Fighting the Xuan Ranking Experts

Tu Yuan stared at the war spear in his hand in shock, his face filled with astonishment and disbelief.

And at this moment, Shi Quan and the nearly thousand other aliens behind him were also utterly dumbfounded, even trembling all over.

Lu Chuan's strength was absurdly powerful!

He had withstood a High-grade Treasure Tool with his physical body, and had nearly shattered it with a single punch.

Just how powerful did that physical body have to be?

Even if the Human Race's Martial Dao itself leaned toward the flesh and physique, it still should not have been this strong.

It was not as if they had never fought Martial Artists of the Human Race before, yet they had never seen such a terrifying physical body.

"What a terrifying fleshly physique. Just how did he cultivate it?"

"I don't believe his physical body can be powerful to this extent. He must be carrying some kind of Exotic Treasure, and that's what caused this situation."

"Exactly. The Human Race has always been crafty. Who knows what scheme or trick this man has pulled now?"

Many aliens talked all at once, each of their gazes dark and gloomy. The way they looked at Lu Chuan, it was as if they wished they could swallow him alive and flay him whole.

"So much nonsense..."

Just then, Lu Chuan gave a cold laugh, and his body moved with it.

He had neither the mind nor the energy to clear up Tu Yuan's confusion.

His goal was to kill.

This Tu Yuan before him was the best target to kill the chicken to warn the monkeys.

No, it should be kill the monkey to warn the chickens.

After all, this Tu Yuan was no chicken, but a monkey.

"Beidou Divine Fist! All of you, come