No one expected that Xia Yu would retaliate against thousands of cultivators alone.

This scene made many people feel that they were insulted.

"Kill him!" someone exclaimed.

Among the thousands of people, some of the casual cultivators are false semi-saints.

However, there are still many people from the sect.

These people are real semi-saints.

The hundreds of people in the front took action at the same time.

Fist strength, palm wind, sword light, sword light...

In an instant, the wind and clouds surged.

The power of hundreds of half-saints taking action at the same time is simply amazing.

Xia Yu was not afraid at all, and stepped heavily under his feet and slowly blasted out with a punch.

Infinite!

The field of shock!

One hundred and ten times superimposed infinitely!

This punch hurts himself before he hurts anyone.

Blood slowly flowed out of Xia Yu's seven orifices.

The body load is too high.

Xia Yu could feel that the one hundred and ten times of superimposed immeasurable is his current limit.

The body refining of the Yin and Yang fire source has only been upgraded to superimpose ten times.

Because, the more you end, the more terrifying the power you add every time.

The power of this punch is naturally extremely terrifying.

Wherever Xia Yu's fist passed, cracks in the void could be seen everywhere.

The void of the Eastern Region Shenzhou is not the Eastern Dike Desert State.

It sounds very slow, but in fact, almost in an instant, one person to a hundred people collided.

The invisible ripple spreads in all directions with Xia Yu's fist as the center.

Wherever you pass, there is a huge rock that turns into ashes.

"boom…"

The invisible ripples spread thousands of feet away, and the roar just sounded.

The monk standing in front directly turned into a blood mist.

Hundreds of monks could not even scream under this punch, and almost all of them were shattered.

Even many of the imperial soldiers in their hands were shattered.

Xia Yu waved his hand and a suction force suddenly came out, sucking the shattered imperial soldiers around him, as well as the Qiankun Ring Qiankun Bag, etc. all over the place.

It seemed to be put away, but in fact, it all went into the Burning Heaven Furnace.

And Xia Yu was also extremely uncomfortable at this moment.

His whole body seemed to be about to explode, and his body was trembling rapidly, resolving the power of the countershock through vibration.

In the void, Xu Heming's eyes condensed when he saw this scene.

"It's indeed the combat power of the top semi-saint!"

In the higher void, Tang Wanqing's eyes also lit up. She could not do the combat power of the top semi-saint at present.

Gently erasing the blood from the corner of his mouth, Xia Yu felt the pure aura feedback from the Burning Heaven Furnace, and his eyes widened and he stepped forward.

The monk standing in front was so scared that he couldn't help but take a big step back.

Kill a hundred half-saints with one punch!

Moreover, this little guy's realm is only the peak of the king's realm.

this…

Is this still a human?

Xia Yu stepped heavily under his feet and his whole body rose into the air.

Dragon's journey!

The field of shock!

Infinite!

Superimpose one hundred and ten times infinitely!

Killing intention!

The fighting spirit is boiling!

The meaning of boxing is to control the mountains!

This punch is even more terrifying than before.

At this moment, it was like a tiger entering a flock of sheep!

Many monks were frightened, some fought back, and some retreated, and they were in chaos in an instant.

"boom…"

The earth shook!

Thunderbolt from the sky!

Xia Yu ignored it and punched the crowd.

I don’t know how many people were directly shocked at this moment!

The next moment, another punch.

One punch, another punch!

After each punch, he waved his hand and sent all the Qiankun Rings and the broken imperial soldiers into the Burning Heaven Furnace.

Use all your strength in each punch.

The Burning Heaven Furnace constantly conveys pure spiritual power.

In the blink of an eye, hundreds of half-saint monks turned into blood mist.

Xia Yu was also covered in blood.

The eyes are red!

Drops of blood rolled down on the body.

At this moment, Xia Yu was like a peerless god of killing!

But Xia Yu became more and more fierce as he fought, and there seemed to be no sign of exhaustion.

"boom…"

Another punch hit more than a dozen people.

Xia Yu stopped.

There was no one in front of him, except for the hundreds of people he killed, the remaining monks fled everywhere.

Many people flew into the air, and many people fled far away.

At this moment, no one wants to face Xia Yu.

At this moment, everyone finally realized that the boy from Huangzhou in front of him was like killing a chicken.

Xia Yu gently wiped away the blood from his face, his body shook slightly, and the blood mist suddenly rose.

Feeling the endless stream of pure aura in the Burning Heaven Furnace, Xia Yu's mouth curled up.

Suddenly, there were several dragon roars in my body, like a sound.

The 510th small world, activated!

Xia Yu stood alone, quietly.

Under your feet, blood flowed into a river.

In front of him, thousands of monks fled from east to west, and no one dared to approach.

"Who else?" Xia Yu said lightly: "If there is no one, my brother and sister will leave."

Turning around, Xia Yu took a step by step, no one dared to speak.

Looking at Xia Yu's figure, Xia Ya smiled and her eyes were full of light.
To be continued...