Sun Bubai held the iron pillar and threw it at Wang Yue.
The space was shattered like a mirror.
The 2000-meter-long iron pillar traversed the sky.
Who wouldn't be shocked to see it?Many low-level monks are not even stable.
"I'm afraid you won't make it?" Wang Yue raised his fist, and struck out a fist mark, which hit the bottom of the iron pillar.
The sky bell shook the world, and the sound of the impact shattered the clouds in a radius of two hundred miles.
The aura surged, and monks below the Dragon Transformation Realm, even if they were standing on the ground, were pushed back tens of meters by the surging aura before they could stand firm.
"Roar!" The berserk Sun Bubai is more like a wild beast that has lost his mind, with scarlet eyes, roaring and throwing iron pillars at Wang Yue continuously, dare to fight with me, I will smash you into meat paste!
Wang Yue displayed the Emperor's Manual of the Wang family, and the purple fist marks smashed through the void, and blasted towards the iron pillar one after another, a sense of sight of a brave man fighting a wild beast.
Ji Yi took out a pack of sunflower seeds from Najie, and it seems that the problem is not serious, so let's take a look first.
"Ah." Ji Ziyan opened her small mouth, and Ji Yi understood that it was time to feed.
After fighting for a quarter of an hour, Sun Qiubai's momentum did not weaken at all, which surprised many spectators.
"This monkey, so long-lasting? Have you taken medicine?"
"Ah, what medicine can last? Fellow Daoist, please talk here."
"Two friends, good things should be shared together."
A large group of men hid in a corner and whispered, and they all said that they had gained a lot.
Sure enough, communication is the best way to solve problems.
"How did you go berserk for so long?" Wang Yue asked doubtfully.
"Do you think everyone is a second boy like you?" Sun Qiubai said contemptuously.
"Bastard!" Wang Yue was furious, and at the same time, he had new doubts in his heart, who leaked the news?
"Are you angry at what I said?" Sun Qiubai grinned.
"Do you think I can't do anything to you if you become mad? It's ridiculous!" Wang Yue punched again, and a purple fist was struck again, but this fist was nearly three times stronger.
The word "fight" simulates all attacks.
This is the supernatural power of boxing that he imitated a top king of the Wang family.
Although he has not completely simulated it, his power should not be underestimated.
The fist print hit the iron pillar again, and Sun Qiubai was knocked back again, even the iron pillar was almost thrown out.
Wang Yue flew high, and punched Wang Yue one after another.
Poor Sun Bubai, whose mountain-like figure was knocked back continuously.
"It turns out that being big and lasting doesn't necessarily work.
The key is to be strong enough." A middle-aged man was thoughtful, and all the fellow Taoists around him nodded, as if they had found comfort in their lives.
"Come out and mess around, remember not to be so arrogant, little monkey." Wang Yue looked contemptuous at the moment, and Sun Qiubai was so angry that he yelled.
"Bastard, do you know what is the most important thing when you come out to hang out? One is that there are many people, and the other is loyalty.
Brother Ji, help!" Sun Qiubai returned to his original appearance, and he fell next to Ji Yi in a tumble.
Speed, ordinary kings are dumbfounded when they see it.
"Brother Ji, fellow Daoist Ji, I'll beat you to death on it, so it's not good for you to eat melon seeds here." Sun Qiubai said speechlessly.
"Don't pay attention to these details, we are just admiring the majestic posture of Brother Sun." Ji Yi argued.
"Brother Ji still has vision, let's not hide it from Brother Ji, if I hadn't been in a bad state today, I would definitely have hit him with the trick above." Sun Qiubai was praised and felt that he was doing well again.
"Pohou, I'm just standing here.
I want to see how you beat me until I cry, or the three of you can fight together." At this moment, Wang Yue looked like a winner, and he didn't say a word.
Keep an eye on people.
"Brother Ji, so you can bear it? If I were you, I couldn't bear it."
