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Chapter 1545 In front of Xuankong Palace(2/2)

Bai Qiufeng shouted, "Who from Xuankong Palace dares to fight with me!"

"Cheng Xuan, you go."

Qiye turned around and glanced at the young man behind him. This man was a relatively young disciple of their Xuankong Temple. He was extremely talented and powerful. He was now at the late stage of the God Transformation Realm and was not weaker than Bai Qiufeng.

Cheng Xuan grinned, "Don't worry, Palace Master, I will let this guy named Bai know what it means to overestimate one's capabilities."

After the words fell, Cheng Xuan stepped forward, and in an instant he appeared in front of Bai Qiufeng below. He punched out, and his domineering power directly exploded the space, overwhelming the world, even those who were in the same realm as him.

Bai Qiufeng felt a great pressure.

However, since the opponent's cultivation level is the same as his, he cannot be defeated so easily, otherwise, the Bai clan's face will be completely lost by him.

"Sound Dragon Palm!"

Bai Xuan raised his hand fiercely and struck out with a palm, and saw a surging sound wave power burst out instantly, rushing forward like a dragon's roar. This is the Bai clan's proud skill, the Sound Dragon Palm, which is imitated

The power of the sound wave formed by the ancient dragon beast's voice was so overbearing that it directly shattered a space and collided with the punch from the front.

"Bang bang bang!"

The continuous collisions caused the space to be broken, and black swirling light patterns emerged in the void. Everyone could smell the strong killing aura.

Both of them didn't hold back, they both wanted to kill each other.

This is not a casual battle, but a life and death battle.

"I have heard that the Bai Clan's Sound Dragon Palm is very extraordinary, but in the hands of a junior like you, its power is somewhat unsatisfactory."

The meaning of Cheng Xuan's words was already obvious, and Bai Qiufeng's attack made him a little disappointed.

"hateful!"

How arrogant the people of the Bai tribe were, being so despised by Cheng Xuan, Bai Qiufeng's violent temper immediately rose. He struck out with a palm again, which collided with the fist of Cheng Xuan, and at this moment, a terrifying force flowed out.

The power of ice froze his palms, and time seemed to freeze at this moment, and Bai Qiufeng's expression suddenly changed.

How is this going?

"It's scary, isn't it?"

Cheng Xuan stared at the other party jokingly, "I, a practitioner in Xuankong Temple, are good at all kinds of Taoism, which is far beyond what you Bai people can compare with. Even if we are at the same level, it would be easy for me to kill you."

As he finished speaking, a strong murderous aura swept through Bai Qiufeng's body.

"You...you can't kill me. There are Bai people behind me. If you kill me, you Xuankong Palace won't be able to escape!"

Bai Qiufeng was afraid, his pupils flickered rapidly, and a sense of fear burst out from the bottom of his heart. If everyone hadn't been present, he might have knelt down and begged for mercy.
Chapter completed!
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