2486: C2486 Purple Star Holy Thunder

C2486 Purple Star Holy Thunder

Wang Xiaojian's handsome face revealed a surprised expression.

It was not the Nine Star Demon Saint that Long Ziqiang had displayed, as well as the power of the Spatial Laws.

Instead, it was the power of thunder that lingered on the long spear.

Wang Xiaojian looked at it with his powerful vision.

This was definitely not an ordinary thunder!

Interesting!

"Sword, come!"

A flash of light appeared in Wang Xiaojian's hand, and then the Golden Cicada Sacred Emperor Sword appeared in his hand.

At the same time, a wisp of golden flame merged with the sword.

"The water of the Yellow River is coming from the sky!"

He shouted lightly and flicked the long sword. He cast the Guzzler skill and appeared in front of Long Ziqiang in an instant.

Immediately after that, he thrust his longsword forward!

Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!

The purple lightning bolt and Wang Xiaojian's sword light clashed together.

Then, it exploded.

A terrifying energy swept out.

Long Ziqiang's expression changed, and he quickly retreated.

Wang Xiaojian, on the other hand, had a calm expression.

A white afterimage was left behind on the ground, and in an instant, his body broke through the explosive energy and appeared in front of Long Ziqiang once again.

Then, the Golden Cicada Sacred Emperor Sword in his hand slashed down without any hesitation!

There were not many fancy moves.

However, it contained more than a hundred million kilograms of power!

That was a strength of 100,000 tons.

It carried a terrifying sword aura as it exploded forth with the help of the Golden Cicada Sacred Emperor Sword.

Long Ziqiang's expression changed, and he raised the long spear in his hand to block the attack.

However, there was a loud bang.

His arm became numb, and his palm cracked in an instant. The long spear in his hand flew out of his hand.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

The spear that was surrounded by lightning spun in circles in the air before stabbing into the ground.

The experts of the Dragon Race were shocked.

As members of the dragon race, they all knew the combat strength and talent Long Ziqiang possessed.

But in just one or two moves, his weapon was sent flying?

In the sky, Long Ziqiang also found it hard to believe.

He could not believe that Wang Xiaojian's sword was so powerful.

Wang Xiaojian's handsome face had a smile on it.

He didn't attack again. Instead, the corner of his mouth curled into a mocking smile and said, "Did you see that? I said, if I attack, you won't even have the chance to attack. The difference between you and me is too great. "

" You keep saying that you want to challenge me, but unfortunately, you're not my match at all. "

"'Ding! ' Congratulations to the host for successfully mocking him. King Points + 38!'"

"'Ding! ' Congratulations on completing a direct taunt. King points + 168! '"

A clear voice sounded.

Long Ziqiang's body trembled.

He only felt insulted and became extremely furious.

"Wang Xiaojian, don't get carried away by your success. I will defeat you. I will defeat you in front of the princess!"

He shouted and crossed his arms in front of his chest.

He used a powerful secret technique, and purple lightning coiled around his body.

A pair of purple dragon wings appeared on his back in an instant.

They were shaped like lightning as they pierced into the sky.

Whoosh!

The speed of Long Ziqiang, who had grown purple dragon wings, became extremely fast.

In the blink of an eye, he flew several hundred miles.

Immediately after that, his body drew a bolt of lightning in the sky, and he charged towards Wang Xiaojian once again.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

His body tore through the air at an extremely fast speed, and a sonic boom was heard in the air.

Immediately after that, Long Ziqiang clenched his fist and roared furiously. With a flash of lightning, his purple fist smashed fiercely towards Wang Xiaojian's head.

The body of the Dragon Tribe was strong, and their physical strength was also very shocking.

Under extreme speed, the power of this punch was enough to destroy the heavens and extinguish the earth.

Even a Nine Stars Martial Saint would not dare to take this punch head on.

Because it would not be able to block it at all.

However, Wang Xiaojian's eyes revealed some light.

He abandoned his sword and also shook his hand into a fist.

He gathered all the strength of hundreds of millions of kilograms into his arm and threw it towards the direction where the Dragon Purple Qiang was coming from.

Boom!

Boom! Boom!

In the sky, the two fists collided.

A cold smile appeared on Long Ziqiang's face.

Wang Xiaojian was clearly a sword cultivator, but he used his fists to fight against him.

In his opinion, he was just showing off his skills in front of an expert.

In the end, Wang Xiaojian's arm must have been broken, or he might even have died.

However, right after that, his expression changed.

He heard a loud cracking sound.

An unbearable pain came from his arm.

Following that, with a bang, half of his arm exploded.

Puff!

Ah!

A terrifying force invaded Long Ziqiang's body at the same time, causing him to spit out blood and fly backwards.

Wang Xiaojian's figure also retreated dozens of feet.

However, his expression was calm, and he was completely unharmed!

"What?"

Outside the secret ground, the experts of the Dragon Tribe wore shocked expressions upon seeing this.

As experts of the Dragon Tribe, they all knew that every genius of the Dragon Tribe possessed extremely powerful physical strength.

This physical strength! It was innately strong, and under the tempering of the Postnatal Realm, it had reached an inconceivable level.

And in this world, there was not a single human who dared to exchange fists with a dragon race prodigy.

Because, those who had done so in the past, all of them had their bodies smashed into pieces.

However, right before their eyes. . .

Not only was Wang Xiaojian's body not smashed into pieces. . .

On the contrary, Long Ziqiang's arm exploded.

"How can this kid possess such powerful strength?"

"Has he cultivated the Refining Body Technique?"

"But, what kind of Refining Body skill can make his physical strength reach such a level?"

"I can't believe it!"

“……”

The dragon experts were all shocked.

A smile appeared on Long Aotian's face.

The dragon clan women were extremely excited.

They had never seen such a powerful human youth, moreover, he was their son-in-law.

Princess Long Meng'er was actually worried about Wang Xiaojian.

At this moment, she stared at Wang Xiaojian's heroic appearance in the secret realm, her eyes filled with infatuation.

"You've lost!"

Wang Xiaojian's figure flashed and appeared in front of Long Ziqiang.

"I didn't!"

Long Ziqiang's expression was ferocious.

One of his arms had been smashed, and he was in great pain.

However, he would never admit defeat.

Especially in front of so many clansmen.

"Then you still have tricks up your sleeve?!" Wang Xiaojian asked.

"That's right!" Long Ziqiang spoke with a crazed expression on his face.

Lightning flashed in his purple eyes.

A powerful aura spread out.

His body began to transform in the sky.

A moment ago, he still looked like a human wearing a treasured armor.

However, his body was changing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The treasured armor on his body also changed shape along with his body.

In a moment, he turned into a purple dragon covered in dragon scales.

He was still a Nine Star Demon Saint.

However, its aura became much more terrifying.

At the same time, a shocking dragon might descended from the sky.

"Wang Xiaojian, do you see that? This is my true strength. "

"Now, destroy it!"

He roared.

A purple thunderbolt formed above his head.

Then, it struck towards Wang Xiaojian's direction.2

This purple thunderbolt was no ordinary thunderbolt.

It was the unique Purple Saint Thunder of the Purple Dragon Clan!

Once struck, no matter how strong one's body was, it would be destroyed.

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