Chapter 3958 Invincible

Everyone around backed away, leaving only Xuanyuan Moze standing with his hands behind his back and the man wearing a mask.

Looking at Xuanyuan Moze, who was wearing a black robe and exuding a powerful breath in front of him, the masked man's eyes flashed slightly, and he stared at him coldly: "Are you the Qinglong monarch Xuanyuan Moze?"

Although this is a question, the tone is extremely affirmative, conspicuous, and there is no one other than Xuanyuan Moze who can have the momentum of the person in front of him.

Xuanyuan Moze glanced at him coldly, and did not answer his words, but a figure flashed, a black figure swept out like lightning, and attacked the man wearing a mask at a speed that could not be heard. .

The powerful coercion was coming towards him, the man in the mask froze in his heart, he didn't dare to show any carelessness, he concentrated ten percent of the strength in his palm to meet Xuanyuan Moze's attack, but he didn't want to be the front of the two air currents. When they collided, a loud bang sounded, and a powerful airflow coercion slammed into his face.

"Crack!"

Only a click sounded. At the same time that the man wearing the mask was knocked into the air, the mask on his face also cracked due to the strong force, and fell to the ground with a bang, revealing his true face.

"puff!"

The blood in his body surged upwards, his throat was salty, and a mouthful of fresh blood spurted out, his figure staggered back, and he managed to stabilize, and when he saw the palm wind in front of him, the speed was so fast that he could not avoid it. Abruptly received the slap.

"boom!"

"what!"

A heavy blow sounded, accompanied by a scream. This time, he lost his balance and flew out, hitting the wall of a shop not far away. The wall of the shop collapsed in a large area, the wall collapsed with a bang, and the stone buried him in it, and the dust and smoke spread out, and for a while, the figure of the man was nowhere to be seen.

"Lord!"

The exclamation sounded, and the monks ran forward in shock.

Xuanyuan Moze, who turned away his palm strength, did not intend to let him go like this, but stepped forward step by step. The former monks were apprehensive and involuntarily backed away.

His pace was unhurried, walking step by step, but every step was like stepping on the hearts of those monks, making them only feel fear and panic.

They wanted to go forward, but they didn't dare. In the current situation, if they came forward, they would only be killed. However, the monks carrying the sedan chairs, although they had fear in their hearts, still mentioned it at this moment. The sword went up and slashed towards Xuanyuan Moze.

However, in Xuanyuan Moze's eyes, based on their strength, they were just like children dancing swords, not worth mentioning at all. He didn't even look at them, so he stretched out his hand and flicked it with a powerful force. Attacked, one blow, they vomited blood and fell to the ground one by one.

"puff!"

"Um!"

"what!"

The few monks carrying the sedan chairs couldn't even resist a blow from him. They were hit by the blow one by one. They fell to the ground with pale faces and couldn't get up. The man walked to their lord step by step, watching the terrifying airflow condensed in his palm...