All of them slapped their chests and their faces were full of confidence.

Bai Chi and others were a little messy. Just as they were about to say something, they saw the messy figure rushing towards King Wu.

The figure was extremely fast, and no heroic spirit appeared behind him, and he punched him out.

The heroic spirit behind King Wu reacted and also punched, and the two punches were interchanged. In front of the huge fist of the heroic spirit, this man was like an ant, but there was a huge contrast between these two seemingly completely balanced confrontations. The heroic spirit behind King Wu was blown away by a punch! “Damn it!”

Bai Chi widened his eyes, "This guy is so awesome!"

Zhang Xuan also focused all his attention on this figure. This was the first time Zhang Xuan saw someone, who could use his own strength to scatter the heroic spirit with one punch! And this heroic spirit is also the heroic spirit of the King of Martial Arts! King of Martial Arts has been in the control spirit for a long time, not a rookie who has just entered the control spirit. There is a strong fit between his heroic spirit and him, but in this way, he was scattered by a punch, which shows how strong this person is.

"Brother, why do I look at his back? It looks familiar?"

Quan Dingding stood beside Zhang Xuan, tilting his head.

King Wu was blown away by a punch, and his face looked particularly ugly. He really didn't expect that this person's fist would have such great power.

"I don't know who you are."

King Wu looked at the figure in front of him, "But are you sure you want to offend my King Wu's Mansion!"

The figure did not talk extra nonsense, and took action again.

"Come!"

King Wu shouted loudly. At this moment, a golden light lit up on his body. The light began to burn like a flame. The heroic spirit behind King Wu appeared again. This time, a flame of this color was also ignited on his heroic spirit.

"Have you awakened your bloodline?"

On the main city fortress, Chu Lan looked here and murmured, "But, with his own bloodline, it is not enough to motivate those, and there are more people. Master of the Heroic Spirit Palace, your path will not be too easy. After all, the Heroic Spirit Palace did not think of taking an easy path. This is a path that can destroy the world but also save the people. I hope you can maintain your original heart on this path. The monarch of man and the emperor of demons are only in one thought."

King Wu awakened his bloodline and his combat power increased sharply. This time, facing the figure hit by a punch, King Wu punched it again. The result this time was completely different from the last time. King Wu's heroic spirit remained motionless. On the other hand, the figure was bombed out like a cannonball, and it was bombarded a hundred meters, hitting a mountain wall before stopping.

"I thought it was so strong, so it was, but that's it."

King Wu showed disdain, and the heroic spirit behind him became thirty meters tall.

"Get out of your sister, I'm not in the state."

The figure who was bombarded into the mountain wall finally spoke.

The moment he heard this, Zhang Xuan and Quan Dingding looked at each other at the same time.

"Brother, it's that scoundrel!"

Zhang Xuan's expression was a little confused. He never expected that this messy and powerful figure was actually him, and he also came to the center of the earth.

The man walked out of the big pit on the mountain wall that was bombarded, and casually twitched his hair, revealing his bearded face, took a deep breath, and said to King Wu: "Wait, I will make up for my condition before I will get you!"

This person is Zhao Ji! But now Zhao Ji does not have his sexy pink beach pants or his flip flops, but is wearing a dress similar to an ascetic.

After Zhao Ji finished saying this, his figure flashed and he came to Zhang Xuan.

"How is it, are you excited to see me?

Have you been impressed by my peerless face?”

Zhao Ji rushed Zhang Xuan in a slutty manner.

Quan Dingding leaned into Zhang Xuan's ear and whispered: "Brother, he is afraid he is a fool, right?"

Zhao Ji raised his eyebrows, "Sun God, don't think I can't hear what you said. I'll tell you, I still have the debt to settle with you!"

All Dingding shrank his neck, "What's the account?"

"Don't think I don't know!"

Zhao Ji's face turned red and his neck was thick, "You threw all the chicken bones into the back seat of my car! That's my favorite in this life. Are you wasting it like that?"

Quan Ding's head twisted, whistled, ignoring Zhao Ji.

"Wait until I kill that Martial King and settle the score with you."

Zhao Ji clenched his fist, then rushed to Zhang Xuan, "Give me a cigarette, and then change this outfit."

Zhang Xuan nodded, arranged the arrangement, and then asked, "Why are you here in the center of the earth?"

"The strength has arrived, come in and go back."

Zhao Ji spoke casually.

A few minutes later.

King Wu stood on the edge of the battlefield and spoke loudly: "Zhang Yiqing, if you can't avoid the battle, then I will not bully you."

"Xiaobi, please wait for me!"

Before Zhao Jiren came out, his voice came from afar, "I'll change my clothes and come. How can you be so stupid!"

This is on the battlefield where the two armies are fighting. At this time, the people who call the battle are all leaders of both sides. On weekdays, each one is extremely majestic, and even on the battlefield, they are all full of momentum. But now Zhao Ji's way of calling the battle is like a shrew, which completely changes the style of painting on the field.

When King Wu heard this, he felt a sense of depression in his chest, which was particularly uncomfortable. If it weren't for the gathering of troops, he would have to scold him, but now he cannot, because he is King Wu, and he represents the majesty of King Wu's mansion.

Adjutant Zhou followed Lin Qinghan. Hearing the yelling and scolding, he felt a little relieved. In the past, she was scolded, but now, she finally stood on the side of cursing, and it was really strong! King Wu took a deep breath, slowly exhaled, and then said, "Don't show the advantage of words, have the ability, come and fight."

"Here you come!"

In the sky, the figure wearing sexy pink beach pants, flip flops, and white vest suddenly appeared. Zhao Ji had already changed into his most accustomed to the clothes he was most accustomed to. The cigarette in his mouth moved his arms, "That's right. Change your equipment and your whole body became more vigorous. Come on, fight!"

As soon as Zhao Ji's voice fell, black shadows gathered behind him.

Zhang Xuan looked there, and he wanted to know what kind of heroic spirit Zhao Ji was. He will represent the future development direction of the monk. Zhao Ji has always given Zhang Xuan a feeling that he could not see through.

King Wu's face was also a little solemn. Just now, this man did not sacrifice the heroic spirit, so he punched such a powerful punch. If this man sacrificed the heroic spirit, his strength would be improved to another level.

The black shadow condensed behind Zhao Ji became more and more solid, and a huge outline appeared in Zhang Xuan's sight.

Looking at the phantom that appeared behind Zhao Ji, Zhang Xuan opened his mouth wide.

Bai Chi and others also widened their eyes, "Brother, where is this guy from?"
Chapter completed!