War God Asura

"Don't worry, Senior Sister Wang, with me, no one can hurt you." Xing Jue slowly turned his head and said to Wang Yanran with a smile.

And of course, after seeing Xing Jue's confident smile, Wang Yanran's body trembled. For some reason, an inexplicable feeling surged in her heart at this moment.

Seeing Xing Jue's determination to stop him, the disciple of the Nether Palace finally got angry, and then strode forward, hitting Xing Jue with a fierce punch.

But facing this heavy punch, Xing Jue's body didn't even move, but let him blast.

"boom"

In a punch, Xing was not only unscathed, but he hadn't even moved half a step. Seeing this scene, the disciple of the Nether Palace was even more shocked, and his face instantly became wonderful.

"Your fist is too weak, let you see what a fist is," Xing Jue smiled slightly and said to the disciple with a stunned look.

Immediately, with a wave of his right arm, a heavy punch containing a powerful and mighty spirit hit the disciple's chest severely.

"boom"

When the disciple reacted, Xing Jue's punch had already hit his chest severely.The disciple spewed out a mouthful of blood instantly, and then his whole body flew upside down like a kite with a broken string, and finally slammed on the ground and passed out.

Facing this scene, not only the disciples of the Netherworld Hall, but also Wang Yanran also had an incredible look. It was not until a moment later that she slowly woke up from the shock, and then appeared on the beautiful face. A rare smile.

And the disciples of the Nether Palace were not fools, and at this moment they naturally saw the extraordinary strength of Xing Jue.Then he became more cautious.

Suddenly, a disciple headed by Nether Hall called out loudly.

At his order, the other four disciples also stood behind him one after the other, in a straight line.

And the strong energy between both hands began to emanate, and finally hit the disciple in front of the back fiercely, and as the palm of the hand touched, Dao Dao's strange energy was slowly introduced from his arms. In the opponent's body.

The same is true for the following three people, only the headed disciple stood still, closing his eyes tightly, and at the same time his strength started to soar in an instant, and finally reached the level of a high-rank martial master.

After that disciple's strength increased to a high-rank martial master, the three disciples behind him all collapsed to the ground weakly.

"There is such a weird technique," Xing Jue said in shock as he looked at the disciple of the Nether Hall who had raised his strength to a high-ranking martial master in that instant.

Although the power gained by this disciple at this moment was a bit unstable compared to the power gained by his own soul explosion.

But this kind of technique that can increase strength is already extremely terrifying. After all, the four middle-rank martial masters, compared with a high-rank martial master, still have a big gap, especially those who are good at fighting have gained this kind of power. The latter is even more terrifying.