The Female Lord Of Resentment, And The Eighteen-Winged Six Seraphs

Chapter 364 Eight Levels Of Power

"Boom!"

The violent collision made a loud noise, and Kuangba's power spread, stirring up dust all over the sky.

Shen Xuan felt an overwhelming force coming towards him, causing his body to slide back several feet involuntarily. His legs rubbed against the ground, leaving two long traces.

"Huh? Your strength seems to be much weaker than imagined! It seems that I overestimated you!" Yang Zhenhai said with a contemptuous smile.

Hearing this, Shen Xuan's face turned slightly pale and his heart beat rapidly.

The power of 29 people in this family is too powerful!

He had just used eight levels of power, but he was still suppressed by the opponent, and the gap was so huge, he was simply inhuman!

But the more this happened, the more he aroused Shen Xuan's fighting spirit.

He took a deep breath and used his divine power to the extreme. Powerful divine power surged through his body. His body was taller again. Wisps of light golden lines appeared on the surface of his skin, and his aura gradually rose.

Yang Zhenhai's pupils suddenly shrank: "What a weird technique! What kind of technique are you practicing?"

"Haha... you'll know soon." Shen Xuan raised the corners of his mouth, stepped hard on the ground with his feet, and flew towards Yang Zhenhai like a ghost.

"Hmph! No matter what technique you use, I can still destroy it!" Yang Zhenhai roared in a low voice and punched Shen Xuan.

"Shatter the universe!" Shen Xuan shouted low, kicked off the ground with his legs, and spun his body like a top. He swung out his right fist, powerful divine power poured out, and collided with Yang Zhenhai's iron fist, causing bursts of sound. The sonorous sound was deafening.

Yang Zhenhai felt a heartbreaking pain in his fists and couldn't help but take seven or eight steps back.

"Pfft!" Yang Zhenhai's throat sweetened, and a mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth.

"How could this happen? How could he lose to a mere seventh-level god?" Yang Zhenhai's face was extremely gloomy. He simply couldn't understand why Shen Xuan was so strong!

"Impossible! This is absolutely impossible! You have just broken through to the seventh level of the Divine Lord, how can you defeat me!" Yang Zhenhai yelled hysterically, his eyes widened and his face twisted, like a mad beast.

"You don't believe it, but the facts are in front of you." Shen Xuan shrugged and said in a leisurely manner, then took a step forward, reached Yang Zhenhai in one step, and slapped out a palm.

"Pa!" A clear slap sounded, and Yang Zhenhai flew out like an arrow from a string, falling heavily to the ground.

"You...you dare to hit me in the face..." Yang Zhenhai touched his burning and painful left cheek, his face burning with rage, and his face was extremely ferocious.

He had never been hit by anyone since he was a child, and no one dared to slap him in the face. Today, he was slapped in the face by a new student in front of many junior brothers. This made him feel extremely angry and wanted to kill Shen Xuan. his skin, cramped his tendons, and cut him into pieces.

"What? Not convinced? Well, keep fighting back." Shen Xuan said lightly, and then he shot out and slashed with a palm.

"Snapped!"

This time, Shen Xuan hit the other half of Yang Zhenhai's cheek with one blow, instantly causing it to swell up and turn red.

"Ah! I'll kill you!" Yang Zhenhai fell completely into a state of madness, roared crazily, jumped up suddenly, and rushed towards Shen Xuan. .