"die!"

Su Yizhao was so anxious that he clenched his right fist and punched it fiercely.

"Boom!"

There was a loud noise, and Su Yizhao immediately flew backwards.

Two punches collided, and he was completely defeated!

He felt a huge force enter his body from his right hand.

In an instant, the sleeves turned into ashes, the profound energy in the Dantian was chaotic, and the internal organs felt cramping. In the Zi Mansion, thousands of soul attacks were fired at the soul villain.

One punch, with three attacks.

This is the power of the Seven Gods Realm, and this is also a sign before entering the Void Realm!

This middle-aged man is already at the peak of the Seven Gods Realm!

Su Yizhao said "Wow wow" and sprayed blood.

The shadows in the sky disappeared instantly.

At this time, it is truly a time of life and death.

The middle-aged man was very confident and did not pursue!

Su Yizhao suddenly had a turning point.

He exclaimed: "Escape!"

When the middle-aged man saw that not only was he not dead, but he could also shout, his eyes couldn't help but show admiration again.

Dzogchen magic!

Even the boxing skills are perfect!

To rebuild the order of cultivating immortals in the mainland, we really need this kind of talent!

"What a pity!"

The middle-aged man sighed and disappeared again.

Su Yizhao felt something in his heart. He looked up and saw twenty feet in front of him, a middle-aged man who was leisurely waiting for him to fall into a trap.

Su Yizhao shouted in a low voice: "Earth Sword Technique!"

The nine flying swords instantly transformed into thousands of sword lights and were arranged in a mysterious umbrella shape in front of him.

The middle-aged man leisurely punched me in the air.

A huge fist condensed in the air, roaring and arriving in an instant.

"Bang bang bang bang...!"

There was no time to dodge, and his fist hit the golden umbrella.

The rapidly rotating golden light kept cutting the fist, making a harsh "clang" sound.

Su Yizhao felt a strong force coming from him, and he couldn't help but retreat sharply.

In spiritual consciousness, the middle-aged man disappeared again.

When he reappeared, he was already standing ten feet behind him. He raised his fist and punched him again.

A monk in the Seven God Realm can actually achieve this!

Su Yizhao was pushed back by the huge force in front, and another fist hit his vest from behind.

At this time, the golden umbrella was broken into pieces.

He squeezed his hands quickly, and in his Dantian, the six nodes of a regular hexagon burst out with profound energy.

Dzogchen "Ice Shield Technique".

Dzogchen "Arabesque".

On his back, a foot-thick ice shield instantly appeared, and countless arm-thick vines circled towards the fist in the void.

"It's Dzogchen again! Boy, you will die today!"

The middle-aged man no longer had admiration in his eyes.

Being able to practice all spells to perfection is definitely a formidable enemy!

"Puff...!"

The vines shattered, and the fist broke through the vines with a fierce force.

Su Yizhao's eyes were filled with joy.

The shadow of the fist has faded!

"boom!"

The faded shadow of the fist hit the ice shield, and the ten-foot-thick ice shield shattered instantly.

However, the shadow of the fist has completely disappeared.

Su Yizhao still felt uneasy when suddenly, the middle-aged man disappeared again.

Su Yizhao's expression changed drastically.

All I saw above, below, left and right were the fists of middle-aged men.

Fist shadows filled the sky, with him as the center, roaring towards him!

His eyes widened.

The pool of profound energy in Dantian is boiling rapidly.

As he breathed, he was surrounded by layers of ice shields one foot thick, and vines all over the sky were entangled towards the fist shadow.

"Boom boom boom...!"

Loud noises were heard, and ice shards were flying everywhere.

The dark night has gradually dissipated.

The first light shines out from the east.

The middle-aged man didn't believe in evil and attacked crazily.

Su Yizhao used all his strength to defend.

The fierce attack and defense between the two reached a climax from the beginning, and the scope became wider and wider.

Feng Manyin and Huacheng both looked fearful and stayed away automatically.

Suddenly.

Su Yizhao actually closed his eyes.

The magic of Dzogchen has already shown that it is extremely familiar.

As long as the mind moves, the spell will be cast immediately.

Logically speaking, there should be no familiar feeling anymore.

But now, he actually has it!

Tao is everywhere, as big as heaven and earth and as small as dust.

But, what is Tao?

Suddenly, he opened his eyes.

Tao is the rule!

He laughed loudly and instantly launched his nine flying swords.

At this moment, he realized it!

The Great Perfection of "Heavenly Sword Art"!

In the darkness before dawn, nine flying swords flashed with golden light.

Suddenly, the golden light dissipated, as if melting into the golden sunlight, without any trace left.

The middle-aged man felt the sunshine approaching, and his eyes blinked rapidly.

But at this moment, the hair on his body stood up.

As if shrouded in a great crisis, in a hurry, he punched the sun a hundred times in a row.

The silvery right fist met the sunshine.

"Ding!"

A soft sound.

Su Yizhao looked intently at his fist.

I saw a small hole the size of a pinhole appearing in the dense silver light on my fist.
To be continued...