bump!
With a loud bang, Ren Xiaoyun stepped forward fiercely, and rushed towards Zhuo Fan fiercely. The violent momentum condensed into an iron fist, with fierce murderousness, and instantly came to his face.
The eyelids shook slightly, Zhuo Fan's Qilin arm suddenly stopped, and the fist arms intersected under the bang, Zhuo Fan's body was instantly flew backward with Ren Xiaoyun's punch, no matter how hard the Qi Lin arm was .
The sound of the broken rock shattered one after another, and Zhuo Fan was pressed by Ren Xiaoyun's fist and slid out, a kilometer away.
Frowning slightly, Zhuo Fan 's crimson arm shivered slightly, but Ren Xiaoyun could n't help laughing when he saw this, and he was excited again and again: "Hahaha ... It 's really Zhuo Fan, everyone says you are a monster, The old man didn't believe it, but when I saw it today, it was so. You know, the old man's soul is the cold iron sword spirit, and it is extremely hard. Under the soul, it is even more like a black iron, and it is impossible to block it. It was actually blocked by a little ghost who just broke through the virtual realm, you really are not human! "
"Are you praising me, or are you ironic?"
The body was still dragging backwards, and his arm was trembling because of the power of the punch. Zhuo Fan raised his eyes and glanced coldly at him, his voice indifferent.
With a grin, Ren Xiaoyun flashed a red light in his eyes, and excitedly shouted: "Of course, I praise you. After all, you are the first person in history to block the fist of the soul-melting master as a virtual reality. However, also That's all! "
As soon as the voice fell, Ren Xiaoyun's eyes suddenly condensed, and the vacated hand was also screamed, like an iron hammer, suddenly hitting Zhuofan's head straight from the side.
The fist has not arrived, the momentum is approaching!
Zhuo Fandan felt a horrible bullying, which made him unable to hold his breath, and his entire face was about to be crushed.
The eye pupil couldn't help but shrink fiercely, Zhuo Fan took the opportunity to make a decision, and immediately thought about it, but upon hearing a roar of Long Yin, a red-red dragon's tail had burst out from behind him, pulling hard at that other punch !
"This is your Soul of Dragon, King Red Dragon?"
Unconsciously, Ren Xiaoyun laughed again and again, and did not care at all, even crossing the corner of the mouth with a tyrannical arc: "Unfortunately, no matter how strong the soul is, under the full blow of the master of melting the soul, There is no egg at all! "
boom!
The powerful punch finally rushed hard with the powerful tail.
But when a long Yin wailing sounded, the crimson dragon tail was actually under the iron fist, and was immediately repelled back. Immediately afterwards, he slammed into Zhuo Fan's cheek, and with a bang, Zhuo Fan was shot and flew out of his body, thousands of kilometers away, where he passed, banging and banging, Tianxing Zong's house building was instantly hit by a piece!
hiss!
Can't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and all the people on the scene couldn't help but stunned.
This is the strength of the suzerain ... so strong!
Kill the man with a punch!
"Okay! Father is powerful, Sovereign is powerful!"
Ren Cong couldn't help but staring at all this, and then screamed with excitement, his face full of excitement. The rest of the people listened and bowed down anxiously, saying: "The Sovereign is powerful, the Sovereign is powerful!"
The mountains and rivers are magnificent.
After a while, an elder came to Ren Xiaoyun in an instant and bowed with a smile on his face: "The Sect Master came in more skillfully, I must have broken through again, it is really gratifying!"
"Um, Benzong also feels fast, hehehe ..."
With a chuckle, Ren Xiaoyun raised his finger and pointed in the direction of Zhuo Fan's flight, Youyou said: "Let people go and see, that kid is dead!"
"Hehehe ... how could it not die?"
Shaking his head recklessly, the elder smiled lightly: "The Sect Master personally shot, it was a fluke that the kid could take the next move. If he had a punch in the front, how could he not die?"
"Hey, be careful, this kid is very fatal, hahaha ..."
Reluctantly waved his hand, Ren Xiaoyun laughed loudly, filled with complacency. In fact, he also thought that this punch must have killed Zhuo Fan, just for safety reasons, just look at it again.
If he hadn't died yet, it would be just a matter of one breath.
Paying his respects to Ren Xiaoyun deeply, the elder was full of admiration and patted the horse fart softly: "The Sect Master is really careful and careful, it is the blessing of my Heavenly Sect, and the old one will go to arrange!"
Ren Xiaoyun nodded in satisfaction. The elder waved his hand and asked the two disciples to inspect Zhuo Fan's body.
But such a good thing, seeing the tragic phenomenon of the enemy after death, how could Master Ren let others, so he shouted and anxiously said: "Father, let the children go to check, in case the kid is not dead." , Did you pull a cushion before dying? Did n't the younger brothers suffer? Let me, my brother, go and see. If there is any unexpected situation, it 's better to adapt to it! "
Brother, you really are a hero!
Upon hearing this, all the disciples were moved and looked at Ren Cong with admiration.
