Chapter 1294 The Barrier Is Broken?

The stronger the blood of the beetle, the more terrifying the physique.

What's more, his cultivation has reached the half-step emperor's late stage, and with his one-fifth thousandth ancient beetle blood, his physique is comparable to the emperor's late stage.

But even this physique was injured by Xiaojiao.

How can Zhang Xuwu not be surprised by this?

"How are you, old bastard?"

"Is your grandpa's power okay?"

At this moment, looking at the Second Elder Zhang Xuwu, Xiao Jiao's face was full of arrogance, and the contempt in his eyes was undisguised.

The scene of Zhang Xuwu's fist shaking just now was caught by Xiaojiao.

Looking at that scene, Xiaojiao instantly understood that Zhang Xuwu's body ice was not as strong as he imagined, and he was injured in a collision with him.

"What does Shenlong mean by this? Could it be that he injured the second elder of the Tianniu tribe just now?"

"This... How is this possible? The cultivation of this Shenlong is only at the early stage of the Emperor. How could he hurt the second elder of the Tianniu clan?"

"I just saw that the hand that the second elder of the Niu Clan punched just now trembled!"

"I seem to have seen it too. It seems that this dragon may have actually hurt the second elder of the Tianniu clan!"

...

A series of exclamations came, and in the dark, the countless figures looked at the void one by one, with shock in their eyes.

"Little reptile, I'm going to kill you!"

"Tian Niu Fist, come again!"

How could the voices of discussion in the dark escape Zhang Xuwu's ears.

Hearing the voices of discussion, Second Elder Zhang Xuwu's eyes were filled with boundless anger. The next moment, Second Elder Zhang Xuwu actually changed his hand, fisted in one hand, and slammed directly at Xiaojiao.

At this moment, the aura on his body suddenly rose sharply.

The power on his body was even more terrifying and boundless, and the terrifying hostility spread out in an instant.

Looking at Xiao Jiao with both eyes, if eyes could kill, Xiao Jiao would have been beheaded thousands of times by those eyes.

"Old bastard, don't you have another stronger punch?"

"I remember that among the Tianniu clan, there seems to be a chest-beating fist?"

Looking at Xiaojiao who punched him again, the expression on his face was extremely calm.

It's just that in his heart, he felt the power of Zhang Xuwu's punch, but he had a premonition that this punch would break his barrier, which was not enough.

The next moment, Xiaojiao seemed to think of something, a gleam of light rose in his eyes, and he said arrogantly.

"Boss, what does Xiao Jiao mean by these words?"

"That old bastard's punch just now severely injured Xiaojiao, but Xiaojiao actually made this old bastard perform a more powerful move. Xiaojiao is..."

Hearing Xiaojiao's words, Huantian's eyes were full of doubts.

Zhang Xuwu's punch had already injured Xiaojiao's dragon tail, and the injured part looked even more eye-catching.

But now, Xiao Jiao actually asked Zhang Xuwu to throw a stronger punch. For a moment, Xiao Jiao was really puzzled.

"Reporting to Lord Huantian, in the body of Lord Dragon King, the barrier that broke through is still not completely shattered!"

"Master Dragon King said this because he wanted this old bastard to smash his breakthrough barrier with one punch!"

There was a flash of light in Binglong's eyes, looking at Huantian, he said hastily.

"Want to smash his barrier with this stronger punch?"

He muttered to himself, but Mo Wentian's eyes flashed a look of worry.

A stronger punch can shatter Xiao Jiao's breakthrough barrier, but can Xiao Jiao withstand this stronger punch?

Thinking like this, Mo Wentian frowned into a ball.

"Xiaojiao's physique, can it bear it?"

Mo Wentian looked at the mighty figure in the void, and there was a complex look in his eyes.

He wanted to stop it, but recalling Xiaojiao's firm expression when he said this just now, the corners of Mo Wentian's mouth moved slightly, but he swallowed the words that came to his lips.

"Emperor, don't worry, the Dragon King's physique can withstand this punch, no problem!"

Binglong seemed to see Mo Wentian's worry, and said in a deep voice.

"Um!"

"Xiao Jiao can definitely bear it!"

Hearing Binglong's words, Mo Wentian breathed a sigh of relief.

"Beating your chest and vomiting blood?"

"Little reptile, since you have made such a strong request, then I will show you the Heavenly Bull Blood Fist of our Heavenly Bull clan!"

But at this moment, hearing Xiaojiao's words, a cold light flashed in Zhang Xuwu's eyes, the corner of his mouth grinned, and he said coldly.

Immediately, without the slightest hesitation, Zhang Xuwu stretched out his hand and punched his chest a few times.

"puff……"

After a few punches, a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.

The second elder, Zhang Xuwu, stretched out his palm and directly caught the mouthful of blood that spewed out.

As the mouthful of blood fell into his palm, the figure of the Second Elder Zhang Xuwu suddenly swelled again in an instant.

The next moment, Second Elder Zhang Xuwu directly clenched his fists, and as he clenched his fists, the blood in his hands instantly spread into his fists.

The next moment, I saw streaks of light flickering on his giant fist.

"Ho Ho..."

The roar of the beetles resounded instantly.

On Zhang Xuwu's fist, there seemed to be two phantoms of ancient beetles appearing, and those two ancient beetles roared at Xiaojiao endlessly.

At this moment, the aura of the Second Elder Zhang Xuwu quickly rose again.

It seems that it is only one step away from breaking into the emperor's late stage.

"Old bastard, stop talking nonsense, let's do it!"

Looking at the second elder Zhang Xuwu, Xiaojiao's eyes flashed an incomparably cold light, and said coldly.

At this moment, the power in Xiaojiao's body rushed towards the barrier crazily and violently.

Xiao Jiao had a strong premonition that as soon as this barrier was broken, his cultivation would break through immediately.

"Little reptile, are you so impatient to find death?"

The arrogant voice resounded in the void.

The next moment, I saw that the fist with the size of a few feet in the sky had grown to a size of tens of feet, and without the slightest hesitation, it punched Xiaojiao again.

"Little Jiao, be careful!"

"If you can't bear it, call me immediately!"

Looking at the tens of feet of giant punches that instantly blasted towards Xiaojiao, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed coldly, and he couldn't help saying.

For some reason, at this moment, he turned into a mother-in-law.

Xu Xiaojiao is a relative to him, that's why he is like this.

"Boss, don't worry!"

Hearing Mo Wentian's reminder, in the void, the corner of Xiaojiao's mouth slightly raised, his expression was full of indifference.

That appearance, it seems that Zhang Xuwu's punch, he is absolutely sure that he can withstand it.