Before Wuqi could ask, the little dragonfly spoke first, looked at John with pain, regret, hatred and angrily, and roared again: "You...you...ah...I'm going to kill you!!!"

When John heard this, he couldn't help but snort coldly. Wuqi was also very disdainful. At this moment, no one felt that this was a threat. This sentence was more like a self-deception, extremely ridiculous.

However, just when everyone agreed that the little dragonfly could no longer reverse the situation, her arms were broken, and her weak little dragonfly grinned and screamed in pain several times, suddenly her expression became unprecedentedly ferocious, and she laughed.

“Hahahahaha…hahahahahaha…”

Compared to the previous crazy laughter, the little dragonfly's smile had no deterrent power at this time, and there was no terrifying pressure. However, there was a kind of inexplicable weirdness, which was like an inexplicable laughter, not like a human being, but more like a devil's roar.

However, it was just a laugh, no one would care, and no one would think too much, because laughter did not have any attack power, and no one felt that his soul and soul were hurt. Everyone just felt it was a little harsh.

John had already calmed down, but he could see that the other party was inexplicably crazy again. He immediately became angry again, and he became angry and took action again without hesitation.

"You damn dragonfly, you are not honest at this time! I make you laugh! I make you laugh again!"

The next moment, as the voice sounded, "Bang...bang...bang...bang..." John immediately lifted the little dragonfly's body upside down and punched the other party's abdomen. After dozens of punches, the little dragonfly suddenly disappeared, and was so beaten by John that he could not breathe and almost suffocated.

Fortunately, Wuqi discovered it in time and took action to stop John as soon as possible. He also used his power to input a trace of breath to regulate the other party's breath, so that the little dragonfly could not be beaten to death.

However, Wuqi is not pitying the little dragonfly. He did this just to find out how to crack the red light curtain.

At this moment, Wuqi withdrew his palm and waited for the little dragonfly to speak, and asked with a serious expression: "Tell me what to do to make the red light curtain disappear."

"Cough cough...cough cough...cough cough cough..." Xiaolonging kept coughing up blood when she heard this. Her injuries were obviously very serious and she was unable to speak immediately.

Wuqi was anxious and waited patiently. After half a minute, the little dragonfly said, "What? Do you want to go to the temple?"

"Yes. Tell me how to remove the red light curtain, I can spare your life." Wuqi's voice was cold, and he nodded and said.

"Hahahaha..." Xiaolonging suddenly laughed again when she heard this, and said, "You... why are you threatening me?"

"John's combat power."

"He?" The little dragonfly pointed at John. Although he had been seriously injured, his breath was no longer so strong, and his whole body was in severe pain, like a tide, hitting his head wildly, but his expression was very disdainful and said sarcastically.

"Isn't it enough?" Wuqi asked coldly without any regard for it.

"Of course not enough! Who do you think you are! I am the guardian of the temple! Unless you kill me, you are not qualified to enter the temple, and you do not have the ability to destroy the red light curtain!"

"Oh, that is to say, if I kill you now, I can enter the temple, right?" Wu Qi's voice became even colder when he heard this, and a rare murderous intent appeared in his eyes, and he asked.

"Hahahahahaha..." Xiaolonging laughed again, saw Wuqi's thoughts, and said disdainfully: "What? Do you want to kill me now?"

"Not bad! Since you have said that, then die!"

As soon as this said, Wuqi's murderous intent suddenly increased, like a ball of anger rising from the sky, filling his eyes in an instant. At the same time, his head turned slightly and he took a deep look at John.

John immediately understood and his fists slammed out without hesitation. "Room...Room" instantly trembled the surrounding space. The strong wind whistled continuously, and the fatal blow turned into a blood light, and with unparalleled momentum and pressure, he headed straight for the little dragonfly's head.

The speed of this punch was too fast. Although it was far from comparable to Rhode's strongest sword, and even more so as to the speed of Perot's ultimate move, the speed of the Aurora Wave, was many times faster than the superb skills of other peak-level powerful men in the holy realm. As soon as the iron fist was smashed out, it arrived in front of the little dragonfly in a blink of an eye.

Given the physical condition of the little dragonfly at this time, he will definitely die if he is hit by this blow. There will be no possibility of survival, and there will be no corpse left. John's punch will definitely destroy the opponent's body and smash the little dragonfly into minced meat with one punch.

It was impossible for the little dragonfly to be afraid. At this moment, he had already felt the threat of death first, his soul trembled uncontrollably, his face turned pale like white paper, and even his breathing was rapid, but it was very strange. Such a fearful expression did not stay on his face for long, but it disappeared in an instant.

When John punched him, he hit him hard and slammed him hard on his face, the little dragonfly actually smiled, raised the corner of his mouth slightly, as if he suddenly became a safe haven and escaped from the crisis of life and death, and breathed a long sigh.

Everyone was unsure of why he could still laugh at this time? Why was he not afraid at the moment of death? Could it be that he had seen through life and death and could face death calmly? Absolutely not. If so, why did he laugh unnaturally, but so weird?

