"I told you, you are no match for me!"

Cang Tian's expression remained indifferent. He looked at Mo Tian who was charging towards him and punched him directly.

This time he did not hide his strength, his punches were unparalleled, it was the Overlord Fist, and it was a nine-style Overlord Fist.

"Devil Fist!"

Motian also struck with a punch. In the fighting state of the demon body, one of his fists was as big as a hill, which was completely out of proportion to Cangtian's physical fist.

But the result was shocking. The huge Motian's arm was blasted by Cangtian's punch, and his whole body spurted blood and flew backwards.

Just one punch, as powerful as the devil, is difficult to resist.

Dao Yi, Zhao Wuji, Bai Wushang and others suddenly stared at each other, their eyes flashing with shock on their faces.

The sky is like a god of war, with sharp eyes looking down at the world. He is not tall, but he exudes a purple-gold light that cannot be ignored.

In the distance, Motian's eyes were dull, and it took him a long time to recover, and he said in shock: "Has your physical body reached the level of a king-grade treasure?"

When everyone heard this, they suddenly realized that with a body that was at the level of a king's treasure, the sky was enough to sweep away the powerful men of the same generation.

Several young champions in the field suddenly felt tremendous pressure.
Chapter completed!