Hero Skills: Berserk War in Another World

Chapter 962 Concentration
The holy son in blue locked his eyes on Xiaoyao Yuntian, and a strong fighting spirit rose in it.The saint son in red was defeated by Xiaoyao Yuntian before, and he was almost killed by Xiaoyao Yuntian, he couldn't swallow this breath.

Although Xiaoyao Yuntian is strong, he is also much stronger than the saint son in red, and he also has the trump card entrusted by the saint Tianyan and others in his hand.

He doesn't believe that his trump card of the Heaven and Earth Hall, which is known as the number one in the sanctuary, will lose to Xiaoyao Yuntian. In his heart, Xiaoyao's family will always be second to the Heaven and Earth Hall.Even if the name of the number one young expert in the Xiaoyao Yuntian Sanctuary is extremely resounding, he will personally shake this position.

"The Temple of Heaven and Earth is number one, so I must be number one."

The blue-clothed saint's eyes were burning, as long as he defeated Xiaoyao Yuntian, he would be the veritable number one genius in the sanctuary.

"You want to fight me decisively? You really know how to pick the time!"

Xiaoyao Yuntian smiled slightly, and continued: "But since you want to fight, of course I will accompany you to the end."

The holy son in blue stepped forward, and the space around him twisted violently. The tyrannical force blasted the land on all sides to collapse, and Zhang Qiulie's corpse also merged with the earth pitifully, never to be seen again.

Xiao Yu glanced at the blue-clothed saint indifferently, and with a flash of his figure, he had retreated thousands of feet away, leaving a space here.

Under the majestic aura of the holy son in blue, Xiaoyao Yuntian has no waves at all, his handsome eyes are shining with stars, his hands are behind his back, and he is baptized by the violent forces around him.

"Hmph, let's see how long you can stay like this!"

The blue-clothed saint snorted coldly. He couldn't bear to see Xiaoyao Yuntian's ancient well without waves. His arm trembled, and his divine power gushed out from his fist, turning into a huge vortex in the sky, a solid huge Fist shadows burst out of it.

"boom!"

The loud noise shook, Xiaoyao Yuntian's surrounding space collapsed inch by inch, and countless tyrannical winds forced him from all directions. If other people were in it, they would probably make a fool of themselves on the spot.

As soon as the blue-clothed saint son made a move, his strength was much stronger than that of the red-clothed saint son. No wonder he was so confident that he wanted to fight Xiaoyao Yuntian.

It's a pity that the person in this storm of attack is Xiaoyao Yuntian.

"Your strength is indeed very strong. Compared to that guy in red, you make me look up!" After Xiaoyao Yuntian finished speaking, a confident smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Unfortunately, these are not enough."

As soon as the words fell, Xiaoyao Yuntian held it down with one hand, only to hear a deafening bang, the world was distorted at this moment, and the countless tyrannical forces slid to the outside as they passed through his body.

"burst!"

Accompanied by Xiaoyao Yuntian's low shout, the blue-clothed saint son's eyes were fixed, and he felt that the space around him was locked by Xiaoyao Yuntian, and he seemed like a trapped beast with no way out.

"Batian Zhanshaquan, Bafangquanyi."

Xiaoyao Yuntian's eyes shone brightly, and the sky and the earth turned upside down again in an instant, and the rubble on the ground was swept into the void by the strong wind. He stood in it, like a demon god who shook the sky, controlling everything.

The blue-clothed saint son was terrified, he felt an unspeakable sense of oppression in all directions, his whole body was like a light on his back, as if there were countless fists surrounding him and bombarding him at the same time.

This is simply unavoidable.

"Heavenly fire starts a prairie fire!"

The holy son in blue was secretly surprised by Xiaoyao Yuntian's horror, but he never felt frightened.He kept waving his hands, and phantoms spun around him, and in an instant, an invisible wall seemed to be built around him.

"boom!"

The punches released by Xiaoyao Yuntian also arrived as expected, one after another bombarded the invisible wall around the body of the blue-clothed saint.

"Bang, bang!"

The figure of the blue-clothed saint son became more and more anxious, and every time he slapped, there would be a violent explosion sound.

"What a powerful force!"

The blue-clothed saint seemed to have received every attack, but only he knew the secret pain. Every time he received an attack, he felt that his inner organs were wounded, and his body was constantly hurting. Not being shaken all the time.

"ended!"

Just when the blue-clothed saint son thought he had dispelled Xiaoyao Yuntian's final blow, an indifferent voice rang in his ears, and his body froze in the sky.

Xiaoyao Yuntian did not know when he had come behind him, and kept his palm on his back like this. Although he didn't make any moves, the blue-clothed saint had already understood that he was defeated, completely defeated.

With Xiaoyao Yuntian's ability, under such circumstances, it only takes one move to penetrate his body, making him unable to fight anymore.

"I lost!"

I don't know if the Holy Son in blue is speaking to himself or admitting defeat to Xiaoyao Yuntian, his tone is full of endless frustration and confusion.

He comes from the Heaven and Earth Palace, the most powerful force in the Sanctuary, but why is he no match for the young Patriarch of the Xiaoyao family?
Xiaoyao Yuntian's powerful and unpredictable strength made him feel chills from the bottom of his heart. He has not yet used his strongest move and final hole card, but he has already been subdued by it.

Xiaoyao Yuntian heard the words, smiled indifferently, put down his hand, and retreated a hundred feet away.

"You should have a more powerful attack that you haven't used yet. I really want to see what tricks you have!"

Xiaoyao Yuntian's tone was brisk, he had obviously won, but he still wanted to give the Holy Son in blue a chance, he wanted to see if the last move of the Holy Son in blue could arouse his interest.

"Xiaoyao Yuntian, you have already won, why are you still so arrogant?"

The blue-clothed saint's face was gloomy. He felt that this was a naked insult and contempt for him. Once his hole card was used, it would definitely be the owner's ability to destroy the world.

"It's not that I'm arrogant, I just want to see your ultimate stunt!"

Xiaoyao Yuntian shook his head lightly, he had never found an opponent among the younger generation in the sanctuary, which seemed to him a bit of a high place, he hoped that the blue-clothed saint son would not let him down.

"Okay, then as you wish!"

Anger shot out from the eyes of the blue-clothed saint son, and with a loud shout, his clothes were directly torn into countless pieces.Showing off his muscular body.

"Ah! The power of the battlefield is for my use!"

He raised his hands, as if shouting to all things in the world.Xiaoyao Yuntian's eyes froze immediately.

Standing thousands of feet away, Xiao Yu felt a stream of wind passing by him, full of infinite vitality, which made him a little bit interested.

More and more wind gathered from afar, and all of them returned to the body of the blue-clothed saint son. His body was also slowly expanding, and his aura became more vigorous.

"The power of the flowers, plants, birds, beasts, mountains and rivers in this battlefield are all coming towards him. This is really a big deal!"

Xiaoyao Yuntian was slightly surprised in his heart, and with a palm of his hand, the divine power had already gushed out like a tide.

(End of this chapter)