At this moment, everyone was confused, but no matter how confused he was, no one felt that the little dragonfly could survive. Because John's strength at this time was almost the same as Perro's peak. His full-strength attack, let alone killing the little dragonfly now, may not be able to stop Perro's peak. It can be imagined that how terrifying this attack is, it is definitely an unquestionable killing move.

But the fact was beyond everyone's expectations. When John's iron fist hit the small dragonfly's face, it did not work for a long time. Not only did there be no deafening loud noise, but the little dragonfly had nothing to do. In addition, John's iron fist seemed to have received some inexplicable heavy blow, "Ka...Ka" made a crisp sound and cracks appeared.

"this……"

Seeing this scene, Wuqi and others were all stunned, all of them showed incredible gazes, looking deeply at John's fist, as if they had seen the strangest thing in the world, and they were simply wondering if their eyes were wrong.

But Xiaolongfly laughed wildly. Although he laughed halfway through several times due to his injuries and suddenly coughed up blood, his expression was extremely proud and excited.

"Hmph...Hmph...Hmph...Hahahahahahahahahaha..."

Why is this happening? What happened just now? Why is the little dragonfly okay? John is the one who has something to do? Could it be that the little dragonfly can also be used as a substitute?

As soon as he thought about this, everyone couldn't help but feel creepy. If this assumption was true, they would have been careless and looked down on each other's ability. But when they thought about it, everyone also denied this guess at the same time. Because this guess was too absurd. If the little dragonfly could use it, he would have used it long ago. Why did he have to break his arms and then use it now?

Then why is this?

The next moment, Wuqi and others fell into deep thought, and John was naturally one of them. However, compared to the others, John was more confused and thrilling at this time.

Because, at that moment just now, he suddenly felt that his life was threatened. This feeling was indescribable, but it was real, which made his soul tremble uncontrollably. However, at this time, John had recovered from peace, and the uneasiness that inexplicably arose in his heart disappeared in an instant.

However, as soon as this feeling disappeared, an unbearable severe pain, like water that opened the gate, poured into his mind madly and violently, constantly striking, attacking his soul.

"Ah..." John couldn't help screaming, his facial features were twisted, and his face turned pale.

"John!!! You..."

When everyone heard the scream, they were shocked and spoke with concern and asked the other party what was wrong. But when they saw John's appearance at this moment, their second half of the sentence was choked, and they were stunned by the scene in front of them, and could no longer spit out a word.

At this time, John, although his fist was still tightly pressed against the little dragonfly's forehead, it only lasted for a moment. After a moment, his fist seemed to be cut off half by some sharp weapon, and fell silently from his wrist and fell directly to the ground.

This scene looked extremely slow, but who took action to cut off John's fist, what was the weapon, and when did John's fist be cut off, no one saw clearly. Even though Wuqi had extraordinary insight, this time, he saw nothing, and only saw the scene where John's fist fell to the ground in the end.

All this is really weird. Except for the little dragonfly, no one is not scared, and no one is not scared, but no one expected that something that scared them even more was still there. This is just the beginning.

Not long after, John's pupils opened again, and his eyes were wide open, as if he was greatly stimulated, and he couldn't help but roaring to the sky, "Ah..." He let out a heart-wrenching scream.

At this moment, John's other hand was also broken, as if it had been cut by an extremely sharp weapon, and his fist fell off silently again.

Everything was still unrecognizable. No one could see clearly, and no one could feel it. Everyone was heartbroken. Although Wuqi's mind was far better than others, it was the first time he had seen such a strange scene. Moreover, he had never seen anything he had seen before when he took action so quickly.

However, if this were the case, everyone would be scared at most, not afraid or frightened. What really made them more and more frightened was that John's body had awakened for a second time, and its hardness had already reached a level that no one could imagine. In addition, his strength had reached the realm of half of his foot having stepped out of the holy realm, so such a body could not be easily destroyed.

But just now and now, just two moments, John's two iron fists were easily cut off. What exactly has such power?

With a thought, everyone, including Wuqi, felt a chill in their hearts, as if they were in an ice cellar, both their bodies and their souls were trembling, and John was the most fearful, shocked, and trembling among everyone.

"Hmph! Still want to kill me? How about it? Do you know what it means to be afraid now?"

Only the little dragonfly could still laugh at this moment. Looking at John at this moment, he finally returned to his previous high posture, his head leaned higher. Although his whole body was covered in scars and his arms were gone, his momentum became stronger again.

When everyone heard this, they were all worried. Knowing that something was wrong, they turned their heads one after another and looked at the little dragonfly as if they were facing a great enemy.

However, as soon as their eyes gathered on each other, they were immediately stunned. Because, at this time, a sword appeared in front of the little dragonfly, a flying sword that looked simple but seemed to have spirituality, quietly floating in the air.

This...is this sword that cut off John's hands just now!!!?
Chapter completed!