That mouthful of blood turned into a blood arrow and rushed directly towards Haotian Zhenshan's face.
Haotian Zhenshan was slightly startled, tilted his head and ducked over.
The next moment, Xia Yu's fist struck again.
He didn't care at all about the injuries on his body.
A large amount of pure spiritual energy continuously rushed out from the Fentian Furnace, and Xia Yu didn't care about these injuries.
Even though the injury this time was much worse than last time.
If Haotian Zhenshan is allowed to deal with Xia Lei, Xia Lei's life will be in danger.
Regarding this matter, Xia Yu will never allow it!
Before he falls, no one can touch his relatives!
Haotian Zhenshan on the opposite side was stunned for a moment when he discovered that Xia Yu was not beaten to death by one punch, but was still alive and well.
Is this kid at the second level of the Saint Realm?
He was at the sixth level of the Saint Realm, with 80% cultivation level, but his punch only injured Xia Yu.
Moreover, this kid can still counterattack?
This shocked him extremely!
You must know that Xia Yu is only at the second level of the Saint Realm, while he is at the sixth level of the Saint Realm. The gap between these four levels cannot be offset by a stronger body.
This child must not be kept!
Otherwise, it will definitely be a big trouble for the Haotian family!
Now that you have made enemies and cannot be conquered, you must kill them early, otherwise there will be endless trouble!
This is the rule for all big families, either join or die!
Suddenly, he felt his body sink suddenly, and Xia Yu opened the gravity field.
Two hundred times the gravity field still has a certain impact on him. Although the impact is not big, it also makes his body shape not as fast as before.
He saw countless void cracks on Xia Yu's fists, disappearing and reappearing in an instant.
This shows how terrifying the power of Xia Yu's punch was.
This is the China of Middle-earth, and the space is extremely stable.
Below the third level of the Saint Realm, there is no way to break the void.
But, how could Xia Yu be an ordinary monk?
Being able to take a punch with 80% of his own strength, Haotian Zhenshan would never treat Xia Yu as an ordinary person.
"Humph, is it useful?"
Haotian Zhenshan snorted lightly, and without any hesitation, punched him forward.
Since the time of Emperor Haotian, the people of the Haotian Emperor Clan have had a tradition of cultivating their bodies, strengthening themselves, and never being afraid of fighting to the death.
Glory to bravery!
If you want to fight, then fight!
In fact, Emperor Haotian was just a small man who made his fortune by fighting hard, and this is naturally the same as the family training.
Therefore, the people of the Haotian Emperor Clan are extremely crazy when fighting.
Even if they can't defeat you, it's scary if the opponent dares to fight and is not afraid of sacrifice even when necessary.
This is one of the reasons why the Haotian Imperial Clan is so famous.
Haotian Zhenshan's punch finally stopped holding back and struck out with 100% strength.
The void is shattered!
It turned into a huge black hole with a radius of one hundred feet.
However, the chaos and chaos still did not flow out, and were directly suppressed by the tyrannical power of Haotian Zhenshan.
"boom…"
A loud noise, like a thunderbolt from the blue, resounded throughout the world.
Everyone saw Xia Yu's figure and was repelled, directly blasted a hundred feet away.
Blood is flying!
Everyone believed that Xia Yu would not die this time but would also be seriously injured.
Even, maybe die.
However, the next moment, Xia Yu rose into the air and rushed directly into the unhealed black hole. His arms transformed into dragons and his fists flew out again.
Zulong Wuliang Fist!
Three hundred and ten times superimposed!
Xia Yu's arms suddenly felt like they were swelling.
Although the broken void was completely dark, with the surge of fists, it seemed to move some things along the way.
Haotian Zhenshan frowned, this guy actually still has the strength to fight?
He is at the sixth level of the Saint Realm. He can punch with all his strength, but he will only be injured but not killed.
Doesn't that mean that his actual combat effectiveness has reached the fifth level of the Saint Realm?
This thought shocked Haotian Zhenshan.
You know, those in the fifth level of Saint Realm, in the Haotian family, already have the surname Haotian.
This guy must not be allowed to stay!
At this moment, Haotian Zhenshan made a decision.
"All members of the Haotian family will take action to kill Xia Yu!"
Kill order!
The Haotian family issued a killing order!
How is this possible?
The people around him were instantly petrified.
You know, the death order is to fight until death.
All big families will not use this kind of killing order easily until it is a critical moment of life and death.
And the Haotian Imperial Clan actually used Xia Yu, an unknown person.
This is so strange.
How did they know that Haotian Zhenshan knew Xia Yu's information, and he kept all the information in his mind.
Xia Yu has only been a saint for a few months, and his combat effectiveness is comparable to the fifth level of the saint realm. This rate of progress is simply too fast.
If Xia Yu is allowed to develop, maybe after a few years, the Haotian Imperial Clan will no longer be his opponent and will have no choice but to bow to Xia Yu.
However, Xia Yu's information clearly states that this person is affectionate and righteous, but he always kills his enemies by any means necessary.
How dare Haotian Zhenshan be careless?
Seeing Xia Yu pounce on him again, Haotian Zhenshan attacked with all his strength and punched out with both fists.
This time, he not only used ten percent of his strength, but even the power of the great avenue.
It can be said that it is a true all-out confrontation with the enemy.
People from the Haotian Imperial Clan cannot cultivate into the Way of Power. When becoming saints, they mostly choose the Way of Fist to increase their combat effectiveness.
The use of the power of the great avenue is still above the realm and above things like fist intention.
Whether it's a domain, or a sword's will, or a fist's will, these things are all branches of the power of the great avenue.
In other words, a simplified version.
As soon as Haotian Zhenshan punched out, two shadows of the avenue, like two giant dragons, slowly emerged.
Behind him, a huge shadow slowly appeared.
But at this moment, they are all in the broken void and cannot be seen by others.
However, Xia Yu saw clearly.
Without hesitation or even consideration, Xia Yu let out a silent roar.
In the thunder pool, all the power of thunder surged into Xia Yu's fists.
At the same time, Xia Yu's fist shook violently.
Zulong Wuliang Fist!
Three hundred and twenty times superimposed!
On the dark golden arms covered with dense dragon scales, bloody mouths suddenly appeared.
Wisps of blood fell low in the dark and chaotic space.
At this moment, Xia Yu felt that his arms were about to explode.
Even his body had many cracks.
There were too many superimpositions, and his body was almost unable to withstand it.
In the pitch-black hole, two lights suddenly appeared, like two lanterns, rushing towards another figure.
Xia Yu's fist was filled with thunder.
"boom…"
Electric light was everywhere, and the dark and chaotic space seemed to be illuminated a little bit.
The next moment, the light of these thunders was immediately absorbed by the chaos and disappeared without a trace.
The black hole that had just been a hundred feet in radius expanded again in an instant, reaching one hundred and fifty feet.
A figure flew out of the black hole, covered in blood, and fell downwards like rain.