Chapter seven hundred and seventy-two, the group of heroes!
Xia Mang felt that compared to Xue Xichen, he was a little less free and easy and wanton, because he had constraints on his body and concerns deep in his heart. No matter how cold and ruthless he looked on the surface, he could not hide those spiritual bonds.
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He is not as pure as snow washing away dust.
Everyone's expressions changed. The name of Xue Xichen in the Southern Region was very famous. Even as far away as Baidi City, many people had heard of the reputation of Xue Xichen, the leader of the nine great masters.
The first person of his generation!
Xia Mang looked at Xue Xichen. Their eyes met for a moment, and then they missed each other and attacked each other's opponents again.
boom!
Snow washes away the dust and white clothes are better than snow, he steps forward, punches out, and strikes the purple golden cauldron angrily.
His fist was extremely domineering, circling the dragon shadow, accompanied by the roar of the dragon, like an unparalleled real dragon, striking the sky!
The punch almost pierced the void!
"Clang!" His fist hit the purple golden cauldron, making a "clang clang" sound. At the same time, the golden cauldron was blown away and shot backwards.
He actually hit the purple golden cauldron with his fist, only to have it fly away. This was so shocking, it was simply unbelievable!
"His fists are comparable to divine weapons?!" Everyone was moved and exclaimed.
The boxing tripod shocked everyone!
"Jin Ding Xuan Gong!"
Xia Tian's Cauldron changed color, and Xue Xichen's power was beyond imagination. Even the Purple Golden Cauldron could punch out with his fists. This was incredible. He didn't dare to be careless and directly used the "Golden Cauldron Mysterious Technique" to fight against the enemy!
Xue Xichen's eyes were cold, and he was still pumping his fist. The dragon shadow wrapped around his fist became more solid, and it seemed to be in its true form, with fine scales visible and lifelike.
With one punch, the dragon soared into the air!
At this moment, his fist seemed to turn into a real dragon!
Fist like a dragon!
This boxing technique is 70% similar to the Dragon Tribulation Fist performed by Xia Mang.
Peng!"
Xue Xichen's fist was so powerful and unparalleled that it directly penetrated the protection of "Golden Cauldron Xuan Gong". Xia Ding was overturned and flew away.
Xia Ding vomited blood and looked a little gray. Apparently he was defeated by Xue Xichen and the "Jin Ding Xuan Gong" was broken!
"Xia Tian Ding was defeated!" someone exclaimed, "Xue Xichen can actually suppress Xia Ding?!"
"Xia Ding, the first descendant of Jiuding, travels across the Eastern and Eastern Regions and has never lost a fight among his peers. Today, the top figure of the young generation was defeated by Xue Xichen Fist... There really is no one who is the strongest, only stronger!"
"The power of Xue Xichen cannot be challenged. Even Xia Ding, You Wanji and his ilk are no match for him!"
"Is there really no suspense about being the number one young person?" someone said to himself.
"Xia Tian Ding was defeated. This was a head-on confrontation. There was no trace of moisture, which is enough to witness the power of Xue Xichen..."
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Everyone was shocked. Xue Xichen, the leader of the nine elites in the Southern Territory, was famous. Everyone knew that he was powerful. He was the pinnacle figure among the younger generation. Today's defeat of Xia Ding in front of everyone proved his strength.
"Xue Xichen, I have admired your name for a long time." Su Chen stared at Xue Xichen, who was dressed in white and outshines the snow, and said to himself, he had heard of Xue Xichen's name as far away as the Zhexian King's Court.
Of course, this is mainly because Xue Xichen and Zhexian Wangting have an old relationship and are related by blood.
"Is he just snow washing dust?"
Qin Tianlang looked solemn and frowned: "To be able to defeat Xia Ding so easily, Xue Xichen is so strong that it's a bit weird... Hmm, could it be that he has crossed over to the extraordinary realm and truly stepped into the Fuyao realm?"
His expression changed completely. Xue Xichen in the Fuyao Realm was enough to overlook the heroes of the world!
If the guess is true, Xue Xichen can really be regarded as one of the best, truly surpassing all the geniuses!
"Bang!"
Suddenly, Xia Dinghan came back in anger, but before he could reach Xue Xichen, he was kicked back, rolled in the air, and finally smashed into a huge boulder and fell into the rubble.
With a "peng" sound, the gravel flew away, and Xia Ding rushed out. His clothes were in tatters, his long hair was stained with blood and stuck in strands. He was very embarrassed. His eyes were full of evil aura, fierce and cold, and extremely terrifying.
The purple golden cauldron returned and hung in the sky, but he did not take action again. Instead, he stood on the pile of rocks and glared at Xue Xichen, his eyes full of anger and murderous intent.
He is also a genius of the generation. He once conquered an invincible opponent, but today he was defeated by Xue Xichen. How could he not be angry?
"Snow washes away the dust!"
Xia Ding stared at Xue Xichen, his eyes were sinister, as cold as a glacier, and shouted in a hissing voice: "You and I have no grudges, but you are so domineering, do you really think I am inferior to you?"
As soon as he entered the Demon Emperor's Tomb and encountered Xue Xichen, the other party did not say anything and just took action without giving him a chance to speak. This was not just overbearing, it was simply arrogant!
You are just not as good as me!" Xue Xichen said mercilessly.
Xia Ding's expression suddenly froze, and he was a little embarrassed. He had just been defeated by Xue Washchen, so he was naturally not as good as the other party, but Xue Washchen said it so clearly, it was too direct, without leaving any trace of emotion.
Everyone looked at each other with strange eyes.
"That's too much!" Xia Ding glared at Xue Xichen with killing intent.
"I'm just bullying you, what can you do?" Xue Xichen sneered.
Xia Ding's face turned dark and he almost vomited blood.
Everyone was speechless. It was clear that Xue Xichen wanted to bully Xia Ding, but seriously, this could not be considered bullying. After all, they were peers. Xia Ding's defeat and being "bullied" only proved that he was not as good as Xue Xichen.
"A few months ago, when you were rampaging through Nanzhao Mansion and acting arrogantly, did you ever think that this day would come to you?"
Xue Xichen looked at Xia Ding and said in a cold voice: "The Jiuding Royal Court is really overbearing. A mere prince dares to come to Nanzhao to rob someone. Do you really think that if you control Jiuding, you will be the only one in the world?"
Xia Ding was stunned for a moment. He seemed to have heard some clues and frowned: "Did you attack me because of Xu Nianchu?"
The only person they went to Nanzhao Mansion to rob was Xue Nianchu, but they failed in the end and suffered heavy losses.
"There were a lot of people who went to Nanzhao Mansion some time ago. I will take care of them one by one!"
He paused, looked at You Wanxian who was fighting with Xia Mang, his eyes flickered slightly, and said to himself: "Maybe there is no need for me to take action..."
At this time, two figures suddenly emerged from behind "Xingyun". One was a man in his thirties. He had a cold face and was tall and strong. Just standing there, he had an inexplicable powerful aura.
Intimidating.
The other is a child in green clothes, only two feet tall, but his dark hair is neatly combed, and he stands tall with his head tied up. His eyes are dark, and his bones are rotating, very smart and lively.
He looked at Si Wuxie in a red dress, his eyes suddenly brightened, and he hurried over and said with a smile: "Sister, how about you become my brother's wife? By the way, have I ever told you that my brother is Xia