Chapter 500: Shock of purgatory

The Jianfang blood tiger saw the old man walk away, suddenly roared again and again, the huge body spurted with suffocating suffocation, and wanted to use this to shock Shen Xiang. -<>-.
What makes Shen Xiang feel funny is that he can even defeat the white tiger, the tiger and the beast, not to mention the tiger that is not completely evolved.
From here, Shen Xiang’s hands have a pair of white gloves. This is also a normal thing. Some warriors wear gloves when they are in the competition, so they don’t care about his hands being killed. The hand of the soul!
"I used the White Tigers to try out the tiger's effect today." Shen Xiang was excited, holding his fist and looking at the right hand.
The sword-toothed blood tiger roared a few times. He saw that Shen Xiang was not scared by him. He felt that he was being stunned. He suddenly became angry and screamed. He rushed toward Shen Xiang and spurted out from the mouth of the blood. Black gas.
"too slow!"
When the sword-toothed blood tiger came, Shen Xiang’s
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jumped away and came to the side of the huge tiger’s body, punching the abdomen like a hill.
The moment of Shen Xiang’s punching, the body’s instinct is like a raging river, spurting out from Dantian, through the large and small meridians, pouring into the arm of Shen Xiang, hitting the fist, bursting out The strong impact, blown out by the hand of the of killing, the power can be described as earth-shattering, after bursting out of a rush of gas burst, it hit the huge tiger body.
A loud noise of "砰" followed by a fierce tremor in the Colosseum. The huge tiger's body was shot by Shen Xiang and hit the tall stone wall!
The strong impact of the waves swayed, sweeping the dust on the ground, forming a gust of wind, boasting on the stone wall, it is magnificent.
Shen Xiang’s feet just touched the ground, and they flew like an arrow. They sprinted toward the sword-stained blood tiger that hit the edge of the stone wall. This time, Shen Xiang was dancing with double fists and formed numerous fists. Covering the sky, the sky generally shrouded the past, the fist shadows stirred, the air shattered, and bursts of sound, hitting the tiger's body of the sword-toothed tiger, but it was a violent burst of sound like a thunder. The sword-toothed blood tiger kept curling up, and although it made a painful scream, it was covered up by the sound of Shen Xiang’s fist.
This shocking scene shows that everyone is stunned. They suddenly suspect that the Jianjian blood tiger has not eaten for many days. It has become so weak that it has been forced to the wall and screaming. Power.
Now only the sword-toothed tiger knows how painful he is suffering. In particular, Shen Xiang’s fist carries a force that makes him feel fear. That force makes his soul tremble, making him unable to counterattack. Can bear the fist like a thunder.
The sword-toothed tiger is a tiger, and the white tiger is the most fearful. The glove in Shen Xiang’s hand is made from the body of the white tiger. It has the unique power of the white tiger. After using the spirit of Shen Xiang, the strength increases. More obvious.
It doesn't take long for the body of the sword-toothed blood tiger to be bloody, so that the red fur on his body is more red, and the tough tiger skin is hard to be blown up by the sinking punch.
"It’s really boring, but I’ve been scared to lose my hand.
Shen Xiang’s heart was very uncomfortable, because it couldn’t try out the power of the White Tigers.
After playing for a while, the sword-toothed tiger screamed in a low voice, and Shen Xiang suddenly retreated to the middle of the Colosseum!
Still shocked by the people in Shen Xiang's violent boxing method, now it is somewhat difficult to understand. Shen Xiang can continue to play, and the sword-toothed blood tiger fainted.
However, Shen Xiang does not think so. If he wants to continue, he still does not know when to fight. He just wants to finish soon.
"He... what he is doing!" a man screamed, because he saw a huge pair of fire wings suddenly appear on the back of Shen Xiang.
"This is his true fire, I heard that it can be very big!"
I don’t have to hear it now, because everyone has already seen the size of the fire wing that Shen Xiang can have. It stretches out to a few hundred feet wide and envelopes the Colosseum. This round Colosseum is sinking. It is very shocking to cross the huge fire wing.
"Purgatory Tornado!" Shen Xiang's body suddenly madly rotated, and the sword-toothed blood tiger that had just got a chance to breathe was immediately rolled over by this crazy fire dragon.
Not to mention a giant saber-toothed blood tiger, even if it is a giant mountain, it will be swept away by this crazy tornado.
Shen Xiang's wings are like reamer, and they can release a tornado while spinning!
The people on the high wall are all squatting, because the round Colosseum in their eyes is a flame, the violent violent anger, rotating, it looks terrible, it looks like it is purgatory.
Many people have slowly retreated. They are worried about being involved. Although there is a resistance to the formation, some people can't help but fear that they will not feel good after being involved.
"This kid..." The white-bearded old man was also shocked. He was pouring in strength and stabilizing the formation.
"You have to leave!" said the white-bearded old man, which awakened those who were still in a daze and fled the colosseum with horror.
The current flame of Shen Xiang can be no different. It is not a pure Suzaku fire, but a sturdy fire that has been spurred by the ingenuity. This kind of flame is very violent, and now it is released by Shen Xiang without leaving room. The burning power erodes the foundations of those battles and is slowly destroying the array.
"I can't stop it!" The old man was also sweating. At this time, the huge Colosseum suddenly spewed out a crazy rotating fire column, and rushed to the sky, the horrible heat rushed to the Quartet. Everything around the Colosseum was burned to ash.
At this point, everyone in the Devil's Academy can see the huge fire column that suddenly bursts into the air. It can also feel that the entire Demon Academy has been shrouded in a horrible sultry, and it is overwhelming.
"You win! Hold your hand!" The white-bearded old man shouted, he could not forcibly stop Shen Xiang, he was worried that Shen Xiang would be hurt.
Shen Xiang hurriedly closed his hand, and the blood tiger that was rolled up in the sky also fell down. When it was time to land, it was time to be supported by the white-bearded old man.
"Don't say it early, let me waste how much infuriating." Shen Xiang slowly landed, smirked and said.
The white-bearded old man looked at the Colosseum, which turned into ruins. He smiled bitterly: "How do I know that your kid is so ferocious, I don't know how to be merciful!" ~ See the first ad without ad please -<>-.
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