Chapter 1081 Physical Injury

"Yeah?"

"Old bastard, if you want to kill your grandfather and me, then first of all, you have to see if you have the ability!"

When Xiaojiao heard this, his eyes instantly became angry, and the murderous aura in his body burst out even more violently.

"Little reptile, you are so arrogant!"

"I'm going to kill you!"

In Liu Zong's eyes, the killing intent suddenly soared.

In the next moment, I saw Liu Zong punching his chest with a fist, and as he punched his chest, the muscles all over his body instantly swelled.

The sinews and flesh all over his body were extremely hard. From a distance, Liu Zong looked like a small mountain of several feet, and his whole body exuded a hard aura.

"Then stop talking nonsense, let's do it!"

"It just so happens that you, Grandpa Xiaojiao, haven't fought a battle for a long time, just let me exercise my muscles and bones!"

Looking at Liu Zong in front of him, Xiao Jiao's eyes were cold and arrogant.

Although this Liu Zong's cultivation level is also in the realm of the perfection of a heavenly king, this Liu Zong is about to break through to the early stage of the emperor's stage. In terms of cultivation base, this Liu Zong is somewhat stronger than him.

But if there was a fight, Xiaojiao would not be afraid of Liu Zong.

And Xiaojiao has self-confidence, the one who falls in the end must be Liu Zong.

Mo Wentian's strength has never been measured by his cultivation base, and his strength is still not measured by his cultivation base.

"Move your muscles and bones?"

"Little reptile, you really think highly of yourself!"

"I will make your muscles and bones move well, but after the cramps are peeled and the skin is stewed in the pot!"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

In Liu Zong's eyes, the anger instantly soared.

But in the next moment, it seemed that he remembered something, and Liu Zong laughed wildly as he spoke.

That appearance is as hideous as it needs to be.

"You still want to stew me?"

"Old bastard, let's go!"

When the arrogant and boundless words came, the killing intent in Xiaojiao's eyes suddenly soared.

"Tian Niu Fist!"

"Little reptile, die!"

Suddenly, Liu Zong let out a cold cry, his body swelled rapidly at this moment, and the clothes on his body were stretched apart.

"Tear..."

The sound of the strips being torn apart resounded instantly.

In the next instant, his body swelled to tens of feet in size, and the full power of the heavenly king rolled out of him.

His palm was also clenched into a fist at this moment, the fist with the size of several feet, without the slightest hesitation, directly blasted towards Xiaojiao.

"The aura on Lord City Master's body is terrifying!"

"The Lord of the City, actually directly used his Tianniu Fist. Even if the cultivation of the Lord of the City has reached the early stage of the Emperor, it is not easy to block the Tianniu Fist of the Lord of the City!"

"Can this little dragon block the punch of the city lord?"

"I see that Xiaolong is about to die under the punch of Lord City Lord!"

...

Seeing Liu Zong strike with a punch, countless Jincheng disciples began to discuss in an instant.

"Little reptile, die!"

Liu Zong stood proudly in the void, and his incomparably thick voice rolled out.

"Ho Ho..."

But in the next moment, Xiaojiao's body hundreds of feet in size hovered in the void, and the terrifying dragon's power came out vastly.

At this moment, Xiaojiao's aura is not much different from that of Liu Zonglai who is opposite.

"The might of this dragon is terrifying. I feel that this dragon might really be able to block the punch of the city lord!"

"The strength of this little dragon seems to be even more terrifying than that of the city lord!"

"I haven't seen such a strong duel for a long time!"

"This battle must be exciting!"

...

Feeling Xiaojiao's incomparably terrifying dragon power, the countless martial artists in Jincheng instantly boiled up.

In their eyes, they are more filled with the look of watching a good show.

"Boss, can this little Jiao defeat Liu Zong?"

At this moment, not far away, Huantian looked at the great battle in the void, and said with a gleam in his eyes.

"Don't worry, this bastard is no match for Xiaojiao!"

Mo Wentian raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and said confidently.

Xiao Jiao's talent is so terrifying, even Mo Wentian doesn't know how powerful Xiao Jiao's talent is.

Mo Wentian originally thought that Xiaojiao's cultivation base would break through to the realm of heaven at most, but who would have thought that Xiaojiao's cultivation base had been increasing all the time.

And it seems that there is no end to it, and it can't stop growing.

Now, even Mo Wentian doesn't know how terrifying Xiao Jiao's talent is!

Mo Wentian has never figured out what kind of monster the little jiao is. From time to time, the little jiao brings him some surprises, which makes Mo Wentian more and more curious about the little jiao.

Thinking like this, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed with a complicated light.

"Boss, but the breath of this old bastard is much stronger than that of Xiaojiao!"

Suddenly, as if thinking of something, a cold light rose in Huantian's eyes.

Looking at Mo Wentian, he said in a deep voice.

"Don't worry, this Liu Zong will definitely not be able to defeat Xiaojiao, and this Liu Zong will definitely die a miserable death!"

The corner of Mo Wentian's mouth grinned slightly, and an evil smile spread instantly.

"But, boss..."

Huantian listened to Mo Wentian's words and wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything.

"Tian Niu Fist!"

With a roar, above Liu Zong's giant fist, a series of terrifying forces oscillated endlessly in the void.

From a distance, it is terrifying.

"kill!"

"boom……"

With a roar, the next moment, Liu Zong's huge fist, which was several feet in size, directly hit Xiaojiao.

The aura on Liu Zong's body was extremely terrifying at this moment, this punch seemed to want to smash the little Jiao into pieces.

"The dragon flicks its tail!"

"Old bastard, if you want to crush me with this punch, you are daydreaming!"

An angry voice resounded, and I saw the little jiao dodge, and the huge tail, which was several feet in size, directly aimed at Liu Zong, who was tens of feet in size, in the void.

"boom……"

There was a violent collision, and the next moment, Liu Zong's figure of tens of feet flew upside down.

The sinews and flesh on his body hit the ground at this moment, creating a hole several feet in size.

"Clang clang..."

What's more, the moment Liu Zong's body hit the ground, there was a sound of metal colliding.

And Xiaojiao was not much better, with a body of hundreds of feet, it also retreated dozens of feet.

"puff……"

A mouthful of blood spewed out from Xiaojiao's mouth.

"This old bastard is really strong!"

"It seems that I should listen to the boss and never underestimate the enemy!"

Muttering to himself, Xiaojiao's eyes glowed with an incomparably cold light.

"Little Jiao, are you alright?"

Looking at this scene, Mo Wentian's expression changed instantly, and a voice full of concern resounded in Xiaojiao's mind.

"Boss, I'm fine, it's just that my body was hurt a little by this old bastard!"

Hearing this, the corner of Xiaojiao's mouth slightly raised, and he looked at Mo Wentian with an indifferent expression on his face.