In the belly of the volcano, on the banks of the lava river.

Prince Yan Luo, who was standing high on the stone platform and was as powerful as a mountain a hundred feet tall, faced with Wang Chaoyao standing by the lava river.

Both of them were powerful people with strong auras. When they confronted each other, they collided with a surging tide. The momentum that should have been invisible and intangible, even when they collided with each other, a faint roar like thunder broke out in the air.

Even the lava river between the two seemed to be suppressed by their momentum, and the magma flow rate in the river became extremely slow.

"Fist is power. Cletting fist is power."

After a long confrontation, Prince Yan Luo suddenly spoke slowly: "Take me a move and you will be powerful all over the world!"

In his voice, Prince Yan Luo's right hand, which was clenched into a fist, attacked Wang Chao from the air.

This punch is not fast.

But when the fist slowly hit, Wang Chao felt that the fist wearing golden silk gloves seemed to have turned into a giant fist filled with heaven and earth!

In perception, the fist, holding the sun and the moon in the fist, surrounding the stars. It seems that with a movement, it can make the heaven and earth repeat. With a shock, it can make the universe reverse!

The unique skills of hell, Emperor Yan’s Killing Fist!

Yama is the lord of hell, ruled by hell, and held the reincarnation. Yama's fist is the emperor's fist. The fist is power, holding the emperor's authority, holding the sun and the moon in his hand, ruled by the universe, and followed the Dharma, and became the gods on behalf of heaven!

Prince Yan Luo Zhu Zixuan's punch undoubtedly exerted the essence of Emperor Yan's killing fist, and exerted the majesty of the monarch who held the sun and the moon, commanded the stars, and at the command of the order, the universe turned over and the majesty of the monarch.

Even Wang Chao, who practiced the Heavenly Blood Evil Saint, and whose strength was far beyond the realm, was affected by the intention of her punch, and had hallucinations on the spiritual level. He almost thought that the fist really controlled the sun and the moon, commanded the stars, and held the power of heaven and earth, and could make him smashed to pieces at any time.

The boxing intention is so powerful that it can affect the spirit, which makes warriors like Wang Chao illusion. Prince Yan's fist is not far from advancing to becoming a magical power!

With this punch alone, you can know that the statement that Prince Yan Luo Zhu Zixuan could kill the enemy with a higher level and a higher level, and that he could kill the enemy with a higher level, was not a vernacular saying. She wanted to kill Shang Qingya, the Four Swordsman, and Wen Susu in three moves, which was absolutely no problem, and it was even easy.

After all, Zhu Zixuan's realm is at the third level of the Soul, and he is the strongest among the people present!

Unfortunately, Prince Yan Luo is indeed a peerless genius and has the ability to kill enemies above the level, but what she met was Wang Chao who was beyond common sense.

Faced with the "powerful world" that Prince Yan Luo used all his strength to do, Wang Chao simply shook his hand.

A blood-colored sword wheel swept out, shattering the illusion created by Prince Yan Luo's fist, and then slashed on her fist with a bang, shattering the golden silk gloves on her hand with one blow, showing a slender palm wrapped in her gloves, shining with a light golden luster.

The blood-transforming knife overflowed with strength, scraping out dozens or hundreds of fine wounds with her slender palm with light golden skin. Some of them were even deep enough to see the bones.

But her hand was not broken after all. The wound on her hand was quickly closed by her, and no drop of blood was flowing out.

"You have practiced the golden body of Yan Di in the Hell, right?" Wang Chao nodded and said calmly: "Yes, I was worried that I might cut off your hand with one knife. Unexpectedly, you have practiced the golden body of Yan Di."

Among the seven sects of the Demonic Way, the Hell is the best at fighting in the hand.

The two most well-known unique skills of his sect are the golden body of Emperor Yan and the killing fist of Emperor Yan.

Among them, Emperor Yan is the main body of guarding, and he is invulnerable to swords and guns, and is invulnerable to water and fire, and can even block magical powers. Emperor Yan is the main body of attacking, and he is a pair of iron fists after practicing, which is invincible and comparable to a strange weapon. If he can advance to magical powers, even the "Xuan Soldier" can be beaten head-on.

Zhu Zixuan not only practiced the Yan Emperor's Killing Fist, but also achieved a slight success in the golden body of Yan Emperor. The killing Fist, under the combined force of the golden body, barely blocked Wang Chao's blood-transforming sword.

However, her realm is not too high after all. If she had the ninth level of the Soul-turning Soul, she could stand still, and let Wang Chao slash his blood knife, and he would not hurt a hair.

Because Wang Chao's realm is not high, he has only become the first level of soul. The power of his supernatural powers continues to become stronger as his realm increases.

"Your magical powers are also good." Zhu Zixuan said lightly: "I have practiced the Yan Emperor's Killing Fist and have practiced the Yan Emperor's Golden Body to the small level. Those who are at the same level will be invincible. Those who are higher than me will be easily killed by me. Only the fifth-level strongman of the rotating spirit can break my Yan Emperor's Golden Body and hurt me. And you can break my killing Fist and damage my golden body at the first level of the rotating spirit."

