Chapter 1138: Youth's Prestige

Xiao Yu's move immediately moved the faces of the disciples of Gangmao Sect and Tyrant Boxing Sect.

Their respective suzerains, the two Golden Core Realm Great Consummation, were shocked and retreated by this young man after joining forces?

What kind of terrifying strength is that?

This boy is only at the late stage of Jindan Realm!

Bai Yugu's disciples also found it incredible.

Rumors are not as good as meetings, and meetings are not as good as rumors.

It was rumored in the outside world that this young man was able to leapfrog and fight, and his fighting power was terrifying.

They themselves didn't believe it, but if they hadn't seen it with their own eyes today, they might still regard the boy as an ordinary late-stage Golden Core Realm.

Seeing this, the disciples of Xiaoyaomen's eyes lit up.

"Junior Brother Xiao, it's just... so handsome!" one of the disciples exclaimed.

They are also practicing Xiaoyao Fu, but they are much weaker than Xiao Yu.

Whether it is the realm or the power emanating from the supernatural powers, they all appear to be much weaker.

Kan Dong and Xiang Zhenrong both looked surprised, shocked and angry.

No matter what they say, they are all the suzerains of the sect, but the words of the young man on the other side seem to be a question of looking down.

"Our life and death are not up to you to decide! The one who died must be you!" Kan Dong immediately angrily said.

Xiao Yu shook his head, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and said: "It seems that you have already made a choice."

As soon as the words fell, Xiao Yu reached over with a palm.

After all, both of them are at the Great Perfection of Golden Core Realm, and it's not so easy to kill, so Xiao Yu didn't intend to hide anything.

The power of endowment still jumped out, and on his palm print, the bright light condensed again.

In an instant, a small sun condensed on his hand. With the power of endowment, the light became bigger and bigger, and then rose against the wind, turning into a huge millstone of 100 meters.

"go!"

Xiao Yu pushed it out with one palm, and the moon plate seemed to fall from the sky, and the posture of spinning was to kill it.

Yueyang itself is a supernatural power of the yellow grade, but its upper limit is the mysterious grade, and its power is not simple.

Both Kan Dong and Xiang Zhenrong use mysterious supernatural powers, but their mysterious supernatural powers are different from those of the same level of the seven major sects.

After all, what these third-rate sects lack the most is martial arts and supernatural powers. Even if they are of the same rank, there will be differences in their strengths and weaknesses.

It was too late and then it was too late, the moon rose against the storm and turned into a dazzling white light. Seeing this, Kan Dong and Xiang Zhenrong were both moved.

But they are no longer allowed to hesitate too much, because the opponent's offensive is too huge.

Kandong roared, his arms shook, and his spiritual power suddenly gathered in front of him, forming a thirteen-layer mask.

"boom!"

He stepped out with one foot, and because of the thirteen layers of masks, he seemed to have become a little golden man.

"Thirteen golden shields!" Bai Yugu's disciple recognized Kandong's famous defense skills.

"Come on, let's see if you can break through my defense!" Kan Dong laughed wildly.

Xiang Zhenrong over there was not to be outdone, his fist style tore through the air, and the endless airflow suddenly converged, forming a tens of meters of air wave fist style. Very mighty.

"Air Wave Punch!"

The offensive of one attack and one defense soon met the millstone.

"Boom boom boom!"

Terrifying vibrations erupted continuously, and the breath fluctuations from the collision directly detonated the air, the earth shook, and the mountains shook.

Everyone retreated three hundred meters away, otherwise they would be involved in these fluctuations.

"There are two tricks, break it for me!"