God Level Demon

“Come kick the hall. ”

Looking at Yao Zhong in front, Xia Ping directly stated his purpose this time.

“Kick house?! ”

When he heard this careless words, Yao Zhongnai immediately burst into anger. He was punched by the boy before, almost seriously injured. It was a resentment. Both sides were alike.

But I haven't even bothered this kid yet, but this bastard came to the door and came to him personally. Even arrogance has to have its limits!

It's disdainful.

“If you can understand with some intelligence, that's beating you up.” Xiaping thinks it's easier to explain, otherwise people might not understand.

Beat us up?!

Everyone at Wuwei Martial Arts Museum is angry. They came to kick the museum just to beat them up. How despised is that? Are they the only ones who get beaten up?

“Too arrogant. ”

“Chapin, you're looking for death. ”

“Dare to come to Wuwei Museum to find and destroy, you have come to the wrong place. ”

“You don't need Brother Yao Zhong, I can ravage you by myself. ”

A bunch of martial arts museums are so popular, like cats trampled on their tails, half angry.

And one bald-headed man was very grumpy, couldn't hold back his inner anger immediately, shouted, instantly rushed out, punched away, wanted to beat Xiaping to the ground.

“Stupid. ”

Xia Ping was calm and relaxed. He watched the bald man take the shot. At a moment when the other side was close to him, he took the shot in vain. He was as quick as lightning and emitted the same temperament as a master.

Aftermath!

With a bang, he clapped his hands backwards and slapped him hard on the bald man's face. The bald man flew up on the spot, spinning five or six times in the air.

“Ah!" At the same time, the bald man made a scream, several teeth mixed with blood flew out, and eventually fell to the ground, his eyes were white, his mouth was foaming, it was no longer personal.

What?!

Many disciples were surprised. The skinheaded man was a strong fighter of the six heavens of the martial arts. He was considered an elite martial arts museum, but he could not resist the slap of the boy and was knocked out.

Even though they knew the kid wasn't easy, they didn't expect him to be strong enough.

“I told you, I'm here to beat you up.” Xia Ping stood in a defensive position and looked faintly at the men of these martial arts museums, "one by one in line, don't worry. ”

The popularity of Wuwei Martial Arts Hall is smoking. The bastard is getting worse and worse, and no one sees the limit.

Yao Zhong's face was gloomy and stared at Xiaping: “It turns out, it's been a few days. You actually penetrated six meridian veins. You've been promoted to the six heavens of the martial arts. Your strength has greatly increased. No wonder you came to the door to find and smash it. ”

His eyes were so poisonous, he could see Xiaping's martial arts cultivation suddenly.

The disciples of Wuwei Martial Arts Museum are all shocked. This boy has been promoted to Wuwei Martial Arts so soon. Wasn't he just a Wuwei Martial Arts Five Heavens Realm before? How did you break through so fast?

“I'm not exaggerating as much as I can, just to the point where I can beat you up, not to mention.” Xia Ping faded away, his eyes were incredibly calm.

What could be more arrogant than that? What does it mean to hit us just as hard? Doesn't that mean his strength is completely above them?!

What the hell did this bastard eat? Is he eating garlic? A group of people stared at Xiaping angrily, angry, squeezed their fists, the scene was a little out of control.

“Xiaping! ”

Even if Yao Zhong's capital was deeper, facing this situation, he couldn't help it. “You hurt my brother Zhou Tai 'an before, and you took him to the hospital. I won't compare with you. ”

“Before you attacked and wounded me, the means were despicable, and I won't compare with you. ”

“But do you really think Yao Zhong is a soft persimmon with no fucking temper? ”

“I don't want to compare you, you fucking got up, pooped on my head, even dared to come to my martial arts hall, Yao Wuyanwei, hurt my brother. ”

“In this case, even the mud man has three fires. ”

“Today I will go eat shit if Yao Zhong doesn't kill you. ”

Boom, Yao Zhong jumped out, slapped, instantly, countless palm shadows appeared in the sky, dense and numb, as if a thousand hands of Guanyin, the momentum was amazing.

Each slap contains the power of terror, and even a kilo of boulders is turned into powder, and countless palms appear, false, making it impossible to tell which is true or which is false.

Once you can't touch your head, you will be hit by palm force, seriously injured, spitting blood, you can't fight anymore, this is Yao Zhong's fantasy palm!

“Wow, this is Brother Yao Zhong's fantasy palm. ”

“It's too powerful, Brother Yao Zhong can beat the world's invincible hands with this scholarship, even the strong of the eight heavens of the martial arts can rival one another. Overstep challenge, that's leisure time. ”

“This is advanced martial arts, the difficulty of cultivation is simply an explosion. Many people, even at the age of forty or fifty, may not have mastered it, but Brother Yao Zhong has mastered it. It is a genius. ”

“One slap, illusion, falsehood, truth, falsehood, who can resist. ”

“And the palms are full of the ultimate Yin Soft Power, the most vicious and spicy, and the penetration is horrible. Even a strong defensive monster can hurt his heart with one palm. ”

“The boy is miserable, this time provoking Brother Yao Zhong, he will definitely be seriously injured. ”

“No way. If we accidentally take this guy to a hospital, aren't we criminally responsible? ”

“Responsible for the ass, Huangxing Wudao atmosphere, the martial arts museum flourishes, and the kicking museum behaves indefinitely. The law has long expressly stipulated that anyone who dares to come up and kick in a museum shall not be held liable unless he dies. ”

“In other words, as long as we don't kill him, we're not guilty. ”

“Well, you could say that. ”

“Poor guy, he came in standing up today, probably going back to laying down. ”

“This is what happened when we came to our martial arts museum, and we must teach him that lesson. ”

Many of the disciples of Wuwei Museum talked and looked at Xiaping with a smile.

“Thousands of phantoms? It's good martial arts, but under my spiritual power, it's completely invisible.” Xia Ping's eyes revealed a glimmer of fine light and his mental power erupted, and instantly caught Yao Zhong's big hand.

“I found you. ”

He fought for nothing, Crane Fist - Crane for shrimp!

With a whisper, one of his hands hallucinated into a crane, the speed was incredible, the angle drilled, crossed countless palm shadows, not blinded by any palm shadow, precisely found Yao Zhong's palm.

Boom!

When Yao Zhong's palm was instantly caught by Xiaping, it was like a lobster caught by a crane, there was nowhere to escape.