"Hoho..."
At this moment, Xiaojiao was not to be outdone at all. His body of a thousand feet was hovering 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 Zhang Xuwu, the second elder opposite.
"The power of this divine dragon is so terrifying. I feel that this divine dragon may really be able to block the punch of the second elder of the Tianniu tribe!"
"What kind of dragon is this dragon? Why can't I see his rank in him?"
"I haven't seen such a strong showdown for a long time. The exciting battle has begun!"
"The strength of this divine dragon is certainly good, but compared to the second elder of the Tianniu tribe, it is still not enough!"
…
Feeling the terrifying power of the little dragon, the countless warriors in the dark instantly began to boil.
Their eyes were more filled with the look of watching a good show.
Some of them were optimistic about Xiaojiao, but most of them were optimistic about the second elder Zhang Xuwu.
After all, Zhang Xuwu's cultivation level is more than a small realm higher than that of Xiaojiao.
"Boss, can this little dragon defeat the second elder Zhang Xuwu?"
At this moment, not far away, Huantian looked at the battle in the void and said with a twinkling light in his eyes.
"The current little Jiao is still no match for this old bastard!"
Mo Wentian looked at the little dragon in the void, a complicated look flashed in his eyes, and he lowered his voice.
"Aren't you a match for this old bastard?"
"Boss, isn't Xiaojiao going to get hurt?"
Hearing Mo Wentian's words, Huantian's expression instantly became serious.
Looking at the figure standing proudly in the void, Huantian's eyes were full of worry.
"I'll watch the timing!"
"As soon as the time comes, I will let the little dragon retreat!"
Mo Wentian's eyes suddenly shrank, his expression extremely serious.
"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, the second elder Zhang Xuwu's giant fist was filled with terrifying power, vibrating in the void.
From a distance, it looks terrifying.
"kill!"
"boom… "
With a roar, the next moment, Zhang Xuwu's giant fist, which was several feet in size, blasted directly towards the little dragon.
At this moment, the aura on Zhang Xuwu's body was extremely terrifying, and this punch seemed to want to smash the little dragon into pieces.
"The dragon swings its tail!"
"Old bastard, you want to blow me to pieces with this punch?"
"Don't even think about it!"
Angry voices resounded, and the little dragon was seen dodging, and its giant tail, which was dozens of feet in size, was drawn directly towards Zhang Xuwu in the void.
"boom… "
There was a violent collision.
The figure of Xiaojiao, which was several thousand feet tall, flew directly backwards.
"Pfft..."
A mouthful of blood spurted out from Xiaojiao's mouth.
In an instant, the little dragon's dragon scales, which shone with azure blue light, suddenly turned red, especially the spot where Zhang Xuwu's punch landed.
"Click..."
On Xiaojiao's dragon tail, where Zhang Xuwu's fist landed, pieces of dragon scales instantly shattered, and streams of blood gushed out from the broken dragon scales.
But Zhang Xuwu, who was opposite him, didn't move at all, as if he hadn't been hurt at all at this moment.
Seeing this scene, countless warriors in the dark started talking instantly.
"The strong are still strong after all, not everyone can fight!"
"This dragon is really overestimating his capabilities. He is still in the early stage of the Emperor, but he still dares to fight against a strong man who is half a step above the stage of the Emperor?"
"Actually, this dragon's talent is quite good. It would be a pity to kill him!"
"If you die, you will die. He brought it to you on his own. Can you blame the second elder of the Tianniu tribe?"
…
In the darkness, there are figures with different expressions in their eyes.
"Little Jiao?"
But at this moment, looking at this scene, Mo Wentian's expression suddenly turned cold and he exclaimed.
The next moment, Mo Wentian didn't hesitate at all. He took one step and walked towards the location of Xiao Jiao.
"Boss, don't worry, I'm fine!"
"The barrier in my body has been shattered a lot after the punch just now. I believe that it won't be long before the barrier will be completely shattered!"
Seeing that Mo Wentian was about to come towards him, Xiaojiao raised the corner of his mouth slightly and pretended to be relaxed.
In fact, what Xiaojiao said was right. The barrier in his body had indeed broken into pieces at this moment.
Xiaojiao had a hunch that if he received another punch from the second elder Zhang Xuwu, the barrier in his body would be shattered.
And as soon as that barrier is broken, Xiaojiao's cultivation will take advantage of the situation to break through.
Zhang Xuwu's punch indeed caused Xiaojiao to suffer serious injuries, but compared to the breakthrough in cultivation, Xiaojiao was willing to bear it.
"The barrier is broken?"
Hearing this, a complicated look flashed in Mo Wentian's eyes.
The legs that had just taken half a step retracted directly back, but in his heart, he was still very worried about Xiao Jiao.
After all, the Zhang Xuwu in front of him was a strong man at the half-step Heavenly Queen stage. Although Xiaojiao's strength was good, it was still inferior to this Xuwu.
"Be careful!"
Mo Wentian looked at Xiaojiao's confident face, and a complicated look flashed in his eyes. He wanted to say something, but in the end he only said three words.
In fact, Mo Wentian still understood Xiaojiao's strength. Although Zhang Xu's general severely injured Xiaojiao, it was not that easy for him to kill Xiaojiao.
What's more, with him here, how could he watch Zhang Xu's general Xiao Jiao beheaded.
Xiaojiao has followed Mo Wentian for so long, and in Mo Wentian's heart, he has already regarded Xiaojiao as a relative.
If Xiaojiao hadn't said it again and again, Mo Wentian would not have let Xiaojiao fight alone.
"Boss, I know what's appropriate!"
Hearing this, Xiaojiao's eyes flashed with light and he said in a deep voice.
"This little reptile has such a terrifying physique!"
Suddenly, Zhang Xuwu looked at the hand that punched just now. The hand at this moment started to tremble.
It seemed that he was still a little out of control, as if he had been injured just now.
But it was only for a moment. As if he was afraid that others would see it, he quickly reached out and grasped the fist tightly to suppress its trembling.
Zhang Xuwu looked at Xiaojiao, his eyes flickering even more, and he was even more shocked in his heart.
He originally thought that if he wanted to kill a monster in the early stage of the Emperor, one punch would be enough.
Unexpectedly, his punch not only failed to kill the little dragon, but also injured himself.
You know, his body contains one-fifth of five thousand long-horned beetle blood.