Yes, I definitely didn’t intend to deceive you. If I think the risk is too great, we can just let go of our previous agreement."

Xiang Long snorted coldly: "Do you think I'm afraid of Feng Fulong?"

"That's not what I meant. My eldest brother has unparalleled magical powers and is invincible with his Zhenwu Shenquan. How can Feng Fulong, a mere evil dragon, be my opponent?" Lin Hongyin said.

Xiang Long's eyes shot out with a sharp look, and the domineering aura on his body surged wildly. The color of the sky changed, and the void twisted. His fists crackled and he said calmly: "That's all. Since I promised you, I will definitely do it.

, go down."

Xiang Long took one step forward and fell from the clouds.

Lin Hongyin followed.

Standing in front of Jidao Mountain, Xiang Long's spiritual mind sensed the majestic spiritual light, which indeed felt as vast as the sea. However, the Zhenwu Shenmen used martial arts to establish the Tao, and had always been fierce and domineering, brave and diligent, and only believed in its own pair of divine fists.

He said coldly: "It's difficult to break through the Heavenly Lord, but I don't believe it. If I want to break through it, let's see if your formation is strong or my divine fist is invincible."

Xiang Long roared suddenly, and endless fighting spirit surged between heaven and earth. A huge and domineering divine figure appeared above Xiang Long's head, almost as high as the towering Jidao Mountain. It was not a true spirit, but

It is the war spirit condensed by Xiang Long's endless fighting spirit, roaring up to the sky, like an ancient god and demon.

He took a step forward, and his right fist roared out like an arrow shooting into the sun.

The terrifying fist roared and roared.

Everyone saw that the overbearing war spirit shadow acted in unison with Xiang Long, and unleashed a peerless punch. The black hole-like fist mark was like a meteor falling from the sky, hitting the infinite spiritual light that shrouded Jidao Mountain.

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Boom!

A loud noise like a nuclear explosion shattered the sky.

Endless sound waves swept across, and then the terrifying fist force crazily impacted on Jidao Mountain. The vast spiritual light activated the nine-day starlight, condensing the terrifying star sword shadow, penetrating the void and striking down on the fist seal.

Click!

The fist seal shattered, and the terrifying sword shadow directly hit Xiang Long.

Thump thump thump!

Xiang Long was forced to retreat hundreds of miles.

He lowered his hands, and bright red blood dripped down his arms and fell to the ground.

With one blow, Xiang Long, the leader of the Zhenwu Shenmen, was actually injured.

This scene was also seen by those who were peering into Jidao Mountain, and they were extremely shocked.

Xiang Long is hailed as the God of War by the Kyushu Immortal Cultivation Circle. He is extremely powerful and is recognized as a fighting madman. Even among the giants of Kyushu, few people dare to provoke him. He is also one of the few people who has ever fought against giants. It is said that he once fought against the Fenglei Sect.

The sect master and the master of the Black Soul Sect have all taken action.

All win.

This shows how strong Xiang Long is.

However, such a powerful being could not shake the Jidaoshan Formation, and was instead injured by the counterattack.

"Brother Xiang, are you okay?" Lin Hongyin rushed over.

Xiang Long's eyes were fixed on Jidao Mountain. He stretched out his hand and licked the blood in his hand, with war in his eyes: "What's wrong with me? Watch me break it!"

Xiang Long's body creaked, and his whole body expanded like a sponge. His body grew several times larger. Terrifying energy and blood rose into the sky. The war spirit turned into blood red, and Xiang Long's skin became as black as iron.
Chapter completed!