Xiao Xuan's voice pulled Master Jinbo back from his confused mood. His expression was no longer afraid, and was replaced by a surging murderous intent that broke through the world, like a boiling sea of anger.
"Boy, you actually destroyed my chaotic mountain and river map, ah... I want you to die," the man from Jinzhuo was like a prison, and he grabbed Xiao Xuan's big hand regardless of it. The colorful clouds filled the sky with his hands spread, raging the world.
Xiao Xuan snorted coldly, and the corners of his mouth curled up: "You are seeking death by yourself."
He stretched his arm and easily cracked the sky. The huge hand with golden flames radiated endless rays, and punched the golden turtle man. This punch was too domineering, as if to block the connection between the sky and the earth, causing turmoil in the starry sky.
Puff, blood splattered and screamed repeatedly. The attack swept by Master Jinbo was broken, half of his body was shattered, breaking through the large sky behind him and falling out.
Xiao Xuan didn't want to let the other party go. The old man dared to seriously hurt Tang Jun because he had lived for thousands of years. With this, he had a reason to take heavy measures. He stretched out his feet and cut open the sky like a knife. He hit the waist of the golden turtle with the rising flames. The sound of shattering bones continued to sound.
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The human body on the turtle exploded, dyeing the sky red. Many female cultivators from all over the world were not afraid when they saw such a bloody scene, but instead looked at Xiao Xuan's eyes and shot strange lights.
"Master..." The arrogant monk in front of Tang Jun had already pale when he saw that Master Jinba had his body destroyed.
Whoosh, a soul flew out of the human body from the golden turtle. He looked at Xiao Xuan with horror, not daring to show a arrogant expression anymore, restraining his breath and being cautious.
Xiao Xuan did not take action again, looked at the soul of the Golden Bottle and snorted coldly: "Xiao spares your life. I hope you can contribute to the human race against the demon race in the future. If you are not convinced in the future, you can come to seek revenge on me."
Strong and fearless, Xiao Xuan calmly taught a strong man in the third step of the feathering realm. No one felt that he was arrogant, but instead had a natural expression.
"Okay, okay, I will admit it today, and there will be a period of time later." The time when Master Jinbiao spoke, he had condensed into a body again, but it was less transparent and crystal clear than the original body. In terms of strength, it was more powerful than the monks. It would take at least several years to recover as soon as possible.
The golden turtle man waved his hand and left in shame with the arrogant monk. If something happened like this, he would have no face to stay. Even if others dared not say anything in public, he himself did not want to stay and face Xiao Xuan.
Xiao Xuan severely damaged the third step of the feather realm of Master Jinba, who showed his ultimate combat power in front of the world's hero. No one doubted his strength at this moment.
The strong men of various sects came forward to greet him, with extremely gentle smiles on their faces. They could not face the majesty of ordinary monks. Such behavior was simply a discussion of friendship with Xiao Xuan peers.
Many monks secretly sighed, how long has it been? It seems that since the tyrants debut, they have only been twenty years since they were first hunted down by various sects, and now they have become figures that various sects compete to win over. Such progress is terrible, and most peers cannot see the hope of chasing.
"Amitabha, donor Xiao is fine," at this time, after the powerful people of the churches, a young monk wearing a golden robe walked over. He slowly stepped forward, and the supreme Buddha power was blessed by him, like a golden-body Buddha who appeared in the mortal world to save all living beings.