War God Asura

"Bang" with the palms of the fists, a terrifying ripple spread rapidly, and Luo Cheng was knocked into the air by Xing Jue's palm. A mouthful of blood spurted out and flew upside down, and finally flew out more than ten meters before he flew heavily. Luo Cheng fell to the ground. At this moment, Luo Cheng's face had become pale and weak, and his right arm had been broken. He looked at Xing Jue with a grim look.

Although Luo Cheng was seriously injured, Xing Jue did not stop there. As soon as he moved his body, he rushed to Luo Cheng and punched Luo Cheng in the chest. "Puff" was another mouthful of blood. , Luo Cheng finally passed out helplessly.

After beating Luo Cheng to half-death, Xing Jue dissipated the gust of wind, and slowly stood up.

Looking at the Xing Jue who stood up slowly, everyone's eyes were filled with incredible and fearful colors. They couldn't think of it. The inconspicuous boy in front of them completely turned the "Luo Cheng" on the elite list. Defeated.

Xing Jue turned slightly and swept his clever gaze at the people present, and anyone who was swept by his gaze would take a step back. The fear in his heart was self-evident.

In the end, Xing Jue fixed his gaze on the Bazimei disciple, and the disciple was trembling when Xing Jue saw that he shivered.

"From today on, anyone who strikes at my brother again will have a slight fate," Xing Jue said coldly, pointing to Luo Cheng who had died under his crotch.

Immediately in the fearful eyes of everyone, he slowly walked out of the cultivation pavilion.

And since today, the name of Xing Jue has suddenly sounded in this cabinet...

In the depths of the cabinet, there is a magnificent and extremely luxurious hall. The golden dragon, jade and phoenix patterns are carved everywhere in the hall, giving a majestic aura, but on the other hand, it also reveals the ambition of the owner of the hall. .

At the moment in the hall, a majestic black-haired old man sat on the dragon chair directly above.At the bottom of the hall, a disciple was kneeling on his knees, grieving.

"Master, that Xingjue is really too rampant, and I ask Master to be the master of the disciple." The disciple said humblely to the black-haired old man, and this is the one who was severely injured by the punishment. to make".