Chapter 475 (2/2)

But Zong he Wang in the crowd frowned gently. In his eyes, a look of worry flashed vaguely. Zhuang Gaoyi's strength was somewhat unexpected.

”Don't worry, even if Shuanghui's challenge fails, it's normal. It won't affect the momentum he's trying to create in these days.”

On one side, Song Yu Wang patted Zong and Wang on the shoulder and said with a smile.

”That's true.” Zong and Wang Shihuai smiled.

On the battlefield.

As a great master, Zhuang Gaoyi naturally has extraordinary combat power. His burning hand keeps shooting. With each palm, his power will double. For a moment, he directly suppressed Shuanghui.

”Crazy eight moves - the second move!”

”Crazy eight - the third!”

”Crazy eight - the fourth!”

The frost glow was oppressed, the red eyes were round, the eyes were open, the black hair stood up, and the mouth roared like a beast.

At this time, his face was pale. There was a touch of blood on the corner of his mouth. It was also stained with blood everywhere. It looked a little tragic. It was obvious that he was seriously injured.

After Shuang Hui obtained the golden sword, coupled with the crazy eight styles taught to him by song Yuwang, his strength soared to a new level, but there seems to be some gap compared with a great master of the Holy See.

However, Shuanghui, who has completely entered the crazy state, although it is full of dangers, shows quite tenacious. He constantly displays the crazy eight moves to fight Zhuang Gaoyi.

”Hum, all said, challenge me, boy, you are too young to know heaven and earth!”

Zhuang Gaoyi's clothes made a sound of hunting, and his face was very blue. On his right palm, the flame was burning, and even the sound of explosion came faintly, just like the fire of hell. He could see the ting Wei watching the war around, and his scalp was numb.

”Burning hand - the seventh hand!”

Zhuang Gaoyi suddenly drank coldly and poured all his anger into his right palm. With a beat, a huge flame palm print two feet wide roared away towards the frost in front.

”Peng!”

The huge palm print burning the flame suddenly patted Shuanghui's body. Shuanghui only felt that there was a huge flame in front of him. The next moment, his body suddenly flew out and fell dozens of pieces away. There were already signs of cracking on his body.

Everyone around was shocked!

Shuanghui is strong, but the gap between Shuanghui and Zhuang Gaoyi is still quite obvious.

”Frost glow!”

Zong he Wang in the crowd was about to rush forward with a cry of surprise, but the king of Song Yu beside him grabbed him. Zong he Wang had to stop and look at the king of Song Yu with confused eyes.

”Wait and see.”

The Jade King of song smiled faintly and didn't say much.

Zong and the king were more and more confused.

”Patter!”“ Patter! ”

Zhuang Gaoyi went to Shuanghui step by step. Every step, the space around him was a violent twist, and his whole body was full of unparalleled momentum.

He looked gloomy and terrible, like a god of death, went to Shuanghui. The words spitting out from his mouth and the cold blood solidified in an instant: ”Shuanghui, let me tell you what is great!”

The boy challenged him unscrupulously in front of the whole holy see. He must let him taste the taste of heartbreak.

But right now.

After a moment of silence, the muscles of the whole body suddenly twisted strangely, striking the eyes and startling the heart.

An extreme violent spirit suddenly appeared from his body. It was terrible to the extreme. The hearts of the audience around him could not help but burst into a chill.

In a trance, they felt that the frost glow at this time was like a forever madman coming here.

Huh?

Zhuang Gaoyi frowned slightly and couldn't help but stop his steps. His face became dignified. He was keenly aware that Shuanghui suddenly became extremely dangerous.

”Roar!”

Frost Hui suddenly gave a roar. It's true. At this time, his voice has been completely animal.

”Crazy eight - the seventh!”

At the next moment, he jumped up suddenly, and the whole person turned into a golden stream awn. He went up against the sky, holding a two meter long golden giant sword and chopped it down. On the blade of the golden giant sword, he chopped a golden sword awn that was five feet long, dazzling, and cleaved to Zhuang Gaoyi below.

Zhuang Gaoyi was stunned, his body shook rapidly, turned into a residual shadow and flew out obliquely.

The huge golden sword split on the ground and directly cut a huge sword mark several feet deep on the ground.

”Crazy eight - the eighth!”