Shura God Emperor

He immediately backed away, his face very solemn.

"If you choose to come in, don't think about hiding. If I don't let you go out, don't want to go out!" the little girl said coldly.

Xiao Yu was shocked, who is this little girl?

How could strength be so terrible?

Is it one of the examiners here?

But it doesn't look like it!

This kind of strength is even more powerful than Wu Zhen he felt!

The little girl said this, suddenly her body was filled with surging light again, and her palm slammed towards Xiao Yu.

Of course this palm looks very small, but the kind of fluctuation, the kind of glow, seems to be able to kill Xiao Yu.

Xiao Yu's expression changed drastically. He had never encountered such a terrifying opponent before. He roared in his heart, and he couldn't allow him to think about it. The desolate divine power was like a galloping ocean.

The **** power wrapped around his arm, like a dragon going out to sea, tearing the air and swiping it up.

"Huh?" The little girl's eyes flashed with a hint of surprise, but she quickly returned to her coldness.

How can I say that Xiao Yu is also a young person, and being so underestimated by such a little girl, coupled with the sense of crisis, he has no intention of keeping his hands.

Because he knew that if he didn't use all his strength, he would be the one who died.

"boom!"

Xiao Yu's punch with his ultimate strength could smash a small mountain.

However, under the small palm of his hand facing the other party, the sky filled with light. Although he didn't have the barren aura of Xiao Yu, the other party's calm and breezy thing was to melt his own power.

"Boom!"

Immediately, the palm of his hand fell on Xiao Yu's chest like a butterfly wearing a flower. Xiao Yu shot out and slammed into the cliff. The birth point did not pass out.

"The power of the physical body is really not easy, but it is still too weak. Use your **** pattern power, let me see how much you can endure." The little girl said indifferently.

Xiao Yu gritted his teeth, and the palm he had just received had already caused the blood in his body to spit out blood, but the other party was like the autumn wind sweeping the fallen leaves, with ease, without a red heart.

This is simply crushed.

In an instant, Xiao Yu felt angry again, and he got up, and the Asura **** pattern suddenly clenched.

The aura of red and black colors surged up like a whirlwind on the soles of his feet.

"Sura Fist!"

Xiao Yu's pupils turned into red and black, and the deadly Asura's power was gushing like nine springs, and he was slammed to death.

"Huh? Human-level eighth rank **** pattern?"

The little girl was shocked, what kind of pattern is this? She had never felt that kind of breath.

The look in her eyes flashed with a strange figure the moment she looked at Xiao Yu.

"It seems that your adventure is not small."

As soon as the voice fell, the little girl was still not indifferent. She waved her hand, and her long sleeved robe flashed a stream of light, and Xiao Yu's fist-like blink was resolved again.

Along with the force of a counter-shock, Xiao Yu stepped back several steps, his expression shaking, unbelievable.

At this moment, Xiao Yu actually felt suffocated, feeling that he couldn't breathe.

It was too strong and terribly strong, even in the face of those real pill realms, Xiao Yu had never felt this way.

This person is at least three days away!

Who is she? How could it be so powerful?

This is definitely not a five or six year old girl!

Although he didn't want to admit it, Xiao Yu still said a little discouraged: "I lost."

Yes, this was the first time Xiao Yu admitted that he had lost, and he still lost so thoroughly.

Of course, it was so convincing to lose.

Can't accept it! This is not a level of strength at all, okay?

The little girl put away her momentum, carried her hands on her back, and said indifferently: "It is inevitable to lose, and given you a hundred years, you may not be able to defeat me."