War God Asura

But in any case, the release of the power of blood represents a person's last fight. Right now, the Twelve Marshals of Tianguan are in this situation.

"To force the Twelve Commanders of Tianguan to such a degree, this Xing Jue is really a monster."

This time, Mo said that the onlookers were amazed, even many elders were full of emotion, and the old eyes were full of complexity and scheming.

The strength of Xing Jue is enough to make each pass be moved. If such a disciple can use it for himself, it is best, if it is for others, then it is a different matter.

"Puff, puff, puff, puff, puff..."

Suddenly, the twelve muffled sounds sounded continuously, and the twelve commanders in Tianguan were all vomiting blood.

At this moment, many elders are ready to take action, no matter what, they will not let their excellent disciples die by the hands of others.

However, as an elder, you must be compelled and cannot interfere with the disciples' discussions, otherwise you will lose face. After all, this is equivalent to showing others that your own disciples are inferior to others and need the help of the elders.

Therefore, the elders of Tianguan at this moment are all waiting, waiting for the best opportunity to not only save their own disciples, but also have enough excuses to punish Xingjue.

"Om"

However, what everyone did not expect was that when those countless Wuji palms were about to hit the twelve marshals of Tianguan, they suddenly disappeared.

After a while, the light from the sky was not completely gone, and even the space cracks were restored as before, it was not like having experienced a great battle.

At this moment, many disciples were at a loss, but only those elders were once again admiring Xingjue.

Because they knew that it was not that the previous attack was gone, but that Xing Jue absorbed his own attack through the powerful spatial force.

However, this kind of spatial power is not something that Shura Battle Soul can display, which naturally proves the extraordinary nature of Xing Jue again.

"Brothers, let's take it."

Xing Jue won, but did not show the arrogance of the winner, but with a humble smile on his face, he bowed his hand to the twelve handsome of Tianguan.

Xing Jue is giving them a step down and giving them the last face. Naturally, this is not because Xing Jue is afraid of them, but because her beloved Li Xiaohan is in the sky.

"Huh, Xing Jue, you don't want to be cheap and behave well."

However, the twelve marshals of Tianguan had already lost face, and at the moment they didn't accept Xingjue's affection.

"Yes, you don't want to think that my Celestial Pass is inferior to your Soul Pass disciple, you know, my Celestial Pass's strongest disciple hasn't shot yet."

"That's right, Brother Yiming, as the leader of my Tianguan disciples, if he makes a move, he will surely blow your ass."

The twelve marshals of Tianguan actually turned their eyes to Yoshiaki below, even some elders.

After all, right now, only Yoshiaki can save the face of Tianguan.