Emperor Jiuyin

The Son of Heavenly Luo quickened his pace and was less than ten feet away from Li Hanxue. This distance could make a difference between life and death in the blink of an eye, which was very dangerous.

The Son of Heavenly Luo seemed to be in control of everything, and he seemed to be unprepared. He smiled at Li Hanxue, Su Xun and Ji Xiangtian and said, "Are you coming one by one, or together? If you come one by one, it may take more time, but I think it won't be much slower than coming together."

The Son of Heavenly Luo was arrogant and didn't take the three people seriously at all.

"You are really going too far! Let me meet you!" Ji Xiangtian had a bad temper. If someone dared to provoke him like this, he would not tolerate it even if the other party was a half-saint.

Ji Xiangtian strode forward and stretched out his fist to swing at the Son of Heavenly Luo.

However, Li Hanxue quickly stretched out his left hand, pressed on Ji Xiangtian's shoulder, and pulled Ji Xiangtian back directly: "Old Ji, leave this person to me."

Ji Xiangtian was surprised. Just with such a simple pull, Ji Xiangtian clearly felt that Li Hanxue was a world of difference from before.

In the past, Li Hanxue gave Ji Xiangtian the feeling that he had a huge wild aura, strong and endless power, and seemed to have endless energy to vent. He was a very durable and capable person.

However, Ji Xiangtian could not feel any power from Li Hanxue now, but when he released his power, it was so strong that it was irresistible. The power was not violent, but on the contrary, it seemed extremely stable.

"The young pavilion master..." Ji Xiangtian's eyes were full of shock, "Okay, the young pavilion master will deal with this person, I won't interfere."

Ji Xiangtian slowly retreated.

Tianluo Shengzi frowned: "Whoever deals with me first will not affect the final result. Anyway, we will lose, so take it!"

"Tianluo Wanxiang Fist!" Tianluo Shengzi made a fist with his right hand and directly hit Li Hanxue.

The moment Tianluo Shengzi threw a punch, the whole street was filled with white light. Lions and tigers, snakes and birds, rivers and lakes, mountains and rivers... the universe formed a circular wheel, spinning wildly on Tianluo Shengzi's fist, and the moment it was retracted into the fist, it burst out again, and an all-encompassing gray fist shadow blasted towards Li Hanxue.

"Brother Hanxue, get out of the way!" Su Xiaoya's Adam's apple rolled, and she almost shouted out. If it weren't for the power emanating from Xiaokong that dissolved the sound waves, then Su Xiaoya's words would have been heard by Sima Qianlong and others.

"Mom, if you are worried about that kid, forget it, but don't let your son down." Xiaokong complained in his heart, "I still want to eat enough in Tianwu Sect. I can't get any benefits from following that kid. Not only do I have to go hungry every day, but I also have to suffer and be hunted everywhere. I don't have a good day. I really don't understand what's good about him."

When Tianyang Saint saw Tianluo Saint's move, he couldn't help but laugh in his heart: "I didn't expect that big brother would use this move to deal with Li Hanxue. He is finished. Facing this move, even if the opponent is a half-saint, he will be seriously injured if he defends with all his strength. Therefore, facing this move, you can only dodge, not take it."

However, what Tianyang Saint didn't expect was that Li Hanxue stood still.

Facing Tianluo Wanxiang Fist, Li Hanxue just stretched out his right hand, clenched his fist, and punched, two simple, clean and neat movements.

The crowd didn't even have time to see Li Hanxue's movements clearly, and only saw that Li Hanxue's fist had hit the gray fist shadow.

Bang!

In full view of the crowd, the gray fist shadow exploded!

"What?" Tianluo Saint was shocked, "How could this happen!"

Tianyang, Tianguang and Tianyu Saint were even more shocked. No one knew more deeply than the three of them how powerful Tianluo Saint's Tianluo Wanxiang Fist was.

They thought that if Li Hanxue didn't avoid this punch, he would be dead in an instant, but the result was unexpected. Not only did Li Hanxue not fall down, but he broke the Tianluo Wanxiang Fist with one punch.

Sima Qianlong's face was a little gloomy: "A half-saint can't do anything to him with one blow!"

However, this is not all. After Li Hanxue's fist smashed the gray fist shadow like a rotten wood, it directly hit the chest of Tianluo Saint.

Tianluo Saint quickly blocked Li Hanxue's fist with both hands. At the same time, layers of light curtains formed in front of him, which seemed to be some kind of defensive magic.

Bang!

There was another loud noise, and the light curtain in front of the Son of Heavenly Luo collapsed layer by layer. Li Hanxue's fist was like an indestructible divine weapon, directly smashing into the light curtain, punching through the two arms of the Son of Heavenly Luo, and the fist was imprinted on the chest of the Son of Heavenly Luo.

The Son of Heavenly Luo flew backwards, like a piece of rootless snow falling on the ground, and the blood instantly dyed the snow red.

One punch! Just one punch.

The Son of Heavenly Luo, who was known as a half-saint, was knocked to the ground by Li Hanxue's punch, and his life or death was unknown.

Tianyang, Tianguang, and Tianyu were shocked and rushed to the front of the Son of Heavenly Luo.

"Brother, how are you?"

"Ahem..." The Son of Heavenly Luo was not dead, his face was as pale as paper, his breath was disordered, and he was in a critical condition.

His arms had been broken, and he looked very miserable.

He struggled to stand up, and transformed his wild energy into an arm, and lifted up the festering clothes on his chest, only to see the golden light inside, but it had already collapsed.

The Son of Heavenly Luo survived the disaster, but his heart was already horrified to the extreme: "If I hadn't been wearing the Heavenly Luo robe, his punch would have exploded my heart. This guy is definitely not a saint, but his boxing skills are too ridiculous."

Seeing that Holy Son Tianluo was so seriously injured, Holy Son Tianyang gritted his teeth and his eyes were full of hatred: "Brother, don't worry, our brothers will definitely avenge this revenge for you."

Holy Son Tianluo coughed up blood: "You three, don't be careless. This guy is probably a monster we have never seen before. Remember not to fight him alone."

"I understand, brother."

Most of the masters of the Tianwu Sect were shocked by the result of the fall of the Holy Son of Tianluo. Even the middle-aged man with three strands of white hair had a strange color in his eyes, staring at Li Hanxue as if he wanted to see through his body.

Sima Qianlong's face immediately darkened. The strength of Holy Son Tianluo was not just a boast, but a real master in the semi-holy realm. He stood out among the tens of thousands of disciples in his generation. He was the only one who was named the Holy Son. .

Now he was beaten so miserably by Li Hanxue's punch. This result was unbearable for Sima Qianlong.

"Trash, you can't even deal with the Lord of the Huangge." Sima Qianlong cursed directly. Although he was only a Xuanwu practitioner, he could curse without restraint.

Su Xiaoya was happy to see that Li Hanxue had become so strong, but her heart was still full of worries.

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