His body was bloody, the blood droplets on his body, ticking.

But, he laughed and made him hit him?

"This is not a person, this is the devil!" The monk with Ziyunwu made an exclamation.

Even if it is a person who cultivates magic skills, it will not be the case. This is too scary.

Many people's minds explode directly.

Xia Yu quietly pointed at the person in front of the front and said, "I let you hit me!"

"I ... I dare not ..." The monk may be too nervous. He said he dared not to dare, but the Taoist soldier in his hand looked at Xia Yu's head.

Xia Yu stood still and looked at the soldier quietly.

Big!

With a sound like metal, the soldier rebounded back.

In the sun, it can be clearly seen that the knife of the Taoist soldiers collapsed a small piece.

Xia Yu didn't even fall with her hair.

this…

The monk of Ziyunwu was shocked again.

This body is comparable to Taoist soldiers!

No, is this harder than Taoist soldiers?

How to fight?

Sports is naturally existing in the historical river of the Daqian universe.

But in recent tens of thousands of years, the shadow of physical cultivation can not be seen.

After all, almost no one can eat the suffering of physical cultivation. After a long time, naturally there is no inheritance.

Therefore, there were not many people present, but Xia Yu thought that Xia Yu was a physical practice.

They think Xia Yu is a magic repair!

Seeing Xia Yu's horrible combat effectiveness, Han Boguang on the side, silently, left.

However, as soon as the body moved, there was a figure in front of him.
Chapter completed!