"court death?"

Tang Xiaobao waved his fingers: "NO, NO, NO, I haven't lived enough yet!"

"It seems that if you don't eat the toast, you will be punished with a drink!"

The eighteenth prince said.

Tang Xiaobao smiled and said: "I really don't like toasting. Oh, have you ever heard of a saying? Although strong wine is good, don't be greedy!"

What a mess, the eighteenth prince was so angry that his face turned green.

A little fifth-level golden immortal is so arrogant. Isn't this looking for death?

"Okay, you want to die, right? I will help you!"

The eighteenth prince pushed towards Tang Xiaobao.

The old man retreated behind him.

One punch!

The momentum of the Eighteenth Prince is rapidly increasing.

Everyone present could not help but step back.

That kind of pressure made it difficult for everyone to breathe.

With one punch, it was as if the whole world had been knocked down.

Tang Xiaobao was solemn.

He was laughing and joking, but in his heart, there was no slightest contempt.

After all, he is just a fifth-level golden immortal.

And the other party is a third-class immortal.

This difference is not that big.

However, he still wanted to give it a try.

Look how big the gap is.

Therefore, he did not retreat, nor did he use any hot weapons, he also punched out.

In mid-air, there were two fists that collided quickly.

There was a bang.

The ground between the two collapsed.

A huge pit is formed.

The eighteenth prince's face changed slightly, and he actually felt a little sore in his arm.

It can be seen how powerful Tang Xiaobao's punch is.

He's just a fifth-level golden immortal, how could he be so strong?

But the next moment, Tang Xiaobao flew out like a kite with its string broken, and a stream of blood mist was sprayed out in mid-air.

It was only then that the Eighteenth Prince calmed down a little.

Humph, you overestimate your capabilities!

The young master jumped up and tried to catch Tang Xiaobao, but failed.

Tang Xiaobao hit the ground hard.

boom!

Another big hole formed on the ground.

Smoke and dust are everywhere.

The Eighteenth Prince's punch was indeed extremely powerful.

Tang Xiaobao is dead.

Everyone thinks so.

The little princess fell down on the edge of the pit and burst into tears.

She did not expect that Tang Xiaobao could resist the Eighteenth Prince's fist with his bare hands.

She thought that Tang Xiaobao would still use his own magic weapon.

However, everything happened so fast that she couldn't stop it in time.

It's over, everything is over.

Suddenly, she felt so sad that she burst into tears.

"I said, no one can protect him."

The eighteenth prince said arrogantly: "Ants are ants!"

"Gungun, I hate you. I will hate you forever. I will never have you as my royal brother again!"

The young master shouted loudly.

She was already hysterical.

Her heart was so confused.

Before the eighteenth prince could speak, suddenly, a figure rose into the sky from the pit.

That was none other than Tang Xiaobao.

This time, Tang Xiaobao took a weapon.

He was covered in blood. He was holding Zhang Xiaohua's hoe in his hand, which was shining like a god of war from the sky. He hit the eighteenth prince opposite with the hoe.

Just now, he did almost die.

Normally, he would really be dead.

But he had the energy of chaos and could repair his wounds on his own, so he recovered after just a moment.

He was extremely pleasantly surprised.

Finally gave it a try.

It turns out that the energy of chaos is really so awesome.

This is the immortal body. If you are afraid of something, just say a word and do it!

The little princess was dumbfounded.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

Tang Xiaobao looked like he was injured.

"Protect the prince."

The old man standing behind the eighteenth prince suddenly rose into the sky, and the black sword in his hand faced the hoe.

Click!

The blade looks like it's made of glass and breaks when touched.

The old man turned pale with fright.

The hoe still came over and was not blocked at all.

The old man retreated as fast as lightning, but a group of guards came forward.

The swords came out.

Soaring!

Bang bang bang bang!

A large group of guards rushed forward and finally stopped Tang Xiaobao. The sword even fell on Tang Xiaobao's body, causing blood to flow everywhere.

Tang Xiaobao fell out again.

But this time, he didn't fall to the ground.

When he hit the ground, the bleeding stopped, and his face, which was originally pale, became rosy again.

Yes, he is back again.

On the other hand, the group of guards on the opposite side were in a miserable state.

The four people were smashed into a bloody mist on the spot, and their souls were all destroyed.

Five people were seriously injured and fell to the ground, dying.

The few people who were lucky enough not to be injured were now looking at Tang Xiaobao with horrified expressions and swallowing their saliva.

"Are you coming again?"

Tang Xiaobao licked his lips and asked fiercely.
To be continued...