Chapter 170 Fierce

The surface of the white army's body is shrouded in a golden light shield, and the white fog shadow turned into Xia's fists against the light shield. Tens of thousands of pairs of eyes stared at this scene, not knowing what would happen next.

The power surged above the light shield, which obviously sank the point attacked by Xia, and there was still a little space between the fist and the chest of the white army.

"Come on, come on, summer." Xia Xiaonan nervously pulled the corner of his clothes. However, the fog shadow on the surface of the summer has begun to dissipate, revealing the body.

"Hey hey, what a pity. It's just a little bit away." Bai Jun smiled ferociously at the corners of his mouth, his fists tightened, and the depression on the light shield suddenly bounced. Bang!" ( Bang) Xia's intuitive arms were numb, and his body flew backwards under the gaze of the audience.

"Jing Xia." Xia Xiaonan's delicate body was shocked, and her pretty face turned white with fear.

The result is still the same as everyone thinks, and the final winner is Bai Jun after all. No one on the court doubts this anymore. A nine-level martial artist can't beat a martial king anyway. Xia Yuanqian and the three-eyed monkey couldn't help but look a little solemn, and even they had no bottom in their hearts at this time.

"Boom!"

The flame bird fights with the bloodthirsty crocodile, but most people still pay attention to it. He has stood up from the ground and seems to be slightly injured. However, the victory no longer belongs to him, at least the audience thinks so.

Bai Jun's face was already full of a ferocious smile, and the golden mask became more and more solid. "Hey hey, stinky boy, it's over. It's you who died after all."

"Hey hey, isn't it?" With a faint evil smile and a trace of joke, Xia slowly raised his head, and his clear eyes were full of thick disdain.

Everyone in the audience was stunned. The blue light of Xia's whole body soared, and two thick water dragons rose up and rushed into the sky. Everyone was shocked. Compared with the previous killing of Liao Zhen's water dragon, this time it was 30 to 40 meters long, and the roar resounded through the sky.

Although the water dragon is visually shocking, its momentum is not as strong as that of the white army. The latter also saw this, showing disdain, "Well, to this extent, yes,"

Before he finished speaking, something incredible happened. Two roaring water dragons suddenly intertwined, rolled each other's bodies, and slowly transformed into a water dragon.

"That's that?" Now even Xia Yuan couldn't keep calm. He looked at the three-eyed monkey next to him, and his face was also shocked. Bai Desen's eyebrows tightened, and a bad foreboding spread in the bottom of his heart.

The fusion of the two water dragons was completed in the blink of an eye. What reappeared in front of everyone was a 100-meter-long blue dragon, which was vivid and roared. The space was a little chaotic. The audience on the field was shocked and dumbfounded.

"Is this the power that nine-level warriors can give out?"

"It's really terrible." ......

Bai Jun felt that his body and mind were a little trembling, and forced himself to calm down. "I won't lose, stinky boy, don't pretend in front of me."

"Hmm." The cold murderous intention gushed out of Xia's eyes, and his heart moved. The 100-meter dragon in the air bent down and rushed to the White Army, "How!" The loud dragon chant shocked everyone in the audience, and some of the weak feelings were about to jump out of the body.

The powerful oppression almost made Bai Jun breathless. Up to now, he had to grit his teeth and resist. As long as he carried this blow, the abominable stinky boy was the fish on the cutting board. He couldn't believe that he could use such a powerful move from Xia and the strength to stop it. Myself.

"Boom!"

The blue dragon hit the golden mask of the white army fiercely, and the ground began to tremble, pouring into the sea, and the majestic momentum like a mountain gathered on the white army. The latter's body was shaken, his legs were slightly bent, and his clothes were blown. The golden mask is sunken again, but this time the range is obviously larger than before.

"Kanka!"

The crisp sound seemed to be broken. Countless people in the audience were shocked, and the golden mask in front of Bai Jun spread out clear cracks. Bai Jun's face changed dramatically, and his eyes showed panic for the first time.

"Ban!"

The next second, the white army's proud mask suddenly turned into thousands of golden fragments, fluttering in the air like feathers and becoming transparent. However, the remaining power of the water dragon hit his body like a tide. Bai Jun stared at his eyes, and the pain spread all over his body.

"Boom!" A circle of blue aftermath swept away from the field, and the powerful destructive power gradually returned to calm down. Everyone's eyes were wide open, and they didn't dare to come out. They stared at Bai Jun, who was wrapped in blue light. The blue light that confused the vision dissipated, and a man full of blood stood there.

"Hang!" The whole audience took a breath of cold air, and the huge waves turned up in their hearts and could not calm down. The jade eyebrows gently covered her red lips, and her soft eyes were full of shock. At this moment, almost everyone was stunned. The white army at the level of King Wu was injured like this. It was still a nine-level martial artist who did this.

"It's too horrible."

"Oh my God! What did I see?"

