Super Treasure Hunter

The aura on Sedum's body became more and more vigorous, like boiling hot water, constantly boiling and overflowing.

The strength of the earth emperor in the early days has far surpassed everyone present.

The powerful momentum poured out, even the disciples of the Black Soul Sect couldn't help but slap their tongues.

"The big brother is really mighty, the strength of this earth emperor is strong!"

"The big brother of the Black Soul Sect, there is no strong reason. With our current strength, you can find any sect to be the master."

After feeling the aura of Jingtian, the disciples of the Black Soul Sect couldn't help but admire.

In the middle of the week, he understood the importance of this battle to him.

It is not easy to walk with Han Li to this day.

In the middle of the week, he even thought of the scene when he married Han Li, but the reality made a big joke with himself.

Sedum's double fists are surrounded by black air, which is the unique technique of the Black Soul Sect, the black soul blasts the fist.

Once this punch is punched, the black energy will follow the punch and invade the enemy's body.

Don't underestimate this black energy, it will not only corrode the enemy's anger, but also cause damage to the soul.

Black Soul Blast Fist can be said to be a fusion of physical attacks and soul attacks, making it impossible to defend against.

"Brother is mighty!"

"Brother is mighty!"

Hearing the black soul sect disciple's shout, Jing Tian's mouth slightly raised, which was very helpful.

"Mid-week, take my punch first."

Sedum, as the emperor of the earth, naturally disdain to make a sneak attack in the face of mid-week, so he reminded mid-week before punching.

Sedum's legs violently exerted force and pushed himself towards the middle of the week. He was very fast, but left a series of afterimages behind him.

In the middle of the week, he didn't dare to be careless, especially when he saw the black energy lingering in Sedum's fists, he was even more vigilant.

With a loud shout in the middle of the week, he actually rushed towards Sedum.

"I'm really overwhelmed this week, and a single spark dares Haoyue Zhenghui."

Seeing that they didn't retreat in midweek but instead moved forward, the disciples of the Black Soul Sect sneered.

Two fists collided with Jingtian in the middle of the week, and a wave of air spread around the two people, and the other person who was blowing couldn't open his eyes.

The stone steps at the feet of the two couldn't bear such a huge pressure and collapsed instantly.

Dust filled the audience, covering the two of them.

The disciple of the Black Soul Sect stared at the two vague figures in the dust.

After taking Sedum's punch, he felt the black energy enter his body in an instant in the middle of the week, and kept wandering in his body to devour his own vitality.

However, the mid-week is full of vitality at this time, and the physique training of the gods and demons definitely exerts a miraculous effect, quickly suppressing the black energy.

Before midweek was happy, the soul trembled.

The black energy rushed into the brain, trying to inflict heavy damage on the soul of the middle of the week.

A mysterious soul wave rippled out of Zhou Zhong's body, directly dissolving the black energy.

If it weren't for the gods and demons, I'm afraid that the middle of the week has already become a soulless walking dead.

Midweek secretly let out a sigh of relief.

The dust cleared, and the two of Midweek and Sedum still maintained their fist gestures.

He took a punch in the middle of the week and was not injured, even Sedum was a little surprised.

Although he didn't use his full strength, his punch was not something that ordinary sages could catch, not to mention the soul attack.

Sedum raised his eyebrows.

"It seems that I underestimated you. I was able to take my first punch. No wonder I dared to come to the Black Soul Sect to go wild. It turned out to be a bit capable."

Sedum said lightly, but there were waves in his heart.

In the middle of the week, he was able to block his own soul attack, and he seemed to have a big opportunity.

After he was promoted to the earth emperor, the black soul emperor passed the black soul blasting fist to himself, which is enough to show how cherished the cultivation technique with soul attack.

In the middle of the week, a little earth sage won and mastered the soul attack technique, even the current Sedum was a little jealous.

Sedum's killing intent is more vigorous, and it is absolutely impossible to stay midweek.

Although Sedum in the middle of the week is still not in the eyes, if it is allowed to grow up in the middle of the week, it will inevitably become a big enemy of its own, so it is better to get rid of it earlier.

"Big brother, don't keep it, but settle the midweek as soon as possible."

Among the disciples watching, someone suddenly shouted.

Sedum retracted his mind, his momentum condensed and punched again.

In Zhou Zhong, I wanted to keep a distance, but found that the space around the body seemed to be blocked, and the body was extremely heavy.

But if you want to go head-to-head, it also fits Zhou Zhong's mind, and you can just observe the power of the gods and devil's physical training.

The muscles of his right arm swelled in the middle of the week, and he greeted him with a fist with a tiger roar.

The two fists faced each other, and the power of terror poured over the whole body like a flood.

The strength of the two is very different, even if this punch is received in the middle of the week, it will make him miserable.

In the middle of the week, he stepped back again and again, and with each step back, the stone steps under his feet exploded.

It took more than a dozen steps to stabilize before midweek.

A trace of surprise flashed in Jingtian's eyes, and he didn't expect that Zhou Zhong would also take his second punch.

The disciples of the Black Soul Sect couldn't believe it. Although Jingtian's punch just didn't use his full strength, it still had six or seven points of strength. This week, he was really a strong.

Zhou Zhongxin complained, but receiving this punch caused a lot of harm to himself.

The internal organs seemed to have been stirred in the body, and it was extremely uncomfortable, and finally vomited a large mouthful of blood.

Seeing Jiang Feng like this, the disciples of the Black Soul Sect's eyes glistened.

"The middle of the week is now at the end of the battle. The final blow of the big brother will definitely kill him."

After seeing the vomiting blood in the middle of the week, Sedum didn't give him a chance to breathe. He took a step forward again, and all his aura was taken back into his body.

A seemingly ordinary punch, but with a return to nature.

In the middle of the week, his pupils shrank slightly, and a strong sense of crisis emerged spontaneously.

"It seems that Sedum wants to kill his life with the last punch."

A gleam of light flashed under his eyes in the middle of the week, his whole body's momentum rose steadily, and the **** and demon's physical training had also been brought to the extreme.

With a loud shout in the middle of the week, a punch was blasted out, opening the heavens and fisting.

This is the strongest blow that can be done at this stage of the week.

The two fists intersect, there is no explosion, and there is no air wave, but the unpretentious punch contains extremely terrifying destructive power.

In the middle of the week, the kite was hit tens of meters away, and finally fell heavily on the stone steps.

The disciples of the Black Soul Sect thought that this last punch was Sedum's victory, but never thought that Sedum was uncomfortable at this time.

After stepping back a few steps in succession, Jing Tian's complexion turned red, his throat was sweet, his blood surged, and the blood almost spurted out, and was finally swallowed by Jing Tiansheng.

The two of them were in a complete state, but they almost vomited blood from a punch in the middle of the week. If it spread out, where would Sedum's face be.

The majesty was beaten up by an earth sage to vomit blood. This may be the biggest joke in the Tianwu Empire.