The Eternal Immortal Body can knock away the Holy Son of Sirius with one punch, and he can do the same.

Where is this?

How many more are there behind?

In the end, it will be him who ends it.

The legend of the eternal undefeated lineage will also be broken by him.

As expected.

Troublemakers, they are very steady.

Even more stable than the three of them, there are Kuang Yingjie, such as the Holy Son of Heavenly Wolf. He can beat him into a pulp with one palm. He can do it, but the Eternal Immortal Body can't do it? It's just leaving a little strength.

"Holy Son."

The elders of the Sirius lineage have gone to the rock wall to pick up the Holy Son of Sirius.

The guy had fainted, and he didn't know whether he was really fainting or just pretending to sleep.

It’s good to faint!

It's not embarrassing to be passed out.

This way.

Mr. Zhao also realized what he was doing and folded his sleeves to put away the storage bag.

Now that I have money again, I suddenly feel a little more confident.

"It's so easy to make money."

Many people lamented that a three hundred thousand person was punched out with one punch.

It is true that making money is easy, but it also depends on who makes it. Those with poor background should not think too much about it. The Eternal Immortal Body is an exception. If a person has that strength, making money will be easy for him.

"I'm embarrassed for Sirius."

The old guys stroked their beards and collectively took a look at the Heavenly Wolf Ancestor.

The old man's face seemed to be different. It didn't matter if he lost the money, he still lost his face.

Who can blame this.

It was his holy son who ran up on his own.

"It's embarrassing."

Zhao Yun cupped his hands and smiled, then turned around to step down.

However, as soon as he lifted his feet, he saw a person falling from the sky.

He is also a young man, with fluttering purple clothes. He is also a saint of the same lineage, with a dazzling personality.

"Who is he?" someone asked in a low voice.

"The Holy Son of Burning Heaven Sect." An insider gave the answer.

"Aren't we going to fight now?"

On the stage, the young man in purple looked at Zhao Yun with a smile. There was a strange magic power hidden in his words, which could mess up the mind. He had a lot of energy and fighting power, at least not comparable to the third-rate stuff like the Son of Heavenly Wolf.

"Whatever." Zhao Yun shrugged.

"Take it if you have the guts." Holy Son Fentian casually threw out a storage bag.

"Easy to say." Zhao Yun smiled.

If someone gives you money, there is no reason not to accept it.

Whoosh!

Holy Son Fentian took one step and disappeared instantly.

He appeared again with Zhao Yun approaching, piercing the sky with a sword.

Zhao Yun didn't even look at it. He only stretched out two fingers and easily caught the tip of the opponent's sword. He also easily removed the power of the sword. No matter how strong the immortal power of Saint Son Fentian was, he couldn't penetrate even half of it.

"How is that possible?" Holy Son Fentian couldn't believe it.

This was his pinnacle sword! It was broken so easily.

Zheng!

Sonorous!

Mr. Zhao flicked his finger and knocked over Holy Son Fentian.

And he, as if there was a shadow accompanying him, wanted to give this guy a slap in the face.

What surprised him was that the Holy Son Fentian who was flying upside down actually disappeared.

"Watch the move."

Behind him, there was a loud shout.

He was the Holy Son of Fentian, but he didn't know how to get around to the back. The sword in his hand had been replaced by a bronze mirror. The bronze mirror was very strange, as if there was a ghost face acting in it, and a hint of a sinister smile could be heard.

Buzz!

When the bronze mirror falls, the light shines brightly.

Every ray of light is like an indestructible sword.

Body-protecting Tiangang!

Zhao Yun screamed in his heart, and the Tiangang shield suddenly opened.

The embarrassing thing is that Fentian Holy Son failed to break through Zhao Yun's defense and was knocked out by the protective Tiangang.

Later.

The actions of the spectators became surprisingly consistent again.

That's right, Holy Son Fentian was also knocked away by a punch from the Eternal Immortal Body.

boom!

It's still that rock wall.

It’s still a big, flat character.

Click!

Click!

At this moment, many people took out memory crystals.

How can you not take a picture like this to keep as a souvenir, especially those young talents who like to do this thing the most. If they meet in the future, and if they can't fight with each other, they can use it to disgust the other person.

"Another one."

"Another three hundred thousand."

The old guys were stroking their beards as neatly as ever.

To be honest, these two battles were not very exciting and not worth watching!

The main reason is that the challenger was too weak and was defeated by the Eternal Immortal Body after just three punches and two kicks.

If you want to be exciting, you have to be equally matched. If you are absolutely overwhelmed by the fighting power, it will be no fun at all.

This kind of technical work... requires the help of the Holy Son of Heaven.

In fact, many people have already looked at the one from the Heavenly King Sect.

"What's the rush?"

Although the King of Heaven and the Holy Son did not say anything, these words meant everything.

Appetizers! If you want to serve them one after another, he is the last one.

"I'm afraid you won't be able to hold it back."

Kuang Yingjie glanced at it casually, wondering where that guy got his confidence.

But to be honest, there are indeed masters hidden among these young talents on the scene.

How high is it?

Even hitting him would be very difficult.

.......

Happy birthday to book friend Qin Chen.

Happy birthday to book friends Sheng Mo and Xiao Liuzi.
Chapter completed!