God Level Demon

Chapter 1277: Eight-Arm Tiger Fist

Boom!

In a single blow, Hundred Mile Cold felt his body could not resist this incredible destructive force, and his entire body was directly bombarded out, as if it had been slapped by the tides of the sea and bombarded hundreds of times.

“Pfft!”

Immediately, he couldn't help but spit out a breath of blood, his whole body flew out, slipped across the floor, and finally smashed hard on the wall of the lobby, smashing a big hole.

Even the cold water sword in his hand could not be held, and when he shouted, he fell to the ground.

Baili looked incredibly at Xiaping and saw himself unable to hold the right hand of Cold Water Sword. He wanted to say something, but couldn't say anything.

“My mother, what just happened? ”

“Too exaggerated, that's a hundred miles cold, the strongest genius in Hundred Mile City, defeated every move? ”

“The punch was too strong, and I felt an incomparable force that seemed to destroy everything. ”

“Hundred Miles is unjustly defeated, that punch is too strong, and it has approached the imperial power. ”

“With such power, it is not impossible to kill three dragon kings. ”

A group of watching Hundred Mile leaders talked about it. They are also king-level practitioners, with considerable eyesight, and naturally can see the horror of Xiaping's punch just now.

Though it did not erupt completely and was just the tip of the iceberg, ordinary king-level practitioners could not resist, and this hegemonic force was too terrible.

At the same time, some of the geniuses of the Baili clan saw a scene where they felt a special aesthetic, with spiral forces, seemed to contain avenues that were rational and unpredictable.

“Summer, you win, I'll admit your strength. ”

Many of the leaders of the Baili clan are obedient, as is the case with the martial arts, whether they are strong enough, one fight will know, there is absolutely no possibility of falsification.

Not strong enough, one punch is ruined, where can you talk nonsense.

“Summer, what was that punch all about? ”

The city lord Bailihu's eyes lit up and his eyes caught on fire. He felt that the punch contained a higher level of power and was unpredictable.

Even after he saw this punch, he moved, seemingly touching the power of the empire.

“Black Whirlpool Ripple, my own punch. ”

Xia Ping smiled slightly.

Self-made?!

Everyone is staring at each other. Such a powerful boxing technique was created by this young man. This is too exaggerated. How talented is this?

“You just won the battle. You're eligible for dragon practice, but can you play with me?” City master Bailihu pinched his fist and looked at Xiaping with enthusiasm.

“What? The Lord of the City himself?! ”

Many members of the Baili clan are shocked, even the Baili Cold, because the city owner Bailihu has become the old-fashioned king-level peak, a half-step emperor.

Even a genius like Hundred Mile Cold can't defeat such a strong man, it can only be the downwind of Gambia.

Since Bailihu became the owner of the city, they don't know how long it's been since they've seen Bailihu do it, once they do it, it means something amazing has happened in Bailihu.

“It's okay, come on.” Xia Ping doesn't care, he also wants to go through more battles, only intense battles can sharpen his martial arts cultivation and build the foundation of martial arts.

And he also wanted to see what the strong people of Dragon God Mainland were capable of, which would greatly benefit his martial arts path.

“Come on. ”

As soon as the voice went down, the Hundred Mile Tiger instantly made his move. Wudao Shentong - Eight Arm Tiger Fist!

In the moment, his body immediately swelled up, his body pulled up to eight meters high, and even his back grew six arms, plus the previous two, there were eight arms.

He looked angrily and looked like an eight-armed tiger. A fierce atmosphere erupted on his body, as if he were an extinct tiger in the Tsunami Mountain Forest, ruling one side, with no match for hegemony.

“Back up, back up! ”

Feeling this fierce momentum, the leaders of the surrounding Baili clan changed their face and immediately shouted, instructing those around them to leave immediately, otherwise they would surely be hurt by this momentum.

Some powerful, push hundreds of meters away immediately.

Weak luck was not so good. He was stunned, foamed up, and careless. If there were no leader beside him, he would have taken these unconscious Baili soldiers away, and he would have been directly shocked to death in the aftermath of the battle.

Boom Boom Boom ~ ~

He was seen standing on his feet on the earth, immediately shaken up by a huge pit, and numerous cracks appeared, like spider webs, all over the hall.

Psst!!!

Immediately, the body of the Hundred Mile Tiger moved, eight arms waved up, and countless fistprints appeared in the void, condensed into substance. Each fistprint came out of the mountain like a tiger, containing the power to destroy the mountain forest.

There are even spiritual attacks, even hallucinations if the mentally weak think they have been devoured by countless tigers and directly fainted.

Xia Ping cheated on himself and fought the Hundred Mile Tiger. He didn't make a punch, purely by instinct.

But reaching his realm, even a random punch, has the power to open mountain cracks, and has the power of ghosts.

Bang bang bang!!!

In a moment, the two shadows fought in the middle of the sky, their fists and feet facing each other, and they did not defend each other. They fought purely with physical force, as if they were back in the days of the ancient ancestors, bloody barbarism.

Each impact produced a fierce air explosion, blowing up a deep hole in the earth all at once.

Between insinuations, the Bailiwick warriors present seemed to see a divine bird and a god tiger fighting in the void, claws and claws colliding with each other.

“What a powerful force. ”

Xia Ping felt incredibly happy, he had not experienced such a barbaric battle in a long time, and the physical strength of the Hundred Mile Tiger was not built, presumably eating a few brutal beasts with no idea of dragon blood and quenching his body to an inhuman level.

Coupled with his gifts, he has a monstrous body, far beyond the ordinary.

Normal Hundred Mile fighters couldn't stand his punch and were beaten to the ground.

But unfortunately, what he encountered was Xiaping, a monster more terrible than him, far more powerful than him, and more successful in condensing Hell's golden corpse, the Qing Emperor's body, and his strong body.

But even so, Hundred Mile Tigers put a lot of pressure on Xiaping.

Every time there was a violent collision, he felt his blood boiling, his heart beating violently, and his blood rushing through his veins like a great river.

Deep in the body, Hellgoose cells seem to have been stimulated as well and are unblocking one by one, melting deep into his own body's blood, making his Hellgoose bloodline more intense.

As the battle progressed, Xiaping's strength also gained a little boost.