Shura God Emperor

"boom!"

Before a few disciples from the windshield gate came over, suddenly a breath of a huge forest in the mountains exploded from Xiao Yu's body.

The astonishing fluctuation, glowing with a kind of hurricane-like vibration, immediately shook the three of them by more than ten meters.

The disciples of those windshield doors were simply stunned.

"how is this possible……!"

"This...Is this the realm of the Xiaoyaomen's nuances? Be careful and do nothing!"

In the crowd, someone suddenly exclaimed.

Who is this kid? How could such a state be possible at a young age!

I don't know why, they looked at Xiao Yu's gaze changed, became jealous, became dignified, and even more incredible.

Xiaoyaomen, when did such a disciple appear?

Just now they laughed at this kid who did not live or die, but now it seems that this kid's actions and strength shocked everyone.

Li Xing had a look of defeat on his face, and he felt his internal organs seem to be pasty as he vomited blood.

What made him most ashamed was that this young man of the same strength as himself, the power that broke out, was simply not something he could resist.

But it was seen that Xiao Yu had walked in front of Li Xing, a kind of indifferent, but his eyes were full of blade-like eyes, making Li Xing tremble all over.

"you……"

"You said, who is the gangster now?" Xiao Yu's gentle and elegant voice, but full of life and death power, slowly spit out.

At this moment, the face of Fengshimen's children was ugly, and Li Xing was trembling all over.

It was a kind of shame, a kind of shamelessness.

"You said, who is the waste?" Xiao Yu asked again.

Li Xing's face was blue and purple, his head was underground, and he didn't dare to lift it up.

The few windshield students who had been retreated just now rang out in anger: "Boy, don't be so arrogant! The end of the competition, why do you play so hard!"

Although they said so, they didn't even dare to get closer.

Their strength is lower than that of Li Xing, and this youth league Li Xing can be severely injured in one palm, so if they are not even killed?

Xiao Yu turned his head and said with a smile: "Then who said just now that he was in the martial arts contest will decide his life and death. Don't you say that whoever has a fist makes sense?"

"You..." The faces of several windshield disciples flushed, and they couldn't refute it.

The whole audience was surprised and weird.

Xiao Yu's eyes returned to Li Xing, his voice filled with calmness, and he asked: "I ask you, who is the bully and who is the trash. You haven't answered me yet."

Li Xing was so angry that he almost spewed out a mouthful of blood. He roared with blood in his mouth, "Those who don't need it are in good measure! You second-rate people, what right do you have to be arrogant!"

Xiao Yu's originally peaceful and quiet face, suddenly his eyes opened, and a bright light shot, coldly said: "You haven't answered me yet!"

Suddenly, a terrifying hostility suddenly rose from Xiao Yu's body.

This sudden change shocked the audience.

It's like a bud that is about to bloom. After it blooms suddenly, it is not a bud, but a sharp blade.

A cold glow locked Li Xing in all directions. Li Xing shrank in pain, feeling a sensation of ten thousand swords piercing the skin, and his entire mind was blank.

Seeing Li Xing's whole body trembling in horror, he shook his head, and said, "You said I have no one at Xiaoyao. Are you guys like a bear?"

"Who do you think is the bear generation? Can you dare to say it again?"