Chapter 115 One Punch and One Foot

There is also the remains of the saint. If you can extract the blood of the saint, your own practice will also get great benefits. Although you will not be promoted to the holy realm like the West Palace without hatred, there is no problem in improving combat effectiveness by one level.

The physique is very strong, but it is also very difficult to advance. In particular, a supernatural physique like Xu Le, as long as a certain amount of energy absorption is sufficient, it can trigger the evolutionary transformation of a supernatural physique.

Therefore, it is several times more difficult to advance than the ordinary supernatural physique, and the slower it is. Without the assistance of Sanwei Zhenhuo, it is almost impossible for him to successfully advance to level 10.

As soon as Xu Le's soul was swept, he saw that the strength of the two saints had just exceeded the combat power of a dragon. As long as he could fight closely, he had full confidence to kill them.

Those chasing practitioners have long stopped in the distance. They don't have the courage to approach and will put their lives here if they are not careful. And looking at those battle scenes, the slightly dominant side is obviously the notorious bandit robbers wandering on the edge of Danyu.

A scream sounded, and a master practitioner was cut off his right arm with a knife, and his chest was hit hard and thrown in the direction of Xu Le.

Xu Le reached out and grabbed it, clicked a few times at the fracture like lightning, helped him stop the blood, and stuffed a healing medicine.

"Thank you for saving my life. Bandits are rampant. They want to rob the elixir bought in Xianmen. Please help me."

The injured man's face was pale and his eyes were full of begging.

"Your life is fine. Take good care of yourself first." Xu Le looked at the battlefield, and the bandits were all outlaws. They were fierce and completely fought for their lives. On the contrary, although the defense line of those immortal disciples is strong, it also limits their joint power and is frightening.

Xu Le is a martial arts master, and his appearance also attracted the attention of bandits. If he suddenly attacks behind his back, he may disrupt the balance.

A martial arts master with a fleshy face and a strong body like a brown bear attacked Xu Le. He punched him and let out a whining sound. The shadow of the fist is heavy, which makes people confused and swirl.

This person has a deep martial arts practice and has condensed his fist. His physique has been strengthened 95 times, and his combat effectiveness has reached 170, and his strength is very good.

But he seemed to be overpowerful in front of Xu Le. He stood still and was not forced by the fist. It was not until the other party's fist approached the center of his eyebrows that he choked and brought up an unparalleled knife light.

In an instant, the fist disappeared, and the other party's body stiffened in mid-air, making a 'cluck' sound in his throat. A blood line appeared from his waist, and a powerful master-level disciple was killed in seconds and cut into two sections.

"Too... Too powerful."

The man with a broken arm beside him was stunned. Just now, his eyes only caught a light, and he was born and died before he could react.

Xu Le carries a golden dragon knife, which is majestic and magnificent.

"A group of bandits and huge bandits do all kinds of evil. It is incumbent on me to exorcism and defend the way." He stepped out, and people had already killed into the crowd. With a sweep of the dragon's knife, no one is spared.

"Kill."

Among the bandits, three martial arts masters who killed red eyes suddenly roared and rushed to Xu Le. Unfortunately, their strength was weak and their attack power was weak and mediocre.

Xu Le held a big knife and cut off one person's head without dodging, and the blade brushed the other party's sword and body. Then as soon as he raised his left arm to block another knife, he saw the knife breaking into more than ten pieces with a click. And the third man's fist was only half hit, and Xu Le had kicked him in the chest and kicked his body directly.

A blood fog rose, and the bloody scene brought the battlefield to rest.

One person was dismembered, and the other was kicked. The martial arts master who lost his knife fled with a miserable roar, but Xu Le just opened his mouth and blew, and a long rainbow of air came out, making a long sound like a sword, passing through his head, leaving a clearly visible blood hole.

All four martial arts masters were killed in a blink of an eye, and the bandit gang gathered back to defend one after another. Even the Hua Sangong, who was fighting, had a gloomy face and made several big killing moves to force the opponent back, and then flashed in front of Xu Le.

"Little beast, I will take your life."

A momentum locked Xu Le, and Hua Sangong's five-finger bullets stimulated a sword spirit. The sword is fierce and raging, like a treasure weapon coming out of its sheath and killing at will.

The power form of the saint is higher, and his vitality is condensed and does not disperse, just like a true sword blade.

"Dodge quickly." The saint of Xianmen was too late to rescue, so he could only remind him.

Xu Le originally wanted to capture this bandit Kou Hua's three palaces, but now he took the initiative to send it to his door for peace. The sonorous collision sounded densely, like notes dancing happily.

Those vitality swords fell on Xu Le, and even the muscles and skins could not be broken and disappeared one after another. Hua Sangong's right finger sword has been grabbed on Xu Le's forehead. He urged him to exhale, and his eyes changed greatly in an instant. Just like the heart was dug out, the whole face was scared without blood.

