"Where did the barbarian come from? Get out of here?" A saint of Jiyang Sect scolded coldly, and suddenly raised his hand and slapped it. The huge palm prints covered the sky, like a heavy mountain, with extremely strong pressure.

The Holy King barbarian also moved. Without saying a word, he picked up the mace and hit it.

boom!

Xutian trembled greatly, and the palm print of the saint of the Jiyang Sect instantly collapsed. Even the saint of the Jiyang Sect flew out on the spot. When they flew backwards, one of the arm burst into blood mist.

The strong man from Jiyang Sect was shocked again. He knew that the Holy King barbarians were strong, but he didn't know that he would be so strong.

Is he the Holy King?

The saint of Jiyang Sect looked at the Holy King barbarian in fear.

In one sentence, the powerful people of Jiyang Sect collectively took a step back. Being able to beat the saint with one blow has proved everything. The barbarian opposite there was not a saint, but a saint king.

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