A foreign race's half-step star was shivering.

The White Scale King carried his hands on his back and did not rush to take action. He wanted to see how strong Chen Yu was after breaking through the Star Realm, and to verify his guess.

"Good come!"

Chen Yu is like a saint bathing in glory, and the star energy envelops the whole body, like a dazzling white light rushing out.

Pang!

Chen Yu punched the amethyst sword, and the sound of the big bell shook the world.

Swish!

In the void, white light shone in the sky and earth, and a long purple blood rainbow flew backwards and killed the Cold Blood King.

"Certainly!"

The cold-blooded king's eyes condensed and he shouted loudly.

He was shocked in his heart, and his mysterious weapon was hit by Chen Yu's punch.

What surprised him even more was that the mysterious weapon had endured too terrifying power and he could not control it.

Pang!

The long amethyst sword hit the cold-blooded king's chest, forming a pit. The cold-blooded king took ten steps back and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

"this……"

Several half-step kings were dumbfounded.

The power of a punch is so terrifying!

The Cold-blooded King was actually injured by his spiritual weapon.

“Not bad.”

Chen Yu was very satisfied with this punch.

The mysterious magic body is perfect, and he is full of attack weapons all over his body, and his energy is even more condensed and powerful, making his attack and speed far exceed that of ordinary star-condensing realm.

Coupled with the mystery of space, Chen Yu's speed is unimaginable.

The same blow can produce different speeds and the power of the burst is also completely different.

However, there are too many enemies at the moment and cannot be immersed in the joy of experiencing strength.

You still need to kill the enemy!

Swish!

The white light shone, and Chen Yu ran out wildly, his speed was like white lightning, and he instantly arrived at the Cold Blood King.

"court death!"

The cold-blooded king looked extremely embarrassed. He was injured when he first met.

"The Second Style of Blood-Destroying."

The Cold-blooded King had a ferocious face. On the mysterious weapon, the blood light surged, turning into infinite blood light sword energy. From a distance, it looked like an infinite sea of ​​sword lights, falling from the sky, and crushing the world.

"roll!"

Chen Yu's aura was like a rainbow, his physical strength exploded, and his energy surrounded his body, making his speed like a meteor, and his fist shone brightly, making him blurry and difficult to see clearly.

Boom!

A huge fist shadow intertwined with black and white was like a divine pillar, carrying the power of heaven and earth, and bombarding out.

This punch is even more terrifying than before.

The sea of ​​sword lights in the sky were shattered and destroyed.

"No!"

The cold-blooded king showed horror and retreated crazily.

But Chen Yu's attack was too fast and had the secret of space. It arrived in the blink of an eye and had no way to hide, swallowing his figure.

The cold-blooded king's body retreated hundreds of feet, the container turned into ashes, and countless scars were left on his body.

"Never died yet?"

Chen Yu felt the life fluctuations of the Cold-blooded King. He punched him again, and the huge pillar of light burst out again, like the light of destruction, sweeping everything.

He has gradually become familiar with the power of the king, and his power has increased with every attack.

"Save my cold-blooded king quickly."

The face of the Night Toad King changed suddenly and he shouted.

Who would have thought that if the Cold-blooded King was injured in one move, he would fall into a desperate situation in the second move.

Moreover, the king's fight is really fast, and the two of them can only have two breaths in between.

"Take it!"

The White Scale King immediately drank.

But when the white light disappeared, there was no cold-blooded king.

There was only a pool of lifeless blood, spilling down.

"Dead!"

The three kings who were preparing to support took a breath of air conditioning.

Those six and half-step kings felt even more like they were dreaming.

Between two breaths, three punches kill the king!
Chapter completed!