She raised her right hand and looked carefully. The wounds on her hand had been closed, and there was not even a trace of wounds. She flashed with a light golden shiny skin, smooth and flawless, just like the best silk satin. But she knew that this hand could no longer be used before the injury healed.

In other words, Wang Chao temporarily destroyed her strongest right hand with just one move!

"There are two more moves." Even so, Zhu Zixuan still had not yet lost his fighting spirit and slowly raised his left hand: "Take another move from me, and the shooting star is just around the corner!"

The power of the world is the momentum, and the general trend is to force people to suppress all directions. This move is the speed of the meteor. With the speed of the meteor, the world can be reached in an instant!

Since he could not overwhelm Wang Chao with the general trend, Zhu Zixuan would have to use speed, and the gambling king Chao could not react!

Zhu Zixuan punched his left fist, and his fist turned into a golden meteor. The fist force crossed more than ten feet away in less than half a blink of an eye and hit Wang Chao!

However, this move still failed to achieve success.

Wang Chao also just shook his hand and swung a blood-colored sword wheel. The golden meteor-like fist power collapsed under the blood-colored sword wheel. The remaining momentum of the blood-transforming knife had not disappeared, and the qi between the fist power and Zhu Zixuan's fist was implicated. It flashed like lightning and slashed ten feet away, on the hand of Zhu Zixuan on the high platform!

Bang! Another loud bang. This time, Zhu Zixuan not only broke the gloves on his fist, but also broke most of the sleeve tube, exposing a piece of the delicate skin of the light golden forearm.

And her exposed forearm and left hand were covered with fine knife marks, and the deep lines could be seen!

Wang Chao shook his head: "I said that my magical powers can still be emitted but not received. Once they are emitted, the magical powers will be cut by the qi, and they will be unable to avoid them and can only bear them. Now that your hands are destroyed, you will be killed with the next knife."

Zhu Zixuan was not shaken, but said lightly: "The third move, the giant hammer!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Prince Yan Luo Zhu Zixuan soared into the air and left the platform for the first time. Her whole body ran into Wang Chao like a rocket. At the same time, her head wearing a bronze Yaksha mask was raised high, and her tall body was tense backwards, like an iron-tied bow full of bowstrings, and her whole body was filled with indescribable explosive power.

boom!

Prince Yan Luo broke through the air and soared over Wang Chao. He bounced his body forward and swung his head down, and then used his head as a hammer and blasted at Wang Chao!

This giant hammer was originally a hammer with a fist, imitating the legendary giant god, and using the giant hammer like a star falling to the ground, to kill and smash everything.

But Zhu Zixuan suffered heavy damage to both hands and could not exert force, so he simply used his head as a hammer and used this move to reveal her fierce and aggressive war.

Zhu Zixuan hit the hammer, and a huge force that seemed to be a dead star and fell to Wang Chao.

The power of the world is power, the meteor is speed, and the giant hammer is the purest violence!

However, facing Zhu Zixuan's full blown attack, Wang Chao still raised his hand slightly and threw out a blood-transforming knife wheel!

Bang!

The blood knife followed the qi machine and broke through the huge force of the giant spirit hammer, which was like a meteorite coming to the world, and slashed Zhu Zixuan's forehead.

Her bronze mask suddenly burst, revealing her true appearance.

It was a very cold face, indifferent and majestic.

But that face is beautiful.

Especially her eyebrows were like a pair of phoenix wings, raised high and flowing as if she was extremely elegant. Her eyes were the very charming phoenix eyes. The slightly raised corners of her eyes seemed to tell people her arrogance.

Seeing her true face, Wang Chao felt that he seemed to have seen a beautiful and noble queen.

With a glance, Wang Chao was deeply amazed by her.

At the same time, the rest of the blood-transforming sword slashed Zhu Zixuan's face after slashing the mask.

Wang Chao closed his eyes unbearable, as if he didn't want to see that his cold and beautiful face was cut by the blood-transforming knife.

Wang Chao's worries are unnecessary.

Zhu Zixuan's mask was a good defensive device. Although it was shattered by the blood-removing knife, it consumed a lot of knife force. The remaining knife force slashed on her forehead, and although it shook her head high and made her tall body fall far back, it did not really cut her face into a piece of rag in the end.

A straight blood mark was drawn between her eyebrows, as if it had opened the eyes of the sky for her.

Pooh!

Prince Yan Luo, who had been thrown for more than ten feet away, fell to the ground, but immediately jumped up and stood up straight.

She wiped off a bloody mark on the corner of her mouth and said, "Three moves have passed, my promise to Nan Yunmo has been completed!"

"Well, congratulations!" Wang Chao felt relieved for no reason when she saw that she was not disfigured, clapped her palms and sincerely congratulated her. Then the words changed: "What about your bet with me?"

"I'm defeated." Prince Yan Luo said frankly: "The three strongest punches are helpless to you, but you are underestimating your hands and destroying my golden body. I'm defeated with nothing to say."

After a pause, she looked at Wang Chao, slowly raised her slender jade neck like a swan, and said, "Yan Luo Yinuo, there is no regret for life and death. Since I have lost to you, according to the bet, you can sleep with me once!"
Chapter completed!