"It seems that he mainly targets you."
"Aiming at me is not targeting you? Don't forget we are a team now."
"Why didn't you expect that you had two teammates when you caused trouble?" Ji Yi was speechless, and he was convinced by the old sixth.
"Why, dare not? A group of cowards, hurry back to the family and be a good baby.
It's too dangerous outside, not suitable for those of you who haven't quit breastfeeding." Wang Yue sneered, finally showing a little brainless appearance like a villain.
"You Wang family can't afford to hire a teacher? No matter how you speak, you sound like a mentally handicapped person." Ji Yi said.
"Boy, you are courting death."
"I keep repeating these few sentences.
Is it the author's failure, or are you just a mentally handicapped character?" Ji Yi raised his head, as if he saw the handsome author through the barrier of the universe, and immediately dispelled his doubts about the author.
"Sharp-toothed guy, die!" Wang Yue was too lazy to say, and punched towards Ji Yi, carrying a series of space cracks.
Before the fist arrived, the wind of the fist had cut the earth three feet away, Ji Yi's body was moved by the wind, and Wang Yue's fist brushed past the tip of his nose.
"Boom, boom, boom!" Wang Yue kept throwing punches, but Ji Yi always dodged it lightly, and every punch was a hair's breadth away.
Wang Yue continued to speed up his attack, his fist had already turned into a phantom, and Ji Yi's figure had also turned into a phantom.
People combined swords, swords were like wind, and shadows followed wind swords, Ji Yi's new supernatural powers.
The faster the punch, the harder it is to hit the fallen leaves blowing in the wind.
"Bastard, do you just hide?" Wang Yue became impatient after missing the attack for a long time.
"Sure enough, you are mentally retarded.
You didn't hide when you were beaten? Your brain was broken when you were young!" Ji Yi scorned.
"Go to hell!" Wang Yue roared, and punched out again, a series of punches covering all directions, how do you hide this time?
As soon as Ji raised his hand, his body was covered by the sword glow, and with a light push, the sword glow met the fist mark tit for tat.
The fist is like a mountain, and every blow of the thick fist can explode a mountain.
The sword is like the wind, and the raging and violent hurricane can turn a high mountain into nothingness.
The cracks in the void spread, and the figures of Ji Yi and Wang Yue disappeared before everyone's eyes, because the cracks in the void had swallowed up all the light.
Wang Yue launched the "fight" tactic, and a fist print with three times its power soared, wrapped in void cracks, and smashed over like a mountain crushing the top.
A hurricane appeared in Ji Yi's eyes.
If one looked carefully, the hurricane was formed by the gathering of countless tiny sword glows.
Ji Yi's eyes lighted up, a hurricane of sword light blocked the fist mark, thunder was like a flood dragon, electricity was like a giant snake, the sword light pierced the fist mark, and thunder light spread all over the sky.
Even the cracks in the void couldn't cover up the flash of light, the sword was like a thunder dragon, swift and violent, a dragon-shaped sword light carried the thunder and lightning that pierced the void, and swept towards Wang Yue.
This was more than that, Ji Yi raised his hand lightly again, and sword glows surrounded him, and there were more and more sword glows, and soon, the sky with a radius of ten miles was covered by sword glows.
The silver sword lights shone with silver light, and under the blowing of the wind, they collided with each other and made a "ding ding ding" sound.
With Ji Yi's current state, coupled with the sword energy condensed by the supreme sword body, it is comparable to the true spirit.
The sword is almost the same.
"It turns out that what he said is not necessarily false." The old man who advised Ji Yi to guard against arrogance and impetuosity, saw Ji Yi's divine power at this moment, and finally began to believe Ji Yi's words.
You can't believe it, he saw countless supernatural powers in the countless sword glows, and a sword glow represented a supernatural power, "How many sword powers has he mastered?" The old man was silent, feeling that he and himself This kind of peerless evildoer's chasm.