War God Asura

"Haha, well, courageous, in that case, don't blame the old man for bullying the younger generation!" Seeing Xing Jue really wanted to fight with him, the old man laughed a lot, and at the same time suddenly shot.

"Whhhhhhhhhh"

In an instant, the sky was covered with dark clouds, and there was a heavy snowfall of goose feathers. The heavy snow condensed into countless ice and snow sharp weapons, like arrows in the sky, bursting at Xingjue overwhelmingly.

Chapter 728—A sincere invitation

"What kind of combat skill is this affecting the changes in the world? This is the power of Shura Wuzun?"

Looking at the sky, everyone in the Promise Court was shocked by the offensive launched by the yellow-haired old man. At this moment, they all had a cold sweat for Xing Jue.

"Weng"

But just as everyone was worried, when Xing Juexiu ran away with a wave, a majestic Shura power burst out. Only listening to the crackling roar in the sky, Xing Jue actually swept the sky full of ice and snow. Defend all the weapons.

"There are two things, I want to see how you can take over my combat skills."

The yellow-haired old man snorted coldly, and when he held his fist against Xingjue, he punched in the air. As soon as the fist shook the sky, it seemed to penetrate everything, and it was several times more empty and terrifying than the previous snow and ice.

"Hey"

The old man's combat skill was an intermediate-level combat skill of the imperial rank, and its power was not trivial, but the old man hadn't cultivated to the fullest and was still vulnerable to Xing Jue.

"Break it for me!" Xing Jue shouted loudly, the golden palm prints were already condensed in the air, and the giant fist was smashed in a flash.

"How is it possible? This is at least a mid-level imperial combat technique. How can he master such a mysterious combat technique?" Seeing his combat skills were easily resolved by Xingjue, the face of the yellow-haired old man finally became serious, but the next moment , He was completely stunned.

"Whhhhhhhhhh"

With one palm hit, Xing Jue did not leave his hand, and several palms burst out from the air continuously, and only the afterimages could be seen. At the same time, countless golden palm prints were already gathered in the air, facing the yellow-haired old man. Smashed down.

At this moment, the sky was full of golden light, and the wind and clouds were surging, like a dazzling sunset into the world, stabbing everyone in the Promise Court to open their eyes. In fact, these powers were beyond their ability to bear.

The disciples and elders began to retreat again and again. Some people were already dizzy or even vomiting blood. In this case, Hong Qiang had to put up an enchantment to resist the pain, and then the four elders and Fang Lianyi and other disciples could finally resist this. Power.

Xing Jue's attack was like a torrential rain of meteors, covering the sky, disrupting the world, and almost blocking the yellow-haired old man's escape route.

The yellow-haired old man has no room to escape. According to Xing Jue's estimation, it is only this set of infinite control that can completely defeat the old man.

"Zila la la ~~~" But at this moment, only hearing a piercing thunderous sound suddenly came, and when he fixed his eyes, Xing Jue's face changed greatly.