God Level Demon

“What, the kid's not hurt? ”

“No wonder I couldn't beat him to death before so violently. ”

“Shame on you, pretending to be five or six people, deceiving the dead. ”

“Wouldn't this boy have any hope of winning the crown if he hadn't been injured? ”

“Shit, shit, shit, shit, shit, shit. I bet he loses this time. If he doesn't, I'm dead, right? ”

“Bitch Ha Ping, is this about cheating on our sweat money, and nobody cares? ”

Countless audiences cursed, and some of the gambling players were greener in the face, as if their hearts had been pinched with their hands and their breathing was rushed.

None of them can imagine how terrible his strength would be if he hadn't been injured.

But they don't know why this is happening. Even the strong man at the top of the martial arts master is seriously injured, but why is he okay?

At this point, on the ring.

“Even if you're not hurt, you're still not my defensive opponent, and with absolute strength, everything is false.” Xie An Shou growled, and he ran his internal qigong, his hands clapped.

Wong's finest martial arts - clap!

This applause is terrible, as if it were overturned, and a giant dragon's hand descended from the sky and crushed down, and it seems that even a mountain was crushed at this moment.

Even this palm locked Xia Ping's air engine, making him inescapable and hidden.

This is almost a trick towards chemistry, almost smelling like a master!

It was with this tactic that he turned his hand, not knowing how many strong enemies he had defeated. Even the strong demons could not resist this horror, and were instantly photographed as meat sauce.

Practice to the max and slaughter a city under one hand!

“Clap your hands? What a fart. Look at me. I've refined you, solar furnace!” Xiaping runs a pure yang, seemingly every cell in this moment is turned into a flame.

Deep inside, there is a divine bird rattling, the void vibrating, a unique rhythm spreading, seemingly, so that the souls of the surrounding warriors are shaken.

Boom Boom Boom ~ ~

Of the 18,000 pores, there was a huge flame, covering the ground, condensing into substance, and instantly a round of dark red sun seemed to be condensed, wrapped in 100 meters.

This round of the sun is like a giant furnace, and the flames are burning wildly, and this is an illusion of Qigong cultivation to the extreme.

Anything under this furnace will be burned to ashes.

“What the hell is this? How can it be so scary?” Many of the core students couldn't help but jump up and stare at Xiaping's exemplary Qigong.

This solar furnace stands in the void, engraved with many ancient inscriptions, seems to contain mysterious ancient powers, with a chaotic, ancient atmosphere.

It seems that the furnace did not know how long it had been baptized, from the beginning of the chaos, it was born, and they couldn't resist worship.

Even the soul seems oppressed and afraid to look directly at it.

“Ah!”

Suddenly, Xie An Shou emitted a terrible scream. When the solar furnace condensed, his overturned hand slapped down and was instantly melted, even the real elements seemed to be burned into molten milk.

Even a ray of flames spread and roared. These flames followed the flaming true elements, permeated his body along every pore, into the mysterious passages.

The power of these flames is terrible, as if it were a real fire, with the power to burn everything in the world, and it burns all over him.

Even his meridian appears to have been burned at this moment.

“No way. Is Xie An Shou losing? ”

“No, no, no. It's impossible. How could you lose so quickly? ”

Many core students hold their fists tight, bite their teeth off, almost bite their lips bleeding, they are extremely unwilling and do not want to see Xiaping win at all.

If this kid really wins the championship, then they don't know how bad the loss is this time, and it's unbearable for some people to lose their lives.

“Xia Ping, do you want me to keep losing? You're dreaming. You forced me to reveal my biggest card. You must pay the price. ”

Xie An Shou had a big drink.

All of a sudden, his hands actually had an extra pair of boxing holsters, and this fist had a pale golden colour, engraved with a dense numbness texture, which seemed to outline a unique line with mysterious powers.

There are many sharp corners on the surface of the fist, sharp and indestructible, with a trace of dark red blood on it, without knowing how many creatures were killed.

As soon as this punch cover was worn, Xie An Guan immediately covered his body with a layer of golden light. A mysterious force penetrated the five dirty hearts and flowed through the meridians.

These attempts to destroy the flames of his body were immediately extinguished by this mysterious force, and the Fae's true elements were rapidly expelled while healing their wounds.

Focusing on his body, there was also a terrible real air field, which suddenly swept away the flames around him, and no force could come near his body.

“Hmm?”

Xia Ping squinted his eyes and immediately retracted hundreds of meters, staring at Xie An Shouxi's boxing bracelet, he felt an unknown breath: “This breath? Is this a treasure trophy? ”

He stared at the fist, seemed to have the same smell as the treasure apparatus on his body, and there was no doubt that it was an unusual treasure and had extraordinary power.

“Dragon Fist Holster, my God, how did Xie An Guard get a Dragon Fist Holster on this kid?!” Some of the core students immediately jumped and stared at Xie An Shou's fist and refused to look away.

“Dragon Fist Cover? ”

Huo Gang also stared dead at the boxing case, his eyes revealing an unknown color: “It is said to be a treasure vessel made of the material that killed a king, made from the material on his body, plus millennial iron, nine fireworks and other materials, containing the power of dragons. ”

“Wearing it on your hands immediately increases your strength by at least twice as much as you do, and even creates an atmosphere that protects you from enemy attacks is a powerful weapon to defend against. ”

He was so thoughtful, he couldn't seem to believe that Xie An had such a treasure vessel on him.

“We win, we win this time. ”

“Take out the treasure chest, there's no reason not to win. ”

“Damn, I don't even have a treasure weapon on me. How could Xie An Sheng have one? Did you really rob Jinlong's lair? ”

“I don't even know how much shit luck I took, I envy it. ”

Many core students have red eyes, even if they are master strong, but it is very difficult to get a treasure vessel, and I didn't expect an elite student to have one, which makes them incredibly jealous.