But they don't want to think about it. If it is so dangerous to see a corpse capital, why not send an elder to go and have to send disciples to investigate?
This is clearly that the suzerain has determined that Zhuo Fan can no longer get up and is very safe. Ren Cong took the initiative to invite tassels now, but it was nothing more than a show.
However, Ren Xiaoyun appreciates his son's point, when to show, when to shrink his head, this is called Zhijinjin!
"Sect Master, Young Master really commendable, everything is considered for Zong Men disciples, the charge is ahead, really is the blessing of the Sect!" At this time, the elder also gave the father and son a meal in time. Fart, patting Ren Xiaoyun straight, nodded again and again.
"Hehehe ... My child is always so dangerous. As a father, I really care about him!"
"The patriarch said the same, the young patriarch is brave and different from ordinary people. Although it is the breadth of my patriarch, he also cares for the patriarch often, and pitiful parents in the world!" The elder bowed his head slightly, and once again shamelessly touted.
After Ren Xiaoyun gave him a deep look, he laughed again and again. Alas, this elder is not weak, it 's time to enshrine it, hehehe!
Immediately afterwards, he waved his hand and let Ren Cong go to inspect it.
Ren Cong was also in a burst of rejoicing, and he ran to the ruins, where Zhuo Fan was buried, and a sneer crossed his mouth: "Hmph, Zhuo Fan, you have today too. The son will see today, How miserable is your kid's final death. Is it a broken head, or a five-parted corpse, fragmented, hehehe ... "
With that, Ren Cong waved his hand and grabbed it down, trying to grab Zhuo Fan's body.
But at this moment, there was a loud bang, and his hand had not been caught in the ruins. A crimson claw suddenly rushed out of the earth and stone, and one claw caught Ren Cong's head.
what!
A scream rang throughout the sect.
Everyone couldn't help but startled, shaking together, but they just saw somehow, and a person covered with dust was crawling out of the depths of the ruins, ragged and tattered. And on his right hand, he was clutching a familiar figure, it was their young master, Ren Cong!
"Conger!"
Eye pupil couldn't help but shrunk fiercely, Ren Xiaoyun yelled out loud, and then looked at the figure in the ruin, but his heart jumped, and it was incredible: "Zhuo ... Zhuo Fan, you got an old man One punch, not even dead? "
Turning his head slowly, Zhuo Fan looked at him coldly, and with a puff, he couldn't help but spit out a crimson blood, but he chuckled recklessly: "Dead? I am an undead, you can kill me again Not successful? "
He said, but when a dragon chant sounded, a blood-red dragon head appeared beside Zhuo Fan.
"This ... how is this possible?"
With a slight shock in his body, Ren Xiaoyun couldn't believe it: "After being punched by a master of my soul-melting realm, this spirit is safe and sound. How could the spirit be so strong that it is absolutely impossible!"
With a deep glance at him, Zhuo Fan could n't help but sneer: "It 's rare and weird, how strong the soul is, and it depends entirely on the cultivation method. As for this dragon soul, other changes may not be able to exert the true power of the dragon spirit, only its The origin of the change, just show its power! "
With that, the red faucet changed into a golden dragon head, and the flaming flames could not stop blowing out.
Moreover, the momentum of the whole body was more than ten times stronger than before. Even, this momentum is imminent to the soul master!
Burning the Golden Dragon King is the true strongest form of the Dragon Soul. The only beast soul between the heaven and the earth can resist the master of melting soul realm!
Seeing this scene, Ren Xiaoyun and others couldn't help but be completely stunned.
They were able to stop the Master of Melting Soul Realm's full blow, and the God of Soul was unharmed, but they saw it for the first time. It stands to reason that the soul-melting realm is the nemesis of the soul, but now, this soul is already too strong!
Ooo ...
Ren Cong struggled constantly in Zhuo Fan's hands, making a low roar, crying for help and wailing.
Ren Xiaoyun heard this, and then reacted again. His son was still in the hands of others, and he could not help shouting, "Zhuo Fan, let my son go, or else ..."
Snapped!
However, without waiting for him to continue, Zhuo Fan was thrown away, and Ren Cong was thrown to the Golden Dragon King behind him. The huge dragon's head was also a huge mouth, and immediately swallowed Ren Cong's body completely. The sharp minions bite, and immediately the blood flew, scattered, and even splashed on Zhuo Fan's face.
However, Zhuo Fan didn't mind, he didn't even wipe, just smiled coldly, it seemed so strange and evil charm, people looked at it, shudder!
Ren Cong's body also shook a few times before completely stopped moving.
Because he was directly bitten by the Golden Dragon King, Ren Cong 's soul could not escape, but was torn and bitten by the Golden Dragon King!
Looking at his son's red blood, slowly sliding down the corner of the dragon's mouth, Ren Xiaoyun couldn't help shaking, completely stunned.
It was only after a little while that both fists couldn't help but squeeze in, his eyes turned red, and his teeth screamed Zhuofan's name ...