"Yeah?"
"Old bastard, if you want to kill your grandfather and me, we must first see if you have this ability!"
When Xiao Jiao heard this, his eyes instantly became furious, and the murderous aura in his body came out even more violently.
"Little reptile, you are so arrogant!"
"I will definitely kill you!"
In Liu Zong's eyes, murderous intent suddenly surged.
The next moment, Liu Zong was seen punching his chest. As he punched his chest, the muscles all over his body suddenly swelled.
The tendon meat all over his body was extremely hard. From a distance, Liu Zong looked like a small mountain of rocks several feet tall, exuding a hard aura all over his body.
"Then stop talking nonsense and take action!"
"It just so happens that your little Grandpa Jiao and I haven't had a fight in a long time, so you can just let me stretch my muscles!"
Looking at Liu Zong in front of him, Xiaojiao's eyes were cold and arrogant.
Although Liu Zong's cultivation level is the same as the perfection of the Heavenly King, this Liu Zong is about to break through to the early stage of the Heavenly Emperor. In terms of cultivation level, this Liu Zong is a bit better than him.
But if a fight really breaks out, Xiaojiao is not afraid of Liu Zong.
And Xiaojiao was confident that the one who fell in the end among the two would definitely be Liu Zong.
Mo Wentian's strength has never been measured by his cultivation, and his strength is also not measured by his cultivation.
"Stretch your muscles?"
"Little reptile, you really think highly of yourself!"
"I will make your muscles and bones move well, but only after you peel off the cramps and put them in a pot to stew!"
"Ha ha ha ha… "
The anger in Liu Zong's eyes suddenly surged.
But the next moment, he seemed to remember something, and Liu Zong suddenly laughed wildly as he spoke.
That appearance is as ferocious as you want it to be.
"You still want to stew me?"
"Old bastard, let's hit the road!"
The arrogant words came, and the killing intent suddenly surged in Xiaojiao's eyes.
"Tianniu Fist!"
"Little reptile, die!"
Suddenly, Liu Zong shouted coldly. His body swelled rapidly at this moment, and the clothes on his body were stretched open.
"Tear..."
The sound of tearing strips of cloth resounded instantly.
In the next moment, his body suddenly swelled to a size of tens of feet, and the perfect power of the King of Heaven rolled out of him.
His palms were also clenched into fists at this moment, and his fists, which were several feet in size, struck directly at the little dragon without any hesitation.
"The aura on the Lord's body is so terrifying!"
"The Lord of the City actually used his Heavenly Bull Fist directly. Even a warrior who has reached the early stage of the Emperor's cultivation would not be easy to block the Lord of the City's Heavenly Ox Fist!"
"Can this little dragon block the Lord City Lord's punch?"
"I think Xiaolong is going to die under the punch of the city lord!"
…
Seeing Liu Zong's punch, countless Jincheng disciples immediately started talking.
"Little reptile, suffer death!"
Liu Zong stood proudly in the void, and an extremely rich voice rolled out.
"Hoho..."
But in the next moment, the little dragon's body, hundreds of feet in size, hovered in the void, and the terrifying dragon power came out vastly.
At this moment, the aura on Xiaojiao's body was not much different from that of Liu Zonglai opposite him.
"The power of this divine dragon is so terrifying. I feel that this divine dragon may really be able to block the Lord's punch!"
"The strength of this little dragon seems to be more terrifying than the Lord of the City!"
"I haven't seen such a strong showdown for a long time!"
"This battle must be exciting!"
…
Feeling the terrifying dragon power of Xiaojiao, the countless warriors in Jincheng instantly became excited.
Their eyes were more filled with the look of watching a good show.
"Boss, can this little Jiao defeat this Liu Zong?"
At this moment, not far away, Huantian looked at the battle in the void and said with a twinkling light in his eyes.
"Don't worry, this bastard is no match for Xiaojiao yet!"
Mo Wentian raised the corner of his mouth slightly and said confidently.
Xiao Jiao's talent was so terrifying that even Mo Wentian didn't know how powerful Xiao Jiao's talent was.
Mo Wentian originally thought that Xiaojiao's cultivation level would be able to break through to the realm of heaven at most, but who would have thought that Xiaojiao's cultivation level has been increasing all the time.
And it seems to have no end, unstoppable growth.
Now, even Mo Wentian doesn't know how terrifying Xiaojiao's talent is!
Mo Wentian has never understood what kind of monster the little dragon is. From time to time, the little dragon brings him some surprises, which makes Mo Wentian more and more curious about the little dragon.
Thinking like this, a complicated look flashed in Mo Wentian's eyes.
"Boss, the aura of this old bastard is much stronger than that of the little Jiao!"
Suddenly, he seemed to remember something, and a cold glint rose in Huantian's eyes.
Looking at Mo Wentian, he said in a deep voice.
"Don't worry, this Liu Zong will definitely not be able to defeat Xiaojiao, and this Liu Zong will definitely die miserably!"
The corner of Mo Wentian's mouth curled up slightly, and an evil smile spread instantly.
"But, boss..."
Huantian listened to Mo Wentian's words and wanted to say something, but in the end he said nothing.
"Tianniu Fist!"
With an angry roar, waves of terrifying power shook the void on Liu Zong's giant fist.
From a distance, it looks terrifying.
"kill!"
"boom… "
With a roar, the next moment, Liu Zong's giant fist, which was several feet in size, hit the little dragon directly.
The aura on Liu Zong's body was extremely terrifying at this moment, and this punch seemed to want to smash the little dragon into pieces.
"The dragon swings its tail!"
"Old bastard, if you want to smash me with this punch, you are daydreaming!"
Angry voices resounded, and the little dragon was seen dodging, and its giant tail, which was several feet in size, was drawn directly towards Liu Zong, who was several dozen feet in size in the void.
"boom… "
There was a violent collision, and the next moment, Liu Zong's figure of several dozen feet flew backwards.
The tendons on his body hit the ground at this moment, creating a crater several feet in size.
"Qiang Qiang..."
What's more, the moment Liu Zong's body hit the ground, there was a sound of metal colliding.
The little dragon was not much better. His body that was hundreds of feet in size also retreated dozens of feet.
"Pfft..."
A mouthful of blood spurted out from Xiaojiao's mouth.
"This old bastard is really strong!"
"It seems that I should listen to the boss and never underestimate the enemy at any time!"
As he muttered to himself, an extremely cold light appeared in Xiaojiao's eyes.
"Xiaojiao, are you okay?"
Seeing this scene, Mo Wentian's expression changed instantly, and a caring voice resounded in Xiaojiao's mind.
"Boss, I'm fine, but I was just a little bit injured by this old bastard!"
Hearing this, Xiaojiao raised the corners of his mouth slightly and looked at Mo Wentian with an indifferent expression on his face.