Shura God Emperor

No one in the audience thought that Xiao Yu would run away if he said that he would run away, but when Xiao Yu run away, everyone was shocked.

The extremely vast breath suddenly swept out at that instant.

It's like a collection of books full of vast seas of books, all the books are opened at the same time, the kind of distribution that makes people feel calm, and it really makes people feel like a drop in the ocean.

This is the temperament of Fuzhili and the most fundamental strength of Fuzhili.

This power is not as violent as the power of thunder and lightning, nor is it as hot as the power of fire, nor is it full of sonorous air like a weapon.

The power of abundance is a kind of innate power, a kind of action from the inside, with a kind of enlightenment, an aura of inaction that radiates from the understanding of the Tao.

At the moment of the outbreak, the first people who were shocked were Dong Hua and other disciples.

"How is this possible!"

Yes, this breath is familiar and unfamiliar.

Familiar, that's because this is obviously the breath of Fu Zhili, and they have felt it in Yin Bai and the elders.

Strange, that's because of this kind of breath, even they have not reached this level at all!

"It's meticulous!"

Dong Hua's pupils suddenly shrank, and he couldn't go wrong. This kind of aura reached the third layer of Xiaoyao Fu, a subtle aura!

Back on the battlefield, Xiao Yu's speed was so fast, as if an angry dragon went out to sea and could swallow an enemy in the blink of an eye.

Li Xing's face suddenly changed.

At this moment, he felt as if he was in the middle of the ocean, about to be swallowed by a flood dragon.

That kind of feeling made him feel like he had fallen into the deep sea, and any struggle would be of no avail.

"No! Impossible!"

Li Xing yelled, but when he reacted and wanted to prepare to attack, it was too late.

When the light and shadow rushed over, suddenly a bright moonlight suddenly flashed, and one of Xiao Yu's palm, as if protruding out of the void, instantly fell on Li Xing's chest.

"boom!"

"Puff!"

Li Xing screamed, his whole body was blasted for tens of meters, his chest sank three inches, and even the internal organs were vomiting out.

The light and shadow disappeared, the surrounding wind, dust swirling around, Xiao Yu's long hair fluttered, his expression was cold, his whole body was like a sharpened pen, tall and straight, and you should not approach it.

Quiet, the whole competition ground became silent.

Everyone almost looked at this young man with horrified eyes, and the disciples of the windshield door were even more shocked.

This young man from Xiaoyaomen who suddenly appeared, with a sudden violent palm, actually directly injured Li Xing seriously!

In that palm, there is not much aura fluctuation, it is long and vast, making people feel like illusion and truth, as if it is not real at all.

However, it was such a palm that Li Xing could not fight back.

A well-deserved virgin is like a tiger!

Dong Hua and others opened their mouths wide and stared.

Is this the true strength of the true disciple?

How could it be so scary! ?

What kind of talent is this?

In just half a year, I have realized the third layer of Xiaoyao Fu, the realm of subtlety!

Xiao Yu's face was indifferent, like a white jade statue, without any expression fluctuations.

This is the temperament and power that Xiaoyao Fu bestows on him.

He slowly walked towards Li Xing, and the faces of the disciples at the windshield door suddenly turned pale.

Is this kid still a human?

It's obviously the same level! Why make them feel so out of reach! ?

"Brother Li!" When several disciples saw this, they immediately passed by, but the next scene surprised the people around the martial arts platform again.