Chapter 547 The meaning of eight poles, the ultimate
Xue Lingbei remembered clearly that when his brother came to save him, the way he displayed his cultivation was completely different.
At the moment, the brother Xue Fugui who is fighting in the air is just a fat old man, very naive.
Where was it like the God of War descended to earth?
"Let's not rush to help our brother. I'm afraid he has his own plans. Let's not do bad things." Xue Lingbei's sudden words stunned everyone around him.
Especially the city lord of the Chamber of Commerce glared at Xue Lingbei: "The president loves your brother the most. Why did you ignore him and say such things even though he fell into such a trap?"
Next to them, representatives of other forces also frowned slightly.
They have had a lot of dealings with Xue Fugui, and they know a thing or two about this God of Wealth.
Even if he had an unexpected encounter, his strength suddenly improved a lot, and his combat power increased.
Being able to have the current strength to face the siege of several twenty-fourth-level Void Realm warriors without falling behind is extremely rare.
But for Xue Lingbei, it would be too ridiculous to say that Xue Fugui didn't use his full strength.
"Mr. Xue is indeed not exerting his full strength. He is either playing or tempering himself. Don't worry too much." At this time, the man who was treating Xue Jiande's injuries stood up and spoke.
Everyone was stunned when they heard his words. The city lord was even more concerned and confused, and came to him: "Why do you say that?"
"If Mr. Xue is really in danger, he will take action." After Hua Caitou finished speaking, he looked towards a corner not far away.
Everyone followed his gaze and found that a figure in a black robe had appeared in the corner over there.
Di Xinlu, who was shrouded in a black robe, looked at Hua Caitou and said: "You don't need to tell them too much. Sometimes, the more you know, the more troubles you will have."
Looking at Di Xinlu, who was covered in black robes, the representatives of the four forces, his pupils shrank slightly and his heart tightened.
When did this person appear there?
I don't know what's going on at all.
No, to be precise, the opponent's strength was too strong, far beyond theirs, making themselves and others unable to detect his existence.
Could it be said that Xue Fugui really didn't give his best and was he really playing there?
Everyone raised their heads and looked upward.
At this time, suspended on a stand high in the sky, figures were sitting upright, looking down.
One of the leading men took a sip of tea and spoke to Xue Fugui, who was under siege below: "Why did you resist so hard? Your appearance is indeed amazing, but judging from the results, it is just a flash in the pan."
"The God of Wealth in the Huanshan Realm in the past is worthy of being Xue Zhentian's son. He is indeed capable."
"But it is a pity that in the face of absolute power, your ridiculous persistence and perseverance are not worth mentioning."
"If you surrender honestly, you will suffer less."
After the man finished speaking, he also raised his head and looked further away, looking at Xue Jiande and Xue Lingbei in the formation: "The same is true for you. If you surrender honestly and give up resistance, at least you can still survive.
Be more comfortable."
The faces of Xue Jiande and Xue Lingbei behind the formation instantly darkened.
spit!
In the air, Xue Fugui, who was fighting, spit out blood, and his chubby flesh trembled: "Surrender, don't even think about it, kill me if you dare, there are not enough people for grandpa to move his muscles."
"Come on, come up, hahaha."
"Don't think that I don't know. The Xue Clan's intelligence grandfather has already investigated. You are gray robes and are not direct descendants of the Xue Clan at all. You are clearly slaves."
"It seems like your master is my father's competitor. He can't compete head-on, so he can only let you bitches do some dirty things, right?"
Xue Fugui's words made the face of the man sitting above him instantly turn cold.
"It seems that your grandfather and I were right." Xue Fugui sneered, looking around at the people besieging him, and then looked up at the man, "You slaves are so courageous that you actually attack your master."
Crunch!
The man seemed to be completely irritated, his whole body was trembling slightly, and he waved his hands to the left and right: "Torture him and let him die in the most cruel pain."
"Anyway, Xue Zhentian has so many sons, it doesn't hurt if one of them dies!"
"What a bullshit master, I am your master in this place!"
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
As he gave the order angrily, many figures emerged from the shadows and rushed towards Xue Fugui, entering a state of siege.
These people are obviously people hiding in secret.
But it was because of Xue Fugui's stimulation that he couldn't bear it and ordered to take action.
The number of people suddenly doubled. Under such a siege, Xue Fugui was even more miserable than before, and his body was almost stained red with blood.
Xue Fugui was under siege. Attacks were coming from all directions. He needed to muster ten thousand energy to deal with all directions.
The people who besieged him gradually discovered that something was wrong.
Why did he and others attack more and more, when Xue Fugui in front of him was indeed seriously injured and covered in blood.
But the mental state seems to be getting better and better?
On the city wall, the city lord's eyes were filled with tears. He quickly looked at Huacai Tou and Xue Lingbei: "Is the president really not trying his best? How could he be like this...
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Everyone on the city wall looked solemnly at the figure who was about to be beaten to death in the sky, clenching their fists.
"Xue Jiande, do you want to take action? We can't fight anymore." At this time, a representative of a force suddenly said, "Now we are people in the same boat, and no one can leave."
Facing the inquiry, Xue Jiande also took a deep breath and looked towards Huacai Tou and Black-robed Emperor Xinlu.
They are the people brought by my brother Xue Fugui, are they just watching?
"It's over." At this time, Di Xinlu suddenly spoke, leaving everyone stunned for a moment.
What's the meaning?
What's over?
"Hahahahaha..." Suddenly, Xue Fugui, who was beaten severely in the air in the distance, suddenly burst out of speed, rushed out of the encirclement, and laughed loudly, "The ultimate meaning of the eight extremes is accomplished!"
But just when Xue Fugui had just exited the encirclement, a figure suddenly rushed out of the darkness and bombarded him.
Click!
The power of the avenue in the fist of the sneak attack shattered, and the entire fist was grabbed by Xue Fugui.
Boom!
There seemed to be thunder in Xue Fugui's body, and his whole body suddenly rose.
The fat all over his body began to tighten and swell, and the robe on his upper body could no longer wrap it up and completely exploded, revealing his domineering muscles that were as strong as iron.
The originally bloated Xue Fugui instantly transformed into a white-haired muscular man. His white hair exploded and broke his belt, and he floated in the wind.
The muscles all over his body beat, and the high temperature generated caused the blood on his body to evaporate, turning into a blood-colored mist.
The wound continues to heal.
Xue Fugui, who had completely changed his appearance, squeezed the arm of the sneak attack to pieces.
Amidst the other party's pitiful screams, he sneered.