Youth's Cultivation

Chapter 1265

"You also want to be the enemy of me?" The heavenly star worshipper's eyes twinkled and looked at the group of people standing behind Wang Xiaohu.

But no one retreated, as if they didn't see the two seven robberies at all.

"Let's go together. I'll show you today. There are mole ants under the seven robberies!" The venerable Tianchen fed Qi Lingyun a pill and threw it to the rear. A Sanjie Sanxian caught it.

"All back away. I don't need your help to deal with the old immortal who can't survive the two natural disasters!" Wang Xiaohu disdained.

These words made some loose immortals on the scene a little uneasy. Even the drunken fairy standing behind Wang Xiaohu stared. Can your boy speak? Is God's robbery so kind?

Who can survive the disaster is a good match.

"Boy, your attack surface is a little big!" The Su bandit said angrily that his first robbery ended in failure. If it weren't for Changsheng liquid, he wouldn't dare to go there again.

"Stay away and don't knock yourself!" Wang Xiaohu said, and his figure flashed in front of the heavenly star venerable.

"Arrogance!"

The heavenly star venerable shouted angrily and hit Wang Xiaohu with a fist.

The fist was starlit, like a comet falling, unstoppable.

"Be careful of this star fist. It has space destructive power!" The Su bandit shouted for fear that Wang Xiaohu would suffer if he didn't know the weight.

"This child's thing also means star fist. Look at my broken star fist!"

Wang Xiaohu's purpose was to establish power. Naturally, he would not keep it. He clenched his right hand. The fist turned silver and slammed it out.

When the heavenly star venerable saw Wang Xiaohu hit this ordinary punch, a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes.

"Big brother, back off, don't answer..." but the Tianchen venerable beside him may be a bystander, because he saw a ripple from the track of Wang Xiaohu's fist, as if the space was broken by this boxing!

The heavenly star worshipper was in touch with his brother. Although he didn't find the problem, he seemed to trust his brother and withdrew without hesitation.

"It's too late to go now!"

"Years..."

Wang Xiaohu opened his mouth, and the figure of the heavenly star venerable seemed to become extremely slow.

"Stop!"

As soon as Tianchen Zun's face changed, he threw a fist at Wang Xiaohu without hesitation. If Wang Xiaohu didn't stop, he would be hit by him. This time, Tianchen Zun did his best.

"One step to kill fist!"

Nearby, a voice came. Jin Jialing puppet flew out of Wang Xiaohu's cuff and greeted him with a fist!

"Bang!"

"Bang..."

After two violent collisions, Jin Jialing puppet flew out upside down and was smashed to the ground by Tianchen venerable. With a bang, a deep pit was smashed in Qingshi square below.

On the other side, Wang Xiaohu and Tianxing Zun hit each other with their fists. Wang Xiaohu did not move, but Tianxing Zun was smashed and flew. The arm containing the light of the stars broke inch by inch. In the blink of an eye, half of the arm disappeared, but even a drop of blood did not appear, as if it disappeared in the ripples of the void.

"You..." seeing this step, the Tianchen venerable looked at Wang Xiaohu angrily.

"Go!" At this time, the heavenly star venerable, regardless of the pain of the broken arm, shouted.

Although Tianchen venerable is unwilling, he knows that he can't stop the punch.

"Did you leave? Move, die! "

Wang Xiaohu's voice sounded in the ear of the heavenly star venerable.