Is Xia Yu actively seeking death?

Of course not.

Naturally, Shen Jian and Wan Xiujie would not believe it either.

However, they still find it strange.

However, something even more surprising happened to them.

Xia Yu did not drop a drop of blood, but directly faced the sword light and rushed in front of Shen Jian like lightning.

A finger covered with dense scales suddenly appeared in front of Shen Mian and reached directly between Shen Jian's eyebrows.

Shen Jian's expression changed drastically, he opened his mouth, and a sword beam shot out from his mouth, heading straight for Xia Yu's face.

Clang!

Suddenly, the scaly fingers popped out a foot-long nail, like cutting tofu, and pierced the center of Shen Jian's eyebrows.

With a wave of his hand, half of Shen Jian's head flew out.

At this time, Shen Jian's eyes had not yet reacted.

"boom…"

Wan Xiujie's punch landed hard on Xia Yu's left fist.

Clang!

There was a deafening bang.

Two fists collided, and the sound that erupted was the sound of metal clashing.

However, it is obvious that Wan Xiujie's gloves are of a higher grade.

The fist Xia Yu got from Xu Zhouran shattered with a bang.

Xia Yu's body tilted, and the sound of fractures came from his fists.

The next moment, a finger pointed at Wan Xiujie.

At this time, Wan Xiujie, who saw Xia Yu killing Shen Jian, was horrified.

He didn't understand Xia Yu's finger.

He even didn't understand why Xia Yu wasn't afraid of the sword light?

The unknown is the most frightening.

Wan Xiujie immediately retreated, covering a distance of more than ten feet.

However, how could Xia Yu let him go? Shenlongxing suddenly started.

Xuan Tian pointed a finger, followed by Wan Xiujie, directly between his eyebrows.

"kill!"

Wan Xiujie roared angrily and used all his strength to wave his fist to resist Xuantian's finger.

Suddenly, Xia Yu's body suddenly disappeared.

The next moment, he appeared behind him and pointed out.

Clang!

There was a crisp sound.

Wan Xiujie's body suddenly glowed with golden light.

A piece of armor saved Wan Xiujie's life.

However, there was a crack in the armor.

The best defensive imperial weapon!

Xia Yu raised his eyebrows, Wan Xiujie had a lot of good things in him.

"stop!"

Suddenly, Wan Xiujie roared.

Xia Yu stopped and looked at him quietly.

"I am the son of the leader of the Divine Fist Sect. If you kill me, the Divine Fist Sect will fight you to death! If you don't kill me, we can be friends. Our Divine Fist Sect is willing to let you become a guest of the sect and let you get a lot of money. Cultivation resources.”

Wan Xiujie's face turned pale, he was afraid.

If his father hadn't given him the dragon scale armor, he would have died just now.

This was the first time he was so close to death.

At this moment, he was really scared.

Xia Yu looked at him quietly and said calmly: "If I lose to you, will you let me live?"

Wan Xiujie was stunned!

"Do you really want to fight to the death?" Wan Xiujie said with a ferocious face, "You have to understand that even if I risk my life, you won't get better, or you will at least be seriously injured."

"So what?" Xia Yu asked.

"You...don't force me!"

What answered him was Xia Yu's fist.

Xia Yu didn't bother to say more. In fact, this kind of person has no real ambition to be strong.

Otherwise, it wouldn't have been a two-on-one fight before, but a one-on-one fight.

If you don’t have a true strong heart, you naturally don’t deserve respect.

Besides, Xia Yu knew very well that once Wan Xiujie survived, everyone would know what Xia Yu had done.

In this world, only dead people keep secrets.

The dragon travels!

Zulong Fist: Infinite!

Fifty stacks without limit!

The power of the fist controls the mountain!

As soon as the punch came out, the void was completely destroyed.

The immeasurable power of fifty folds caused Xia Yu's right arm to more than double in size.

All capillaries exploded directly.

A cloud of blood mist hit Wan Xiujie's hastily waving fist.

"Boom boom boom..."

Xia Yu seemed to have no feeling as his fists struck each other, and he just kept waving his fists.

Fifty stacks without limit!

Every time it’s fifty stacks without limit!

Wan Xiujie almost collapsed, what happened to him?

Why is Xia Yu's current strength not only not weak, but actually stronger?

Fifty stacks without limit!

Fifty stacks without limit!

Fifty stacks without limit!

Xia Yu opened his bow left and right, and punched out continuously with both fists, fierce and boundless.

Countless small wounds were opened on the swollen arms, and blood splattered everywhere.

Wan Xiujie's face turned pale and he could only defend passively.

The golden armor was trembling from the beating, and it looked like it might break into pieces at any time.

Of course, this is an illusion.

The golden armor on his body is integrated with his royal realm, so it will naturally not break.

If it were to collapse, it would be equivalent to the collapse of his royal realm.

I haven’t heard of it yet, who can break the field?

However, the shock caused by such a violent four-punch attack also made Wan Xiujie vomit blood.

Xia Yu's body naturally felt this power.

Although it has an influence on him, it's not actually that strong.

Because his physique is very strong.

Punch after punch...
To be continued...