The battle was about to break out, and the surging power of cultivation exploded on the statue of Taotie.

Zhao Wujiang was covered in purple mist, and his hands and feet were filled with purple mist shadows, constantly shaking Lu Xiaojin's attack.

He became more and more shocked as he hit. Each attack of Lu Xiaojin seemed ordinary, but it made his blood boil. It can be imagined that Lu Xiaojin's simple attack contained such a powerful force, which was not simply to ignite the soul.

The realm of fire is comparable.

I'm afraid even the strong ones who have just entered the Venerable realm may not have such an attack.

While Zhao Wujiang became more and more shocked, Lu Xiaojin was also shocked.

Lu Xiaojin didn't expect that Zhao Wuyang, who seemed to be just igniting the fire of his soul, could actually take her attack again and again.

Although she didn't do her best and only used 60% to 70% of the strength, it shocked her.

You know, in the Venerable Realm, she has never encountered a monk who has been attacking her continuously.

Even Zhuge Xiaobai from Wanbao Pavilion had once discussed with her. When facing her offensive, she still used a magical power comparable to a dog-skin plaster to resolve her offensive, and she did not dare to fight her head.

The coldness between Lu Xiaojin's eyebrows gradually melted, and his expression became more and more excited.

It is rare to meet an opponent like Zhao Wuyang and keep fighting with her.

She improved a lot about Zhao Wuyang. Although her mouth was a little frivolous, her strength was not frivolous, but she was very solid.

Especially the vastness of demonic aura, it is comparable to a great demon in the Venerable Realm.

"If you have any skills, it's best to take them out!" Lu Xiaojin and Zhao Wujiang beat each other and took a step back lightly. The black dress fluttered, and she took back her heavenly magic weapon.

Then she gently held her slender jade hand and covered her with a layer of gloves, like black veil.

Lu Xiaojin's momentum became more and more sharp and his expression was extremely solemn, and he regarded Zhao Wujiang as his real opponent.

She rubbed her wrists, her tone was plain:

"My punch may kill you!"

Zhao Wujiang nodded seriously, just as seriously as Lu Xiaojin was speaking.

He knew that Lu Xiaojin was not arrogant, but was really strong and confident.

Zhao Wujiang's right fingers were put together, and a vertical mark appeared in front of him. His temperament became more and more evil. He whispered:

"Divine enlightenment."

"Open the mountain!" Lu Xiaojin punched him, as if the mountain collapsed, and the void was trembling. She punched him within one foot of Zhao Wujiang's body.

"Bang!"

Lu Xiaojin hit a phantom, and her powerful aura bounced back and flew back several feet.

She stabilized her body and Qiu Shui's eyes trembled.

She saw a three-meter-long light and shadow appearing around Zhao Wuyang's body, standing proudly like Zhao Wuyang.

"Dharmas in the world? The Dharma image of the supreme realm?" She exclaimed, but soon she became excited, and even her pretty face became rosy:

"I still underestimate you after all, and it's also a magical power."

She shook her wrist. The force of her punch just now was too strong, causing the sleeves on her right arm to shatter, revealing her jade-like white arms.

She didn't care and recited:

"Create mountains and fill the seas, and subdue demons and kill gods!"

She punched her again, crossing the domain space, and as soon as she finished speaking, she hit Zhao Wujiang's magical appearance.

"Dou!"

A deafening sound rang out from the bronze hall inside the mouth of the Taotie statue, like a bell of Dalu.

Zhao Wujiang's blood surging, he took two steps back and let out a long breath.

Good guy, if it weren't for his magical magic that was powerful enough, Lu Xiaojin would probably have killed him with this punch.

Lu Xiaojin also took a step back, and her fighting spirit became stronger and stronger. She looked at Zhao Wuyang more and more.

"You surprised me." Her eyes were filled with light and she was very excited:

"Come again!"

"Bang."

Before Lu Xiaojin could do anything again, a sound of shattering in her black skirt came.

The black skirt is an armor that reaches the level of the God Treasure, but it cannot withstand her two punches.

Once, the sleeves of his right arm were broken, and this time, the large piece of clothes outside his right body was broken.
Chapter completed!