But the monks around didn't see Su Liyang clearly at all, they found that Su Liyang had appeared at the position where Zhuo Wen was just now, and the speed of that made them all change color.

Of course, Zhuo Wen was able to dodge such rapid attacks in an instant, and many people gave Zhuo Wen a high look.

"Good response!"

Su Liyang sneered, and took a step forward. Suddenly, horrible cracks appeared on the ground, like countless spider webs.

But Su Liyang disappeared in place like a cannonball, and appeared in front of Zhuo Wen the next moment.

Boom!

Zhuo Wen also punched violently, and together with Su Liyang, countless vigor flew up immediately, the whole square shook, and the terrifying energy spread countless cracks on the ground of the whole square.

Afterwards, everyone found that Zhuo Wen was standing motionless like a rock, while Su Liyang retreated four or five steps in a row before he managed to stabilize his figure.

"How is this possible? This Zhuo Wen actually punched Su Liyang hard. Not only did he not retreat, but Su Liyang retreated suddenly. How is this possible? Could it be that Su Liyang is not this person's opponent."

Everyone was in an uproar, but Ziwei Xingjun heaved a sigh of relief, and at the same time became even more in awe of Zhuo Wen.

He also didn't expect that in front of such a powerful Su Liyang, Zhuo Wen would still have the upper hand.

But Ziwei Xingjun also knew that Su Liyang did not use his full strength. After all, Su Liyang only used extreme fire energy.

"Good boy, it's really hidden. You actually have such a powerful physical body."

Su Liyang stabilized his figure, and the contempt in his eyes completely disappeared. Just after he finished speaking, when his eyes fell on Zhuo Wen's side, he found that Zhuo Wen was no longer there.

"Immortal, you talk a lot!"

But soon, a cold voice came from Su Liyang's ears. He thought something was wrong in his heart, and he punched to the left suddenly, but unfortunately, the moment he punched, the punch had already hit him hard. over his cheek.

Pooh!

Su Liyang spat out a mouthful of blood, mixed with several blood-stained teeth, and then he flew upside down involuntarily, hitting the ground not far away heavily.

At this moment, the audience was silent, and everyone looked at Zhuo Wen completely differently. Even Su Liyang was so easily blown away, who the hell is this person?

"The old man wants you to die!"

Su Liyang, who was lying on the side, let out a roar, and burst out three kinds of extreme energy, extreme fire, extreme thunder and extreme wind, like a raging beast, rushing towards Zhuo Wen violently.

At this moment, Su Liyang, whether it is speed or strength, is much more terrifying than before.

boom!

Zhuo Wen was not to be outdone, and with his body soaked in the blood of the real dragon, he really wasn't afraid of Su Liyang.

Immediately, the two fought together, fighting from the ground to the sky, and from the sky to the ground.

The monks around all gave way one after another, not daring to stand near the two battle groups.

"This is the real strength of Patriarch Shanhe. You see, Zhuo Wen was suppressed by Su Liyang."

"Although this Zhuo Wen hides his secrets, Su Liyang is more powerful and terrifying. He really angered Su Liyang, and this person is really going to be in trouble."

"..."

There were constant discussions around, but Ziwei Xingjun's eyes were full of worry. He didn't expect that Su Liyang would be so powerful after exerting all his strength, directly suppressing Zhuo Wen.

Judging from this trend, Zhuo Wen may be defeated in only a hundred rounds.

"Ant, I really think you are my opponent." Su Liyang's eyes were red, and he looked at Zhuo Wen who was still parrying in front of him with disdain.

Although Zhuo Wen seemed to be at a disadvantage, his expression was always indifferent. He silently looked at Su Liyang and said, "Ignorance!"

As he said that, Zhuo Wen squeezed the void with his hands, and countless purple mist burst out suddenly, and then two extremely slender purple swords appeared in Zhuo Wen's hands.

"cut!"

Zhuo Wen held the purple sword in both hands, like a god, and his strength increased a lot in an instant.

boom!

Su Liyang let out a muffled snort, and was caught off guard and flew back. He stared in surprise at the young man in white who was surrounded by purple mist and held a purple sword.

"Daoyi? Who are you from Taiqing?" Su Liyang's pupils shrank, and he couldn't help asking.

And everyone below was also shocked, and they didn't expect that the young man in white actually used the power of Taoism. JrNovels.com