"Bai Jun lost, did you lose?" ......

With a sound of questioning, the disciples of the Beast Sect were all dumbfounded. It was too funny that the genius brother was beaten like this by a nine-level martial artist. However, it really happened in front of him, and no one could believe it. Bai Desen's eyes surged with cold chills, and his face was as ugly as it was.

"Cough!" Bai Jun coughed up a trace of red blood, and a handsome face became distorted because of hatred. He suddenly shouted, "Blood-thirsty crocodile, tear up this stinky boy."

"Hor!" The bloodthirsty crocodile received the order and immediately rushed to Xiangxia. However, how can the flame bird make it succeed? Its whole body is burning with a real flame, like an outer meteorite hitting a strange crocodile.

"Don't worry about it, kill that stinky boy." As soon as the strange crocodile wanted to deal with the flame bird, he was drunk by Bai Jun. Now he has been overwhelmed by hatred. There is only one thing waiting for him to finish in his mind, that is, to kill General Xia. Even if he sacrifices the bloodthirsty crocodile, he will kill him.

"Boom!" The flame of the flame bird firmly hit the bloodthirsty monster crocodile. The attack of the same level of Warcraft could not be ignored. The monster crocodile roared angrily and desolately, endured the severe pain and continued to rush to the target, completing the order given by the master.

"Jing Xia, be careful." Looking at the motionless General Xia, Xia Xiaonan couldn't help shouting.

Many people present think that after using a powerful killing move, it is difficult to move due to the collapse in the body. Bai Jun also thought so, with a vicious and ferocious smile on his face, "Hey hey hey hey, go to hell,"

"Ban!" Bai Jun's smile suddenly stiffened on his face, and the scene in his heart did not appear, but the bloodthirsty crocodile was blown out by a blue light.

The heavy body smashed a piece of dust, followed by a flame bird turning into a flame again to attack the bloodthirsty crocodile. This time, it was deeply hit hard, and there was no defense. "Boom!" With a loud noise, the body of the bloodthirsty crocodile burst in an instant, the blood rain was empty, and the broken internal organs were scattered on the ground. The strong smell of blood and the smell of burning flesh filled the whole table.

The tragic scenes were staged again and again, and the audience intuitively began to twitch their stomachs. It was bloody and really bloody. The disciples of the Beast Ting Sect were all as pale as earth, and they were shocked. Bai Wuxia's pretty face did not have a trace of blood, and he vaguely felt that something more bad had happened.

"You? You?" Bai Jun was afraid, and finally he was scared from the bottom of his heart, but he still hated it more.

"Hmm." Jiang Xia's body flashed and reached Bai Jun in an instant. His cold eyes were chilly, and he grabbed the other party's neck with one hand. Do you know that you deserve to die?

No one in the audience is shocked. Is he going to kill this talented young master of the beast-trap? Bai Desen clenched his fists, took a deep breath, and his throat rolled gently, "Let him go."

A gentle discussion came up on the court, and now Bai Desen has spoken, and things may have changed. Unexpectedly, a faint sarcasm rose from the corners of Xia's mouth, as if he hadn't heard what Bai Desen said. He pinched Bai Jun's neck with one hand and walked to the Xia family's team.

"What is he going to do?"

"Who knows?" ......

Under the doubtful eyes of everyone, Xia put Bai Jun facing Xia Xiaonan on the court, and his tone was as cold as the cold wind of the twelfth lunar month, "Kneel down."

"Hang!" Everyone present finally understood the intention of General Xia. He wanted to avenge Xia Xiaonan. Just now, in order to save his brother, Xia Xiaonan did not hesitate to lose his dignity and kneel to Bai Jun, and this time he asked Bai Jun to return his dignity to Xia Xiaonan.

I understand. General Xia did not hesitate to offend the Beast Sect. He killed Liao Zhen first, and then abused the White Army just for a woman. Xia Xiaonan's delicate body trembled and bit her red lips gently. She couldn't help but feel a little moved and wanted to cry.

"If you want me to kneel down, I can't die." Bai Jun said viciously, and he also made up his mind that even if he died, he would let Xia Xiaonan live in the shadow of a generation.

Xia's eyes were condensed, and her lips touched gently, "Say it again, kneel down."

"Dream, I won't die,"

"K's click." The sound of crisp bone fracture caused the hearts of everyone in the audience to shrink, followed by Bai Jun's miserable and painful cry. Everyone's pupils tightened. At this time, Bai Jun's knees were broken, unable to kneel on the stage, and his facial features were twisted in great pain.

Tens of thousands of people's venue was quiet, leaving only Bai Jun's painful shouts. The gentle teenager in the grade broke his legs and made him kneel on the ground. The means were shocking.

Both the people of the Xia family and the taming sect were shocked by the scene in front of them. Some martial artists with poor strength were even more scared that their backs were cold, sweated coldly, and their hearts were full of words, cruel, really cruel.