Chapter 238 Do You Have Any Last Words?

Feeling the terrifying energy condensed in Xuanyuan's hand.

Jialuoye's expression condensed slightly. This was completely different from the previous two attacks. The terrifying energy contained endless momentum and exuded an aura of swallowing the nine heavens.

At this moment.

Xuanyuan moved, his eyes were sharp and cold, like a sword unsheathed.

The terrifying blood and qi power around him rose, like a real dragon reviving, as vast as a sea of ​​smoke.

He took a step forward and punched Jialuoye. At the same time, a hazy figure shrouded in chaotic mist appeared behind him and punched at the same time as him.

A punch was thrown, and the unstoppable fist bloomed between heaven and earth.

The world trembled, and all directions were destroyed!

At this moment, all spirits retreated, and no one dared to compete with him!

! ! !

As Xuanyuan approached, Jialuoye's expression changed drastically. He couldn't believe that a mere supreme realm could burst out such a terrifying attack.

If he didn't stop the attack, he would definitely be injured.

He is no longer the body of the Saint King 100,000 years ago. Although he has just broken the seal and reached the semi-saint realm, his physical body is not enough to withstand this attack.

But if he attacks, wouldn't this Saint King be breaking the agreement again!

Alas, why did this Saint King say again...

I really deserve to die. At this time, I am still thinking about these things. Wouldn't it be better to just kill them!

Anyway, I have already violated the contract twice. What if there is one more time? Anyway, all of them will perish in this secret realm. Who can know that this Saint King has done these things?

This is the thought.

It happened in a flash!

"Galuo Palm!"

Galuoye attacked directly, blood-red energy condensed in his hand, stretched out his hand and clapped it, and a huge energy hand with laws and Dao texts intertwined was instantly released, slapping towards Xuanyuan Bo.

It's a pity that he still underestimated Xuanyuan Bo's Ice Emperor Fist.

This is the supreme boxing method that Han Nian comprehended and created in countless battles in his previous life, and it has been modified and evolved for countless years before it reached perfection.

Even if Xuanyuan's current strength is not enough to exert its true power, it is not so easy to be stopped by Jia Luoye's attack.

As expected.

"Boom!"

After facing the energy palm emitted by Jia Luoye, Xuanyuan's Ice Emperor Fist carried an unstoppable meaning.

In a moment, it instantly shattered the energy palm in front of him.

A strange color flashed in Jia Luoye's eyes, and he moved his body. His whole body crackled, and he also waved his fists towards Xuanyuan.

Bang!

Xuanyuan's fists collided with Jia Luoye's, making a dull sound.

Amazing energy exploded in the fists of the two.

The energy was rampant and terrifying.

It seemed that the two were evenly matched, but in fact, they were evenly matched.

Of course, Jia Luoye did not use his full strength.

Otherwise, with Xuanyuan's current strength, he would naturally not be able to resist.

"What is your explanation for this attack?"

"Do you have any other reasons?"

Although he knew that this was not Jia Luoye's true strength, Xuanyuan was still unyielding, and his tone was very playful.

Jia Luoye's pale face showed a slight ruddy color.

He seemed to be a little angry and exerted force on his fist.

Suddenly.

Xuanyuan only felt a supreme power coming from Jia Luoye's body, and the next moment, a "bang" sounded with a dull sound.

Xuanyuan's figure flew backwards.

"Puff!"

After stabilizing his body, Xuanyuan spit out a large mouthful of blood. The power of Jia Luoye's attack was extraordinary, causing his blood and qi to surge. After calming down his own surging blood and qi, he stared at Jia Luoye coldly.

"I've said it before, if you can't afford it, don't play, it's really boring!"

At the same time, the voices of the geniuses of various forces were sneering and mocking.

"I'm really drunk, this is still the Holy King!"

"How shameless!"

"Brother, have you forgotten that he is the Holy King of a foreign land? How much can you believe what a foreign land says?"

"That's right!"

"It's a pity that I'm weak, otherwise I would have stepped forward and whipped him hard to let him understand why the flowers are so red!"

"..."

This time, facing the discussions around him, Jia Luoye didn't care. His face was as thick as a city wall at this moment, and this little killing power couldn't affect him at all.

Staring at Xuanyuan, Jia Luoye said.

"Little brat, you are really surprising me more and more!"

"I am a little reluctant to kill you now!"

"You are a supreme level 7 but you can attack like a half-saint. It is a waste for you to die here!"

"How about you give all your secrets and declare your submission to me, and sign a master-servant contract with me?"

Xuanyuan's eyes flashed with cold light. This Jialuoye actually wanted him to submit. It was just a daydream!

"You are crazy to want me to submit!"

"You are dreaming in broad daylight. Jialuoye, you know that I am very talented. How about you submit to me?"

"Follow me in the future. I will try to erase your foreign identity. What do you think?"

After Xuanyuan's voice resounded, the place was quiet for a moment.

I don’t know who started it, but a series of sneers poured into Jia Luoye’s ears.

Everyone knew that Xuanyuan Bo wanted to disgust Jia Luoye, and neither Jia Luoye nor Xuanyuan Bo would agree to the other’s request.

“How dare you!”

“Ant, there are many ways to die in this world, but you chose the most painful way.”

“Today, this Saint King will let you know what the most painful torture in this world is!” Jia Luoye burst out with a roar, and amazing energy burst out of his body. His face was hideous, and his pupils were full of anger.

Xuanyuan Bo’s expression was calm, and he was not threatened by Jia Luoye.

“Do you have any last words?”

Suddenly, Xuanyuan Bo spoke out of the blue, not only making Jia Luoye on the opposite side stunned, but also making the people watching the battle around confused, not knowing what Xuanyuan Bo was keeping secret.

"What does he mean?"

"Could it be that he has some trump card that can kill Jia Luoye in an instant?"

"So crazy!"

"Fuck, if I had his strength at this age, I would be even crazier than him, but he must have something to rely on, otherwise I don't believe he would say that."

"Hahaha!" A burst of crazy laughter attracted everyone's attention again.

Jia Luoye covered his chest and laughed so hard that he fell over, as if he had heard a great joke.

"Little ghost, are you hysterical?"

"Why are you dreaming before night!"

"It's so funny, with your little cultivation, you still want to kill this Saint King?"

"Do you have a saint's forbidden weapon, or the help of a saint?"

Xuanyuan did not speak, but slowly stretched out his hand. In his palm, at this moment, there was a jade sword emitting a strong holy power.

Dao and patterns were all over it, the aura was amazing, and it emitted a golden glow.

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