This fist is too scary, and it can absolutely kill everyone under the four great pride.

"Fire Dragon Fist!"

Prince Tianhuo was not afraid, a fire dragon behind him wrapped around his right arm, forming a fire dragon armor, and the fire spirit roared forward.

The two fists collided, and the entire space was turbulent.

Even the referee of the psychic state shrank his pupils and looked diligently into the field.

boom!

The violent energy overflowed and then quickly dissipated.

"It's too weak, is this your strength?" Ba Wou-ki carried it with one hand, and his expression was overbearing.

"Eight Wild Fire Dragons, suppress!"

The fire dragon picture behind Prince Tianhuo bloomed, a blast of flames rose into the sky, and the entire sky was dyed red.

The void is distorted, as if melting.

The eight fire dragons roared and hovered to suppress Pa Wuji.

"Come here!"

Ba Wuxi sighed loudly, his robe agitated, and the black wind fluttered.

"Heaven and earth domineering fist!"

Like a king, he punched out quickly, a breath of tyrannical domineering gushing, covering the four sides.

The soldiers around were terrified, they were shaking, and they almost fell to the ground.

Lin Xuan's expression was dignified, and he could perceive that both types of martial arts were tier martial arts, and that power was no less than that of his gale sword.

But Ba Wuji's momentum is too strong, and his attitude of ignoring everything makes his world domineering fist even more violent.

boom! Huh!

The fire dragon collided with his fist, the space was torn apart, and a scary black crack appeared, making people tremble.

However, the crack disappeared quickly.

But even so, everyone was shocked.

Such a scene, they will never forget.

Above the ancient city, the five lords were even more amazed.

The attacks of the two men just now are not lost to the psychic warriors, and they are even more powerful than ordinary psychic warriors.

At least, ordinary psychic warriors can't make space cracks.

"The strength of these two people has been improved several times compared with ten years ago!" His Holiness Qinglian praised.

"I'm afraid Ba Wuji is even better." Sword lord lamented.

"Jin Wudao is not bad. In the past, this kind of character was definitely the first person of the young generation!"

Indeed, today's four big Tianjiao won the first place in the previous Qinglong meeting.

However, the four people came together.

It has to be said that this is a prosperous age, with geniuses coming out, and pushing for generations.

"Look at it, the result is out!" Exclaimed the exalted.

The crowd looked at each other, and saw the Eight Wild Fire Dragons and the furious fists bumping into each other.

However, in the end, the domineering fist of Heaven and Earth was even better, tearing the Eight Wild Dragons.

Prince Tianhuo snorted and took a few steps back.

has it ended? Everyone was surprised, and sure enough, Ba Wuji was even better.

However, at this moment, the flame of Prince Tianhuo beating, set him off like a flame of war.

"This is the last trick, the Eight Wild Fire Dragons, burn the world!"

Prince Tianhuo drank, and the eight fire dragons behind him were lifted up and intertwined to form a larger fire dragon.

Suddenly, the entire sky was flooded by the fire-red dragon body, and the sky spread into the sea, attacking in the distance.

"Rewind!"

The psychic referee frowned, and he shouted at the soldiers around him.

"What?" Everyone was blinded, all backing away quickly.

The next moment, a huge dragon head spit out a mountain-sized red dragon flame, covering the platform.

The breath is so terrifying that it can kill any warrior in the spirit with just a touch.

For a moment, Ba Wou-Ki and the Super Ring were shrouded.

The psychic referee left.

Huh!

The fiery red dragon was terrifying, melting the entire Huantai, and the heat wave was still spreading rapidly.

Wherever it touched, it all turned to ashes.

The crowd was frightened, but fortunately the referee reminded them, otherwise they would already be a pile of ashes.

"Crazy, what a crazy man!"

"Ba Wuji was hit in the front, will he be burned to death?"

Many people worry that there is no way. The flame is too scary. I am afraid that even the psychic warrior comes to the end.

The sea of fire continued, and it seemed that most of the square was about to collapse.

At this time, in the ancient city, Lord Qinglian's sleeve robe fluttered.

An inexplicable cyan air stream fell and fell into the sea of fire, forming a green lotus.

Qinglian turned and absorbed the surrounding flames.

At this time, the horror wave came out again in Huantai, a hole burst into the sea of fire, and Ba Wou-ki turned around with a streamer. In his hand, a golden spear appeared.

"Overlord gun!"

One shot stabbed, and the world was pale.

The fire dragon in the sky was stabbed, and immediately wailed, quickly disintegrating.

The rifle was withdrawn, and Ba Wou-Ki was looking around. He looked at Prince Tianhuo and turned the lance again.

The lance was emptied, tearing the sky.

Prince Tianhuo tried hard to resist, and merged with the eight wild fire dragon maps behind him.

The sky exploded and Prince Tianhuo flew out.

The fire dragon image on his body was broken, and the corners of his mouth were overflowing with blood.

He forcibly tried to fight again, but spit out blood suddenly.

"You can't do it!" Ba Wou-Ki stood with his gun, arrogant.

Then he looked at Zhou Jianying and Yan Shan, and finally sighed.

"Is there no opponent in the entire Tiannan area?"

He was lonely, he was lonely, he stood at the peak, but no one could stand with him.

Prince Tianhuo's face was ugly. He had thought that he could fight with Ba Wuji.

"Good domineering marksmanship!"

Below, Lin Xuan marveled.

The shot just made him feel creepy.

He compared with the other party and found that even if he faced the shot, he couldn't crush it.

However, he would not be so embarrassed as Prince Tianhuo.

Because he has the sword of devour, if he wants, he can devour the shot.

"I really hope to fight him!" Lin Xuan's heart was full of war.

Originally, he only wanted to compete with Zhou Jianying for Kendo, but now it seems that he will need to add a Wuji to his opponents!

This martial arts worthy of his full shot.

Absorbed the true dragon's spirit of Prince Tianhuo, the real dragon's spirit of Ba Wuji has reached the height of eight.

The true dragon breath crushed the Quartet.

Yan Shan looked at the spirit of the real dragon ~ www.mtlnovel.com ~, and there was a hint of greed in his eyes.

Then he touched the bandage wrapped behind him.

"Huh, Ba Wuji, I will give you a great gift ..."

Ahead, the sea of fire disappeared, and the platform was exposed.

Most of the black gold ring was burned away, and a horror pit appeared.

The surrounding area was even more scorched, and bottomless.

At this time, the underground dragon's breath surging, emitting colorful light, covering those deep pits.

Soon, the surrounding ground recovered as before, and the black gold ring was intact.

Lin Xuan was surprised, he didn't expect that this real dragon spirit had such effects.

Can he repair the wound if he is inhaled?

He moved in his heart, quietly mobilizing the sword of devour, trying to absorb