Chapter 545 (1/2)

The fingerprints are wriggling and rolling, as if they are endless. More and more, they are numb in the eyes, just like ants moving.

Looking at Zhu Xie again, he has no look and one eye flickers slightly, seemingly without any action. In fact, the metal book in his hand is rippling with an introverted but fierce atmosphere.

After a breath.

”Magic hand!!!” Xue Jiu suddenly drank it. Suddenly, the devil's spirit was billowing, and darkness came. Countless black fingerprints were spreading towards Zhu Xie.

Every fingerprint contains a thick and explosive atmosphere. Every fingerprint seems to annihilate everything.

Momentum, amazing.

”One book makes all the demons in the world!!!” Seeing that those handprints were going to fall on Zhu Xie's body, he saw that the metal books in Zhu Xie's hand had been opened by himself.

Just turned over, a purple breath of righteousness, like the pouring of the Tianhe River, rolling away.

Boom

In the buzzing, the purple breath River turned into a barrier, completely blocking Zhu Xie's body.

Those dark fingerprints can't really break through that barrier.

However, Xue Jiu did not worry or be afraid, but his figure swayed, and the whole man appeared from the devil fog. He put his hands in ten, and his face was dignified. He resolutely raised his head: ”worship the sky!”

The sound falls.

Sniff, sniff, sniff

On the top of the platform, there is an inexplicable mountain of dark palmprint, which is piled up. It is towering from zero to thousands of meters in such a breath. It seems like a miracle is coming to the world, especially scary.

The whole great Cang martial arts field is shrouded in black fog. The atmosphere is extremely oppressive, as if it has entered a dark world without light.

”Two books play the world!!!” Zhu Xie raised his head slightly, his face slightly solidified, and he suddenly drank it.

With the sound of drinking, a strange scene appeared. His mouth was filled with purple runes, which fell into the metal books in his hands.

And the metal book is brilliant, dozens of times grand, dazzling, like the sun falling.

Then, Zhu Xie abruptly pushes out the metal book in his hand and heads for the top of his head.

Boom!

The dark magic mountain collided with its metal books

This collision.

Around the martial arts arena, the atmosphere is violent, and the waves are beating in general. Countless martial arts practitioners are pale and can't help but take a breath of cool air, and their eyes don't blink.

Stare at douwutai.

Stare at the result of the collision.

Only see.

Dark mountain began to appear cracks, a piece of crack, click click click of the harsh sound.

But light on metal books disappears faster.

In a flash.

The light on the metal book completely disappeared and was stained with swarthy black. That is to say, Zhu Xie suddenly flew back.

Serious injury!

One broken arm!

Zhu Xie, lost.

Looking at Xue Jiu again, although he also stepped back on the stage of fighting martial arts, he finally stepped back ten steps and then became stable. His breath was very disordered, obviously, to the extreme.

But he won.