And a ghost figure has appeared in another direction.
When the figure, when the direction was converted, where the monks just landed, there was a monk turned into a bloody mist.
"Boom ..."
A group of blood fog, exploded directly, the blood rain.
Like a huge blood flower, it is constantly blooming.
Xia Yu's figure, with the font routes, every time he falls out, someone must die.
And all their attacks could not fall on Xia Yu.
Just after they thought that Xia Yu's offensive route, Xia Yu suddenly changed the glyph route and jumped directly left and right.
In a blink of an eye, the surrounding Ziyunwu monk was killed.
"Hold a group! Hold a group! Don't be scattered!" Zhang Wuchi yelled.
The monks of Ziyunwu had begun to gather before Zhang Wuchi shouted.
After all, Xia Yu's attack was too appalling.
The most scary is Xia Yu's speed.
Looking at the Ziyunwu monk who was ready to hold the group, Xia Yu stopped and let them gather together.
This is actually what Xia Yu wants.
Behind Xia Yu's body, seven disciples looked at Xia Yu, and their eyes were full of little stars.
It turns out that when it is fast to the extreme, plus a powerful body can play such a strong attack power.
They know very well that their master Xia Yu is also in a trend.
But the combat effectiveness showed by their masters is extremely scary.
One person, one hundred people, no one can attack him, and the enemy has died a lot.
Now, their masters, a person, face more people, and gather together. The hearts of seven disciples are nervous instantly.
"When the flesh is strong to a certain degree, it is invincible."
"Let you take a look, if I am powerful and invincible, no matter how many people, what can they do!"
Xia Yu's voice sounded in the ear of seven disciples.
Suddenly, the eyes of the seven disciples lit up.
In their eyes, Xia Yu naturally exists invincible.
You know, the monks who broke the road were burned to death by Xia Yu.
"Another powerful monitor monk, when, the tranquility of the Taoist realm can be in front of a group of monks." Han Boguang looked cold and said, "Kill him and chop him alive.
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"I don't believe it, hundreds of controls, and still kill a lender. If you can't kill him, you will not be alive."
Han Boguang's voice, like a life -threatening charm, made Ziyunwu, who was originally afraid, had to show his fierce look.
If you want to live, you will kill!
"kill!"
"Kill him!"
"Do it together!"
The monks of Ziyunwu roared at the same time.
"kill!"
Xia Yu drank a low, and he was a little heavy under his feet.
The whole person rises!
The place where he just stepped on, suddenly burst out, and a large hole appeared.
Xia Yu's speed is almost to the extreme, like a ghost, and rushed into the crowd directly.
"Boom ..."
In order to show the strength of the flesh, Xia Yu did not use weapons and used his fist directly.
In fact, for Xia Yu today, his body is comparable to humanoid soldiers.
Even those seventh -order soldiers may not have him.
Zulong is infinite fist!
One punch is infinite!
Boxing is infinite!
This time, Xia Yu has just stacked a hundred times.
For Xia Yu, who can superimposed 400 times, the superposition of this hundred times is extremely easy.
However, for those monks who are Ziyunwu, this fist is just terrible.
Although Xia Yu did not use any power of the avenue, it was just that. Every fist came out, letting the space shock.
The space of this piece is instantly shocked, don't say the air.
You know, the space of the Daqian universe is extremely solid.
If you want to make the space slightly turbulent, you must break the strength of the way.
And Xia Yu's punch, the space fluctuates very obvious.
If you are serious, it is estimated that the space will crack.
Just a punch, all of which have the attack intensity close to heaven.
This scene made Lantai Nuoyu and others seeing the soul, and could not be yourself.
Even Han Boguang stood up in shock, watching Xia Yu in the crowd, his face was unbelievable.
This attack has a point where it is broken.
And, stronger than him.
How is this possible?
This guy is obviously just a transistor. How can he be stronger than his attack power?
He can still be shocked, but those monks in Ziyunwu are not so good.
The powerful double punch directly made them a group of blood mist.
Yes, blood mist!
All the monks who were close to the fist, in the vibration, turned into a blood mist.
Xia Yu's figure was wrapped in a strong blood mist, and even his own body could not be seen.
And Ziyunwu monks have continued to explode, turning into a group of blood mist.
It can be imagined that Xia Yu's figure was drowned by the fog. He walked in the blood mist. Every time he punch, the person in front of him directly exploded.
The road of blood mist appears in front of the monks in Ziyunwu.
All Ziyunwu monks were stunned on the spot.
This battle is the nightmare of monk Ziyunwu.
Even after thousands of years, some people talked about this battle.
Too bloody!
Too brutal!
Too scary!
The most important thing is that the monk in the realm relying on the flesh, and a group of monks who burst into the border, no one is the enemy.
This scene is strong and strong, and it is also deeply printed on the minds of seven people such as Nuoyu, Yantai.
Not only that, Xia Yu directly killed a transparent, then a flash of body, and returned to the starting point.
"It is powerful and invincible, and naturally there is no flaw, that is, the most powerful defense!" Xia Yu said, standing in place, and said with a smile on the sluggish Ziyunwu in front of him, "Come, hit me!"
All Ziyunwu monks are speechless.
Even some people have not come out of the shock just now.
Let him hit him?
Is this person still a person?
His body was bloody, the blood droplets on his body, ticking.
But, he laughed and made him hit him?
"This is not a person, this is the devil!" The monk with Ziyunwu made an exclamation.
Even if it is a person who cultivates magic skills, it will not be the case. This is too scary.
Many people's minds explode directly.
Xia Yu quietly pointed at the person in front of the front and said, "I let you hit me!"
"I ... I dare not ..." The monk may be too nervous. He said he dared not to dare, but the Taoist soldier in his hand looked at Xia Yu's head.
Xia Yu stood still and looked at the soldier quietly.
Big!
With a sound like metal, the soldier rebounded back.
In the sun, it can be clearly seen that the knife of the Taoist soldiers collapsed a small piece.
Xia Yu didn't even fall with her hair.
this…
The monk of Ziyunwu was shocked again.
This body is comparable to Taoist soldiers!
No, is this harder than Taoist soldiers?
How to fight?
Sports is naturally existing in the historical river of the Daqian universe.
But in recent tens of thousands of years, the shadow of physical cultivation can not be seen.
After all, almost no one can eat the suffering of physical cultivation. After a long time, naturally there is no inheritance.
Therefore, there were not many people present, but Xia Yu thought that Xia Yu was a physical practice.
They think Xia Yu is a magic repair!
Seeing Xia Yu's horrible combat effectiveness, Han Boguang on the side, silently, left.
However, as soon as the body moved, there was a figure in front of him.