"Does Liu Pingdong really think I'm a paper-based palm?!"

As the lightning flashed, Liu Pingdong's legs quickly rose to the ground, and a huge handprint was printed in his palm to push away the raindrops in the sky and hit Yang Cheng. After that, layers of power ripples spread out throughout the sky, and in an instant, he walked towards Yang Cheng with a covering of rain.

Bang!

The red rotating flames and the palm energy spreading spread violently collided in the air, and everyone's ears were filled with the sound of two forces colliding.

This time, the power collision made Liu Dongcheng take several steps to stabilize his body. Liu Dongping looked at the face with fighting spirit and said, "The Twelve Peaks of Heavenly Dao are truly worthy of their reputation!

Yang Cheng sneered: "Stop talking nonsense!" After that, Yang Cheng's body rotated rapidly again, and the flames around him surrounded him in strips, running towards Liu Pingdong. Liu Dongping looked at Yang Cheng's rapid flame, took a deep breath, and let out a low voice. Two mists rose in the palm of his palm, and then his palms suddenly closed in front of his chest. When Yang Cheng was about to reach the front, his body suddenly exploded, and the energy of the two fists huddled out wildly, turning into a crazy giant palm print to cover Yang Cheng.

Yang Cheng saw the light arrow coming, and there was no intention of avoiding it. He raised his hands suddenly, and a flame burst out from his fist. Then he suddenly stretched out his body, raised the burning foot and kicked it vertically towards Liu Pingdong.

Bang! Yang Cheng's pair of flame-shaped legs kicked Liu Pingdong's chest heavily. Liu Pingdong's whole body flew backwards, and the blood spurted out from his mouth drew a red red line in the air, and then was washed away by the rain.

Yang Cheng's eyes, whose flames dissipated, locked tightly like electricity, and the group of people facing gray in the Zhang family.

"Kill!" With the order of the left command of the Blood Sect leader Yan Luo Yang Cheng, dozens of figures standing in the heavy rain raised the sharp sword in their hand with silver light and ran towards the Zhang family. As each sword light was passed out, a trace of blood rain rose in the air.

"Retreat!" Feeling the sound of the neat and heavy footsteps of the team, a cold light flashed in front of Yang Cheng's eyes. With his arm waving, the children of the Blood Sect stopped the killing in their hands and disappeared in the black rainy night.

"Crack!"

The heavy rain outside was getting heavier and louder, and the thunder became louder and louder.

Xiangshan, who put down the phone in his hand, frowned. When the troops he sent to the Zhang family arrived at the Zhang family, except for Zhang Yucheng and the general manager of the Zhang family, all the Zhang family members, including dozens of security personnel, were destroyed, which made Xiangshan's expression solemn.

However, when Xiangshan watched as he pushed the door in, Taoist Qingfeng with a slightly tired look on his face, he hurriedly walked forward.

Taoist Qingfeng looked at Xiangshan and nodded slightly. Xiangshan's laughter suddenly sounded like a child in the entire Xiang family. No one can compare to Xiangshan's love for Xiangyufeng. This is not just because Xiang Yufeng is his grandson of Xiangshan, but also Xiangshan saw a demonic energy in Xiangyufeng that he was not afraid of anything and dared to break through anything. No matter how the world changes again, the strong will always be the unchanging law of this world. How could Xiangshan, who believes in the law of such a strong, not love Xiang Yufeng, who regards this law as his goal?

Xiangshan didn't care about the fact that he had been with Taoist Qingfeng and made more noises, so he spread his legs and ran towards the place where Xiangyu Peak was. But he didn't know that his grandson had undergone a major change at this moment. Taoist Qingfeng's eyes, which were always extremely kind in the past, had a deep sense of worry and coldness.

Priest Qingfeng looked at the thick dark rainy night and murmured to himself: Is the Demon Star still unable to suppress it? Is the bloody historical scene really going to be staged again?

Xiang Yufeng was lying quietly on the bed. Although there was still no sound, there was a strange change in his body at this moment. A stunning purple light was swimming around his body. As the purple light wandered, Xiang Yufeng's originally black hair appeared from time to time, and then silver hair took root and sprouted on Xiang Yufeng's head. It was as if it was part of Xiang Yufeng's body.

Xiang Yufeng, who was silent, began to become brighter under the irradiation of the purple light, and then a white light that was even larger and brighter than the purple light ball appeared. The white light, the purple light ball, and the two different colors of light seemed to be like enemies meeting each other, confronting Xiang Yufeng's body. Then the purple light ball first launched an attack and rushed towards the white light ball that was far larger than it.

"Bang!"

The collision of the two forces made Xiang Yufeng's entire body tremble violently, but the two forces of purple and white did not stop. After the first fight, the two forces of color confronted each other again, and then the purple and white light began to rotate like a desperate attempt. With each rotation, circles of halos appeared. Then the two forces of purple and white stopped rotating at the same time. A loud sound like a lion roaring, emanating from the two forces, colliding violently and madly with a crazy roar.

"Boom!"

The sky on Xiang’s villa suddenly seemed to have turned into daylight, with dazzling light everywhere, and a storm mixed with white and purple passed through Xiang Yufeng’s body through the roof and headed straight into the sky.

A thunder sounded again in the sky, accompanied by the thunder were countless flashes! The thunder falling from the sky exploded above Xiang's home. With the rumbling sound, the entire zenith villa was shaken heavily, and the ground even trembled slightly.

After the thunder exploded, Xiang Yufeng had always closed his eyes and suddenly opened his eyes, and his whole body stood up straight. The eyes that were originally distinctly black and white had long been replaced by a piece of purple. An extremely powerful bloody murderous intent appeared dazzlingly, and lights shook the soul.

But Xiang Yufeng's face was not as angry as a human being. All he had was endless coldness, and the coldness was so cold that the silver hair that had grown earlier began to fade away from its color, and a layer of charming purple hair began to grow and extend to the waist.
Chapter completed!