War God Asura

"Hahahaha, well, have a backbone."

"But do you really think that with the current you, you can fight me Dongfang Xiaotian? It seems that you really don't understand the strength of the Emperor Shura." Dongfang Xiaotian laughed wildly, his smile full of contempt for Xingjue .

"If you don't try it, how do you know that I am not your opponent?"

Suddenly, the black flame wings behind Xing Jue suddenly instigated, and then disappeared like light. The speed was so fast that even Dongfang Xiaotian couldn't react.

"call"

And when Dongfang Xiaotian reacted, a fist burning with black inflammation appeared in front of him, and it was gradually enlarging at this moment, rushing straight to his face.

"Drink"

But Dongfang Xiaotian is not afraid of danger, not dodge or hide, but a backhand punch.

The moment he shot, the whole world trembled, as if the world couldn't bear his punch.

This is no longer the power that simple combat skills can emit, because this is a punch of the Asura war emperor. In front of him, there is almost nothing that can stop him.

"Boom boom boom"

Two punches facing each other are destined to shake the world.

The sky began to disintegrate, and the earth began to tear apart, and even the Sanctuary League Mansion, which was equipped with ancient formations everywhere, could not stop this change.

The cracks in the earth have surpassed the canyon, and the deep magma surging out like an angry fire dragon.

Mountains and rivers were razed to the ground, mountains and rivers were turned into ruins, and there were traces of destruction everywhere, as if the whole world was collapsing.

And this power is just the result of a simple punch by the two.

The flaming red magma was tumbling, burning with scorching flames, and rushed to the ground like a flood, rushing violently.

The rolling mountains collapsed, the emerald trees turned into a sea of ​​fire, and there were sounds of disaster everywhere, and the end of the world was no more than that.

Fortunately, the disciples and elders of the Sanctuary League Mansion are not ordinary people, not to mention that ordinary water and fire are hard to hurt, even simple formations are difficult to deal with.

It's just that they can bear the changes in the world, but they can hardly resist the ripples caused by Xing Jue and Dongfang Xiaotian.

In an instant, no matter whether it was an elder or a disciple, they no longer flee to the distance of the penalty platform, but directly flew into the sky, wanting to enter the sanctuary and thoroughly execute the two attack circles.

"Interesting, you can actually take my punch. It seems that you really have the power comparable to the Shura Emperor."

"The Soul Eater is indeed a terrifying race, but the more it is, the less it can let you leave alive."

The penalty platform area of ​​the Sanctuary League Mansion was already completely unrecognizable. Above the fiery sky, Dongfang Xiaotian smiled at Xing Jue in the distance, and there was a taste of appreciation in his eyes.

"If I want to leave, I rely on you, I can't stop it at all." Xing Jue said with a sarcastic smile.