"The elder is too worried. So what if Zhang Xiaobei is so evil? Isn't he dead today? Who makes him so inflated and ignorant of life or death? It's not good to offend anyone, but he can offend Senior Yan Luo? That's what he can offend? It's so stupid. As the saying goes, a person dies like a lamp. Once he dies, no matter how good his talent is, it will be useless!"

Ouyang Haoyu curled his lips and said with disdain.

To be honest, he was still quite jealous of Zhang Xiaobei.

They are also younger generations.

Zhang Xiaobei is still younger than him.

He is not as good as his background.

No background support.

It can actually be under twenty years old.

He has cultivated to the realm of transformation of the gods and has such a high reputation in the world of cultivation.

Now he is even more forced by Eight-Armed Yan Luo, a half-step tribulation powerhouse, has to use his ultimate move to deal with it.

Compare with it.

He has been called the peerless genius of the Cold Cave School since he was a child, and he seems to be nothing more than a bullshit.

Therefore, Ouyang Haoyu was jealous of Zhang Xiaobei, and he wanted Zhang Xiaobei to die quickly!

"Well, what you said makes sense. It is not a rational move to show your edge before you have absolute strength. Zhang Xiaobei is really too arrogant. This time, he should pay the price for his arrogance!"

The great elder of the Handong Sect nodded and agreed.

Feel the surging energy in the body.

The eight-armed Yan Luo also showed a confident smile again on his face.

He looked at Zhang Xiaobei and said arrogantly: "Zhang Xiaobei, you should be proud of me who can use this move, and prepare to go to hell!"

The words fell.

Eight-armed Yan Luo stomped his feet hard.

Suddenly, the earth shook violently.

"Bang bang bang!"

immediately.

The huge body of the Eight-Armed Hell rushed straight to Zhang Xiaobei like a cannonball.

And every time he took a step forward, the earth trembled violently and made a dull loud noise.

That terrifying momentum.

I'm afraid even the Mahayana powerhouse will not have the courage to face his charge.

However, for this.

Zhang Xiaobei chose to stand still, with a calm expression on his face, without any panic.

In the blink of an eye.

The eight-armed Yan Luo came to Zhang Xiaobei, waved his huge palm, and grabbed Zhang Xiaobei's head directly.

This is not an ordinary catch!

After performing the eight-arm magical power.

The strength of the Eight-Armed Hell directly increased by eight times.

With this claw, even the peak powerhouse in the Mahayana realm will have to die on the spot!

"Give me your life!"

Accompanied by the eight-armed Yan Luo, a cold shout full of murderous intent.

This claw came to Zhang Xiaobei's head and was about to fall.

See this.

Zhang Xiaobei narrowed his eyes and a playful curve appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Then, without saying a word, he waved the Ruyi Golden Cudgel with his right hand and directly greeted the eight-armed Yan Luo's claw.

"I said, this broken stick cannot save you, break it for me!"

Eight-armed Yan Luo said with contempt.

"clang!"

There was only a crisp metallic strike.

Ruyi Golden Cudgel and Eight-Armed Yan Luo's right hand touched each other.

But the next moment.

The contemptuous smile on the Eight-Armed Yan Luo's face disappeared immediately.

Instead, shock and incredible.

"This...how is this possible?"

The Eight-Armed Hell's eyes were glaring round.

His voice had just fallen.

There was only a "bang".

His entire right arm exploded on the spot and turned into a blood mist in the sky!

This scene.

He was stunned by everyone present.

The eight-armed Yan Luo, who used his strongest move, was actually smashed by Zhang Xiaobei's arm.

Isn't this hallucination?

For a moment.

Everyone present quickly closed their eyes, took a deep breath, and opened their eyes again to look.

However.

The eight-armed Yan Luo's right arm was indeed exploded!

This moment.

Everyone was shocked.

The elder of the Han Cave Sect who had thought that the Eight-Armed Yan Luo could completely kill Zhang Xiaobei in seconds, as well as Ouyang Haoyu.

At this moment, my chin almost fell to the ground without any shock.

The mouth was completely opened into an "o" shape!

"This is your strongest trick. It seems that it's not very good!"

Zhang Xiaobei looked up at the Eight-Armed Yan Luo and said with a playful look on his face.

"You're looking for death!"

The cold light flashed in the Eight-Armed Yan Luo's eyes, and he waved his left palm directly and slapped Zhang Xiaobei again.

Zhang Xiaobei swung the baton to meet him.

"Bang!"

The eight-armed Yan Luo's left palm just met with the Ruyi Golden Cudgel.

And his left arm exploded again, turning into blood mist in the sky.

For a moment.

The eight-armed Yan Luo's face was extremely pale and he said in disbelief: "This... this is impossible, what kind of magic weapon are you?"

"I've told you a long time ago that this is called Ruyi Golden Cudgel!"

Zhang Xiaobei said with a grin.

"No, I don't believe it, I don't believe it!"

The eight-armed Yan Luo's head was shaking like a rattle.

"I don't believe it, right? Then I'll hit you until you believe it!"

Zhang Xiaobei smiled coldly, jumped up directly on the spot, waved the golden cudgel with both hands, and smashed it towards the Eight-Armed Yan Luo head-on.

See this.

The eight-armed Yan Luo's expression changed drastically. He quickly waved his arms behind him and stepped forward to block it.

However.

Just a collision.

The two arms turned into blood mist on the spot.
To be continued...