A steady move not only can't smash the opponent's head, but the anti-shock force also cracked his five-finger bone, and a powerful dark force spread all over the arm, like a sledgehammer swing, smashing the arm to pieces.

Fortunately, it is the Eucharist. Even if you are injured, you can recover for a few days, but Hua Sangong has sweated all over and retreated to the team to looked at Xu Le in fear. Obviously, he is a young person in a quenched state, but his physical defense is strong against the sky.

"The native chickens and dogs are not good for the climate. Hua old thief, are you obedient and captured, or wait for me to beat you down, break your neck, and then take your corpse to receive the reward?

Xu Le is dressed in gold armor, and the dragon's knife resists his shoulders. He is tall and powerful, his voice is passionate and powerful, and his body exudes an invisible aura. Just like the emperor on the throne, his eyes swept, and the ministers knelt down and bowed.

Understanding [Emperor] boxing made Xu Le's whole breath change dramatically.

"Little brother is really good, I have no extreme Song Kui."

There are many fairy gates, big and small in the secular immortal world. Xu Le didn't know the Wuji Gate, but he still held his fist and said, "Xu Qi, the general of the royal mansion of the Fenghuo Empire, also asked Song Kui to sit in the town. This three palaces of China can't give him another chance to make waves."

The tone sounded very proud, but no one present felt harsh. Judging from the situation just now, the Hua Sangong was scared away alive.

"Good."

Sheng Kui smiled and nodded slightly.

Although the number of bandits was large, the leading four martial arts masters all died. The most powerful pillar saint was scared off by a ten-level practitioner, which was simply a deep stab in their hearts and buried the crazy blood in their bodies.

Xu Le's disdain, a few understated words twisted Hua Sangong's old face, his body trembled, and all the dignity of the saint was trampled under his feet and trampled fiercely.

"Little beast, you have a big tone. I went through thousands of disasters to become a saint. How can I be threatened by you?" Hua Sangong had a sword in his hand, and his vitality condensed his sword body, and his impetuous breath gradually calmed down.

"It's useless, it's just a futile struggle." Xu Le shook his head, and his figure became blurred, as if his real body had perfectly integrated with heaven and earth. Everyone clearly saw him standing in front of him, but they could not feel the slightest breath on him, and the fluctuations of life disappeared cleanly and without a trace.

Except for the wind!

"Damn." Hua Sangong was a little surprised at first, but then he woke up. He roared one after another, and the sword in his hand bloomed out a hundred and ten horizontal sword lights, and laid a sword wall in front of him.

With a tearing sound, two big hands passed through the sword wall and tore one of them in half. Xu Le's supernatural power is vivid, indestructible and unbreakable.

"Intremeless."

Hua Sangong wanted to dodge, but a sharp pain suddenly came from his chest, and his heart suffocated instantly as if it was about to explode. The courage in front of him was dark, and his whole body flew out like withered leaves.

In everyone's eyes, the supreme saint was punched away by a martial arts master.

Xu Le used the eight-step method of chasing cicadas, and the whole person turned into an ancient beast. He stepped out with one foot, the earth cracked and the air condensed.

Hua Sangong's mouth made a harsh roar. He finally suppressed the rolling inner breath in his body. Before he could lift his breath, he felt his scalp numb, and a shadow pressed down his head.

Bum——

Xu Le kicked him away again, and Hua Sangong couldn't help spitting out a few mouthfuls of blood arrows. His hair spread, his martial robe was messy, and his saint's demeanor was gone.

Song Kui's saint saw a chill. He had never seen such a perverted martial arts master. No wonder the wind and fire empire could be as famous as the five immortals. Their evil disciples were really perverted and unbelievable. If it were him, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to stop that punch.

The weak disciples in the bandits had been scared for a long time. A saint stared at them, and no one dared to escape.

Xu Le was murderous, but he did not continue to take action. Instead, he turned around and looked at an empty place and said, "You have been hiding there for a long time. Do you have to force you to appear?"

There are other people at the scene, strong people who can be invisible. Saint Song Kui and the frightened Three Palace of Hua looked at the empty space at the same time and saw air ripples stirring up, and a beautiful and petite figure slowly appeared.

"It's really you."

When Xu Le saw that the other party was masked, he immediately recognized his origin. This girl once tried to take the Qianqiu sword from her hand in Funiu Mountain, but she was severely damaged. If someone hadn't rescued her in time, she would have become a pink skeleton.

"General Xu knows me?"

Xu Le secretly scolded himself for being stupid. His current identity is the general of the Fenghuo Empire. How can he know her? However, he didn't change his face, but snorted, "Last time you had a great life in Funiu Mountain, but miracles will not happen every time."