighting spirit had reached an unprecedented height, as if he was possessed by the God of War.
The snowflakes falling in the sky were blasted into pieces one after another when they were still two meters away from Xiao Jiu.
Soaring to the sky with murderous intent breaking through the wind and snow!
A strange smile flashed through Asaman's cold eyes, a bit...
excited!
Yes, just excited.
Just like the mood a hunter feels when he sees his prey.
"Champion Hou, are you finally going to use your trump card?"
"Very good!"
"I hope you won't disappoint this priest."
Asaman's body also released a cold aura, as if coming from the Nine Nether Hells, which made people shudder.
Then, he pointed his scepter at Xiao Jiu and shouted loudly: "Come here and die!"
Xiao Jiu took a step forward and continued to approach Asaman. As he moved forward, he said: "You are just the last person on the god list. What qualifications do you have to yell at me, rubbish!"
Rubbish……
Who dares to say such words?
You know, Asaman is the tenth-ranked master on the God List, and the most powerful head-dropper among Brahmins!
Who dares to call him trash?
But Xiao Jiu scolded him.
Ye Qiu and the others only felt their blood boiling. They all felt an unparalleled domineering power from Xiao Jiu's body.
This kind of domineering comes from strong self-confidence in oneself.
Asa said coldly: "Hmph, Xiao Jiu, you are the first one who dares to call this priest trash! You will definitely pay the price for your words and deeds!"
However, Asaman responded with only one word.
"kill!"
Xiao Jiu roared and rushed out.
Asaman immediately attacked Xiao Jiu.
The two collided together like a comet hitting the earth.
Fierce confrontation.
In the blink of an eye, the two exchanged more than thirty moves.
boom!
The scepter knocked Xiao Jiu away.
Asaman said in a cold voice: "A dying person dares to challenge me. You are really overestimating your capabilities."
"Are you really overestimating your capabilities? I don't think so." Xiao Jiu clenched her right fist.
In an instant, the military coat on his body made a rustling sound.
Ye Qiu clearly felt that at this moment, Xiao Jiu's aura changed.
If Xiao Jiu was full of domineering power before, now, he is like an invincible overlord.
Xiao Jiu's right fist was surrounded by three rays of white light.
Although these three rays of white light are very thin and look like hair, they release a terrifying edge.
"That's... so angry!"
Qinglong exclaimed.
"Unexpectedly, the champion actually cultivated three true qi!" Qilin's face was full of shock.
Ye Qiu was also a little shocked. Xiao Jiu was only in his thirties, but he had cultivated three qi. This kind of martial arts talent was unrivaled in the world.
You know, super masters like Long Wu and Kong Jian Shen Monk have only cultivated the three true qi after hundreds of years of practice.
This shows how terrifying Xiao Jiu's strength is.
"The number one on the dragon list is really powerful. If the champion is not injured, that old guy can probably be killed by him." Qinglong said after being shocked.
A glint flashed in Ye Wudi's eyes and he said: "Among all the people I have seen, Xiao Jiu's martial arts talent ranks among the top three."
Just the top three?
Qilin asked curiously: "Who are the first two?"
"My eldest brother Ye Wushuang, as for the other one..." Ye Wudi said this, suddenly paused, and then said: "Xiao Jiu is going to use the ultimate killing move."
Hearing this, everyone raised their heads and looked forward.
"Asaman, let me show you my fist."
After Xiao Jiu said these words, he was like a dragon coming out of the sea. He instantly rushed in front of Asaman and punched out.
This punch is so powerful that it moves forward inexorably!
Asaman showed no fear, held the scepter in his hand, and smashed Xiao Jiu's fist.
boom!
The scepter collided with the fist, and a bunch of blood spattered.
Rub rub rub rub -
Asaman took more than ten steps back before he could stabilize his body. The hole in the tiger's mouth of his right hand holding the scepter had burst open, and blood was flowing out.
"The champion has the upper hand!"
Ye Qiu and others opened their eyes wide and were a little shocked. They did not expect that Xiao Jiu was seriously injured and could also injure Asaman.
"kill!"
Xiao Jiu let out a roar, and his whole body rolled with domineering energy. He was like a demon who broke out of hell and broke free from his shackles. He was extremely terrifying.
Asaman's face became solemn, and he began to recite a spell in his mouth. His voice was strange and harsh, as if his throat was filled with nails, which made his scalp numb.
The next second, the scepter flew above Asaman's head, releasing a bright white light.
Head-lowering technique!
To everyone's surprise, this white light did not attack Xiao Jiu, but instead protected Asaman from top to bottom, like a transparent glass cover, covering Asaman inside.
boom!
Xiao Jiu punched over and hit the white light. There was only a "dang" sound, as if the punch hit the steel plate.
The white light was very solid, without any tremors, and the Asaman, whose whole body was enveloped by the white light, was unscathed.
Asaman grinned and said: "Xiao Jiu, I am in an invincible position, what can you do to me?"
"You ask what I can do to you? I will answer you now, I can beat you to death!"
Xiao Jiu's eyes were full of fierce light, and he waved his fists one after another, hitting the white light, and the sound of "dang-dang" kept ringing out, shaking the canyon.
His boxing skills are very terrifying. Not only are they brave, they also enhance his fighting spirit.
The war became more and more fierce.
At this moment, it seemed that nothing in the world could withstand Xiao Jiu's fist.
Ten punches in a row.
"puff!"
The white light shattered, and Asaman was punched away.
