Chapter 193 (2/2)

Huang Quan frowned slightly. He lowered his head slowly and looked at his right palm.

On Huang Quan's right hand palm, a very terrible huge knife mark crossed it, as if to split his palm completely.

”Interesting.” Huang Quan's mouth slowly split a smile, he did not get angry because of his injury, but more happy to smile.

”You're no longer my opponent now. Give up.” Small brocade holds a knife in both hands, he says to Huang Quan without expression, the tone is full of firm color.

Just reached the highest level of Bajin.

It is said that only the founder of badaomen has reached the highest level since its establishment.

For countless years to come, no matter what level of genius, they could only use foreign things as their own life-threatening swords, and could not condense a real overlord.

”I'm afraid it's too early to say that now?” Huang Quan walked forward slowly, and a group of fighting spirit broke out on him at last.

Just for a moment, the yellow spring disappeared in place, and then came to the top of Xiaojin's head in an instant, and took a hard hand again.

Xiaojin's reaction speed is very fast, he quickly holds a knife to resist the attack of huangquan.

”Bang!”

Huang Quan's palm beat hard on the Ba Dao, and the terrible evil Qi instantly crushed away, almost smashing the Ba Dao in Xiaojin's hand into nothingness again.

Small brocade quickly backward two steps, this just unloaded that one palm strength way.”Why is this guy so strong? He is just a new emperor. Why can he compete with me Small brocade Heart spirit big shock, he one face can't believe murmur way.

In the Badao sect, Xiaojin is a unique and unique genius, and has even been appointed as the next leader of Badao sect.

However, compared with ordinary brocade, Xiaodao is absolutely invincible.

”If you can take the next one, then this competition, I will automatically admit defeat.” Huang Quan covered his back with a hand, and then he spoke contemptuously to Xiaojin.

”Come on

Xiaojin took a deep breath. He held the knife in both hands and laid the machete across his body directly.

In his eyes, the murderous intention coagulated wildly, and all the strength of his whole body gathered in his hands.

”The palm of the netherworld!” Huang Quan said plainly. He took a step forward and slowly stretched out his wounded right hand.

”Boom!”

The terrible pressure condenses in the air, and a huge bloody palm slowly forms on the top of Xiaojin's head.

Although Huang Quan didn't understand the palm print of covering the sky, it increased the power of the magic palm of huangquan by one point again.

Now he also wants to test how far his magic palm has come.

But Xiaojin, unfortunately, has become the grindstone of huangquan.

Huangquan slowly dropped his palm, and the huge blood hand in the sky was also snapped down, and it directly exploded on the top of Xiaojin's head.

Xiaojin took a deep breath. He held the knife in both hands, and then he cleaved toward the huge palm print on his head.

The sword in Xiaojin's hand has drawn a terrible blade, as if to split everything in this world.

The huge bloody palm print fell down and smashed directly at Xiaojin.

”Boom!”

As if the gods were angry, a powerful spiritual power crushed the whole arena in an instant.