Chapter 1294

The stronger the blood of longicorn, the more terrible the physique.

What's more, his cultivation has reached the late stage of the emperor, and his physique is comparable to the late stage of the emperor, with his blood containing one in five thousand ancient longicorn.

But it was this body that was shocked by Xiao Jiao.

This makes Zhang Xuwu's heart, how not surprised?

"Old bastard, how about it?"

"Your grandpa, my authority is OK?"

At this time, looking at the second elder Zhang Xuwu, Xiao Jiao's face was full of coldness and arrogance, and the contempt in his eyes was undisguised.

Zhang Xuwu's fist trembled just now, which was just seen by Xiao Jiao.

Looking at that scene, Xiao Jiao instantly understood that Zhang Xuwu, in fact, was not as strong as he imagined. He was injured in a collision with him.

"What does the Dragon mean by this? Did he just hurt the second elder of the tianniu clan?"

"This... How can this be possible? The cultivation of the divine dragon is only the initial stage of the emperor. How can he hurt the second elder of the tianniu clan?"

"I just seemed to see that the hand of the second elder of the ox clan who just punched trembled!"

"I seem to have seen it, too. It seems that the dragon may really hurt the second elder of the tianniu clan!"

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A series of exclamations came. In the dark, countless figures looked at the void one by one, and their eyes were shocked.

"Little reptile, I'll kill you!"

"Tianniu fist, come again!"

How could the murmuring voices in the dark escape Zhang Xuwu's ears.

Listening to the voices of discussion, the second elder Zhang Xuwu's eyes were full of anger. The next moment, he saw the second elder Zhang Xuwu, unexpectedly changing his hand, clenching his fist, and directly pounding at Xiao Jiao.

At this moment, his breath suddenly rose.

The power of his body was even more terrifying, and the terrifying anger spread out in an instant.

His eyes looked at the small Jiao opposite. If his eyes could kill, he would be killed thousands of times by his eyes.

"Old bastard, don't you have a stronger punch?"

"I remember that there seems to be a kind of chest beating and blood spitting fist in the tianniu clan?"

Looking at the little Jiao who hurled his fist at him again, his face looked very flat.

Just in his heart, he felt the power of Zhang Xuwu's fist, but he had a premonition that this fist was going to break his barrier, which was not enough.

The next moment, Xiao Jiao seemed to think of something, and a flash of light rose in his eyes, and he hurriedly said proudly.

"Boss, what does Xiao Jiao mean by this?"

"Just now, the old bastard's punch has seriously injured Xiao Jiao. Xiao Jiao unexpectedly let the old bastard make a more powerful move, Xiao Jiao this is..."

Listening to Xiao Jiao's words, Huan Tian's eyes were full of doubts.

Zhang Xuwu's punch had already injured Xiao Jiao's dragon tail, and the injured part looked incomparable in his eyes.

But now, Xiao Jiao unexpectedly let Zhang Xuwu give a stronger punch. For a moment, Xiao Jiao's heart was really puzzled.

"Report to Lord fantasy, the barrier that broke through in Lord Dragon King's body is still not completely broken!"

"The Dragon King said so to let the old bastard smash his breakthrough barrier with a punch!"

The light in the ice dragon's eyes flashed. Looking at the magic sky, he hurriedly said.

"Want this stronger punch to break his barrier?"

In his mouth, he talked to himself, but in his eyes, there was a flash of worry.

A stronger punch can break Xiaojiao's breakthrough barrier, but can Xiaojiao withstand this stronger punch?

Thinking like this, don't ask the sky's eyebrows, frowning into a ball.

"Can Xiao Jiao's physique bear it?"

Mo Wentian looked at the powerful figure in the void and killed a complex light in his eyes.

He wanted to stop the export, but recalling the firm look of Xiao Jiao who said this just now, Mo asked the sky, and the corners of his mouth moved slightly, but swallowed the words that came to his mouth.

"Emperor, don't worry, the Dragon King's body will bear this punch, no problem!"

The ice dragon seemed to see Mo Wentian's worry and said in a deep voice.

"Yes!"

"Xiao Jiao must be able to bear it!"

Listening to Binglong's words, Mo Wentian's heart was slightly relieved.

"Chest beating and blood spitting fist?"

"Little reptile, since you have such a strong request, I will show you our longicorn blood fist of longicorn clan!"

At this time, listening to Xiao Jiao's words, Zhang Xuwu's eyes flashed a cold flash, and the corners of his mouth grinned, with a cold way on his face.

Immediately, without the slightest hesitation, Zhang Xuwu stretched out his hand and directly punched himself in the chest.

"Poof..."

A few fists, a mouthful of blood, sprayed from his mouth.

Zhang Xuwu, the second elder, unexpectedly stretched out his palm and directly caught the gushing blood.

As the blood fell into his palm, suddenly, the body shape of the second elder Zhang Xuwu suddenly rose again.

The next moment, the second elder Zhang Xuwu clenched his fist directly with his palm. With his hands clenching, he saw the blood in his hands instantly spread into his fist.

The next moment, I saw his huge fist above, a flash of essence.

"Ho ho..."

The roars of longicorn also instantly rang out.

On Zhang Xuwu's fist, there seemed to be two ancient longicorn phantoms, which roared at the little Jiao.

At this moment, the breath on the second elder Zhang Xuwu quickly soared again.

It seems that there is only one step to break into the late stage of the emperor.

"Old bastard, stop talking nonsense and do it!"

Looking at the second elder zhangxuwu, Xiao Jiao's eyes flashed a cold and arrogant way.

At this moment, the power in Xiaojiao's body rushed frantically towards the barrier.

Xiao Jiao had a strong premonition that as long as this barrier was broken, his cultivation would soon break through.

"Little reptile, can't wait to die?"

Arrogant voice, sounded in the void.

The next moment, I saw the fist in the void that was tens of feet in size soared to tens of feet in size. Without the slightest hesitation, I punched Xiaojiao again.

"Xiaojiao, be careful!"

"If you can't bear it, call me immediately!"

Looking at the dozens of Zhang giant fists that rushed towards the small Jiao in an instant, don't ask the cold flash in the sky's eyes, and can't help saying.

I can't tell why, at this moment, he turned into a babe.

Xu Shixiao Jiao is the existence of relatives for him, so he will be like this.

"Boss, don't worry!"

Listening to the reminder of Mo Wentian, in the void, the corner of Xiao Jiao's mouth was slightly raised, and his expression was full of indifference.

It seemed that Zhang Xuwu was absolutely sure that he could bear this punch.