So far in the fierce battle, Pojun Xingjun has been protecting his spear with his tyrannical cultivation level which is superior to Zuo Xiaoduo. The spear in his hand is also extraordinary, but it still has its limits. When facing the opponent, he becomes more and more tyrannical and becomes more and more powerful.

With increasingly invincible strength, we finally reached this step.

And this also reflects from the side that my current true strength is no match for this little guy in front of me!

But so what?

Pojun Xingjun showed his madness and directly used his fists to fight Zuo Xiaoduo's sledgehammer without any scruples!

The crashing sound started again, but it was no longer continuous...

With no weapons in his hands and only a pair of iron fists, Pojun Xingjun faced the heavy pressure of the two hammers and managed to cope with the difficulty, staggering and flying out.

But he immediately flew back and continued to fight head-on.

"Boy, remember me!"

Pojun Xingjun laughed wildly: "I am Beidou Yaoguang! I am Tianguan Pojun!"

He laughed wildly: "I really want to wait for you for a few years before fighting you, but it's a pity that I waited for you, but you can't wait for me!"

Pojun Xingjun felt extremely regretful at this moment.

How great would it be if my soul could go back and return to my body without losing my strength...

According to this kid's progress, in another three to five years, he will be able to have a truly enjoyable battle...

It's a pity that I can't go back!

This wish will eventually come true!

Boom boom boom

In the sound of collision, Pojun Xingjun's bones starting from his arms began to break one after another, but he laughed like thunder and still punched back without giving up, until... the mountain-like hammer head hit him hard.
Chapter completed!