A drum of golden vitality suddenly surged around Ye Xiong's body, blocking Dewey's attack directly. The phantom with the big claws could not get any closer.
The whole audience was stunned, and everyone felt incredible.
Dewey is at the pinnacle of Jindan cultivation!
This guy is just a monk in the late stage of the Golden Core, but he can actually block a grab from the peak of the Golden Core.
Moreover, he seemed not to be serious at all and ignored Dewey's attack. How did he do it?
Dewey didn't expect that this guy could actually block his attack. Just now, he only used 70% of his strength. Now he had no choice but to rush his vitality to 100,000. The momentum was so powerful that the surrounding buildings were not burdened and collapsed.
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Ye Xiong ignored everything and just looked for it on the ground.
Finally, he found the last piece of the photo in a crack and put the photo back together.
After putting away all the photos, Ye Xiong stood up and stared at Dewey coldly.
"Are you sure you want to attack me?" Ye Xiong asked.
"Let me ask you, did you kill Jianming?"
"Yes, he deserves to die."
"Even if he deserves to die, you are not qualified to kill him because he is a member of the Falling Sword Sect." Dewey was furious: "I advise you to just let it go, otherwise, don't blame me for being rude."
"Only you want to catch me?"
"You are not ashamed to speak loudly and accept your fate!"
Dewey roared loudly and took a step forward, covering several hundred meters. With a powerful momentum, he came directly towards Ye Xiong's head.
Ye Xiong punched out, and the golden fist light condensed into the shadow of a golden tiger in mid-air, roaring towards him.
The two drums collided and exploded.
boom!
There was a loud noise.
Dewey's body was directly knocked away by the powerful momentum, flew several hundred meters away, and fell to the ground with a bang.
But Ye Xiong still stood there, his whole body shrouded in golden vitality, looking very sacred.
The people around him looked at Ye Xiong as if they were seeing a ghost.
No one believed that he would be so powerful that he could blow away the law enforcement elder of the Luojian Sect who was a level above him with one punch.
Bai Luoluo was completely stunned.
She originally thought that this guy was just an ordinary late-stage golden elixir cultivator, and she didn't take him seriously at all. She was disdainful of his flirtations and ridiculed him, thinking that he was just pursuing her in different ways, just like the rest.
Just like disciples.
Only now did she realize that she had made a mistake.
How could such a powerful monk take the initiative to pursue her?
In this world where strength is respected, if he is willing, countless female cultivators will be like moths to the flame.
Besides, he is still so young and handsome.
Bai Luo was still very angry at first, hoping that the law enforcement elder could teach him a lesson, but now she felt more regret than anger.
Ye Xiong regained his strength, stared at the law enforcement elder Dewey who had just climbed up from the ground, and said coldly: "Do you want to fight again?"
An expert will know if there is one as soon as he takes action.
Dewey knew that he was definitely no match for him and did not dare to take action at the moment.
However, it would be too shameful for him to let him escape like this1
From now on, who will take Luo Jianmen into consideration?
I'm afraid that from now on, Luo Jianmen will become a joke.
"You killed the disciples of Luojianmen, destroyed the pavilion of Luojianmen, and just want to leave like this. What kind of place is Luojianmen?" Dewey said angrily.
"I said, he deserves to die. As for the Luojianmen building, it was not me who destroyed it, it was her." Ye Xiong pointed at Bai Luoluo: "She did it. I was just protecting myself. If you still want to
If I stay, I can give it a try, but don’t regret it.”
Dewey was stared at by his eyes and did not dare to look at each other. He even took a step back instinctively.
He never thought that he would be forced to retreat to this point by the gaze of a late-stage Jindan monk.
Seeing that he didn't dare to take action again, Ye Xiong snorted before turning around and leaving.
At this moment, there was a sudden whoosh, and three figures fell beside him at the same time. They were three old men dressed similarly to Dewey.
"First senior brother, second senior brother, and junior sister, it's great that you are here." Dewey was very excited.
The three people who came were none other than his fellow disciples, the elders of the Hu Sect, the Elder Chuan Gong and the Elder Discipline. They were the four elders of the entire Luo Jian Sect, nicknamed the Four Elders of the Luo Jian Sect.
"Third Junior Brother, how did you come back?" The leader, an old man with a hawk-nosed nose and deep eyes, asked.
This person is the elder of the Guardian Sect, Furu Ying, and is the strongest among the four elders.
"Senior Brother, this guy is killing people in our sect. I wanted to catch him, but I didn't expect to be injured by him. Senior Brother, hurry up and catch him!" Dewey said anxiously.
"He hurt you?" Gu Ying looked at Ye Xiong, almost in disbelief.
"Senior Brother, don't look at this kid who only has the late stage of Golden Core, but he is very powerful..."
Furu Ying took two steps forward, faced Ye Xiong, and asked, "Did you kill our people?"
Ye Xiong knew that he couldn't give up today. He didn't want to cause trouble. Why did some reckless people come to trouble him every time?
If you don't take action, that's it. Once you take action, let others know how powerful you are. This is Ye Xiong's principle.
"That's right, I killed the person." Ye Xiong nodded: "Don't you want to arrest me? Come on together, don't waste time."
As soon as this statement came out, the audience was in an uproar!
No one thought that he would actually say such outrageous words.
Does he know who he is facing? They are the four elders of the Falling Sword Sect, and they are second only to the leader.
When four people join forces, even if they are the leader, they are not the other party, let alone him?
"In the past hundred years, I have seen many arrogant people, but I have never seen you so arrogant." Furu Ying stood up and stared at Ye Xiong coldly: "I just want to see if you have any means. Can you move in mid-air?"
war?"
Ye Xiong turned into a stream of light and came into the air ten kilometers away.
Behind Furutaka and him, the two faced each other, glaring at each other eagerly.
Seeing that there was a good show to watch, the disciples outside the field gathered around one after another, not wanting to miss this battle.
"Boy, what's your name?" Furutaka asked.
"My surname is Jiang Nan, let's take action!" Ye Xiong said calmly.
"Then let me experience your magical power!"
Furu Ying pulled out a dark long sword from his body and pointed it at Ye Xiong from a distance!
The next moment, he whizzed around and turned into a stream of light. The man and sword merged into one, and with a long tail of light, he galloped towards Ye Xiong.
Ye Xiong's body remained motionless, standing as tall as a mountain. When the stream of light was about to attack him, he drew his sword and struck.
A ray of red light shot up into the sky, turned into a monstrous sword light, and slashed directly towards the ancient eagle.
boom!
The powerful force directly flew Furutaka out with his sword and his body, and fell to the ground. He staggered and could not stand still for a long time.