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The first thousand one hundred and fifty-ninth chapters(2/2)

"Nonsense!" Bai Xiaolu sneered.

However, Zhou Yuan was too lazy to talk nonsense with her. The soul in his eyebrows trembled at this moment, and all the power of the soul was circulating, and then merged into the fist power.

In previous battles, Zhou Yuan knew that Bai Xiaolu's physical defense was extremely terrifying, but she also had a flaw, that is, her soul was not strong.

The body of Holy Glazed Glass can resolve most of the power, but it cannot resolve attacks from the soul.

Bang!

Zhou Yuan's roaring punch punched Bai Xiaolu in the chest.

Before, Bai Xiaolu didn't care about his attack, but this time, a look of pain suddenly appeared on her fair and tender cheeks, because when Zhou Yuan's fist blasted into the body, there was a force

, directly attacked her soul.

When the soul is attacked, the pain caused is far beyond the physical body.

"you!"

Bai Xiaolu was furious.

However, what responded to her was Zhou Yuan's iron fist, which was like a rainstorm. Countless fists roared in, blocking all her escape routes.

Bai Xiaolu gritted his teeth and hurriedly greeted him.

But this time, every collision hit Bai Xiaolu until veins were beating on his fair forehead and his face turned red.

Her figure kept retreating.

But Zhou Yuan had no mercy and kept pursuing.

People from the five heavenly realms on both sides looked at this scene in stunned silence.

◇ Zero Zero Ah!

Bai Xiaolu finally couldn't bear it any longer, and flew out in a panic, leaving deep marks on the ground. But before she could say anything, a figure rushed towards her with a hot and violent aura, directly pressing on her.

Then, the fiery iron fists hit her body like a torrential rain.

The earth is constantly collapsing.

Bai Xiaolu was also stunned by Zhou Yuan's fierce beating. After receiving countless heavy blows, she felt that her soul began to slump, and she suddenly screamed.

The slender and delicate body quickly shrank, and then transformed into the image of the little girl.

At this time, her face was covered with bruises, her big black eyes were watery, as if she was about to cry, and she looked pitiful.

However, Zhou Yuan remained indifferent and struck down with another iron fist, then breathed out: "Are you convinced?"

Bai Xiaolu stared at him fiercely, but when he saw Zhou Yuan, he raised his fist again, quickly covered his face, and then said with great frustration: "I've accepted it!"

Zhou Yuan nodded, but still punched with his raised fist.

Bai Xiaolu cursed angrily: "Why are you still fighting?!"

Zhou Yuan grinned: "I'm happy to do it. If you don't agree, come again."

He felt a little bit of Bai Xiaolu's temper. The softer you were to her, the more she seemed not to appreciate it. Only by being so ruthless could she be able to restrain herself.

Sure enough, although Bai Xiaolu was extremely angry, he still kept silent and did not dare to provoke any more.

Seeing this, Zhou Yuan clapped his hands with satisfaction and climbed up from her.

Bai Xiaolu, on the other hand, stood up pitifully with red eyes, without even half of his previous momentum.

Zhou Yuan patted her head with a smile, but she opened it with one hand. Then he looked up at the men and horses from both sides of the world, and was about to announce the result.
Chapter completed!
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