Chapter 2857: The Eight Fist of the Overlord (1 more)
The one who draws the sword is called Wei Hu.
He has been famous for tens of thousands of years. He was once just a wandering child, but relying on his perseverance and fierceness, he gradually grew into a master of the ninth-level Golden Fairy Realm.
Later, he was attracted by Zeng Sheng, and naturally, he became Zeng Sheng's confidant.
Over the years, Zeng Sheng had never failed him. Without Zeng Sheng, his level would not have improved so quickly.
There is no one present who does not recognize him. Whether it is because of him or because of Zeng Sheng, everyone will respect him somewhat.
Perhaps because he has been with Zeng Sheng for too long, there are many organizations that go out to hunt in the city, and the Blood Tiger Group is definitely the overseas Chinese among them. Everyone is afraid of him, and Wei Hu has also developed the habit of looking higher than his head.
No, as soon as he disagreed with Tang Xiaobao, he immediately drew his sword against him.
This sword of his is no ordinary sword either.
This is a magical weapon that can increase his attack power by fifty percent.
Fifth-class magic weapon.
The addition of attack power will increase his combat power to the early stage of the first-level divine realm.
Since Tang Xiaobao made rude remarks, he would give Tang Xiaobao a slap in the face.
After one sword strike, he was no longer ready to strike a second sword.
Because in his opinion, Tang Xiaobao must die.
Tang Xiaobao is just a fifth-level golden immortal.
It doesn't matter if he is a ninth-level golden immortal. This sword can kill a ninth-level golden immortal instantly.
Wei Hu has such confidence.
All people also have full confidence in him.
But the results are often beyond everyone's expectations.
In just one thousandth of a second, Tang Xiaobao actually punched.
His fists were violent, and the energy of chaos was mixed with the immortal power, and he smashed out suddenly.
Click!
The fist and the tip of the sword finally collided.
The sword is broken.
Make a crisp sound.
Tang Xiaobao's fist also disappeared, and his fist was still bleeding. The blood was dripping, which was shocking. He even took three steps back.
He didn't feel depressed at all, but the fighting spirit in his eyes became even stronger.
Yes, he didn't try his best just now. He only used 50% of his strength, and he was able to withstand the opponent's three sure-kill swords.
Of course he is confident.
He also became more aware of Wei Hu's strength.
Well, that's right. It should be better than the ordinary ninth-level golden fairyland, and it's not too much compared to the first-level gods.
For Tang Xiaobao, this punch was simple and nothing to brag about.
But for everyone, this punch is different.
A fifth-level golden immortal, without using magic weapons and using his bare hands, actually withstood a fatal blow from a ninth-level golden immortal.
Moreover, the opponent used a fifth-level magical weapon, but he actually couldn't kill him.
This is a bit scary.
Everyone's eyes changed, and no one dared to laugh at Tang Xiaobao for seeking death.
With this strength alone, more than 90% of the people present would definitely feel ashamed.
This is only a fifth-level Golden Immortal, but he can actually leapfrog the level to fight, and even surpass four levels at once. This feeling is too unreal.
It's like being in a dream.
Zeng Sheng's expression changed.
Wei Hu's expression also changed.
The shopkeeper, who had been sleeping behind the counter, also opened his eyes and looked at Tang Xiaobao thoughtfully.
The most surprised person was Wei Hu.
He looked at Tang Xiaobao, almost dumbfounded.
His magical weapon was actually destroyed by Tang Xiaobao's punch?
Is it so perverted?
I feel bad...
That is his most precious magic weapon.
A fifth-level magic weapon is of a very high quality.
In the entire Crimson Gold City, this kind of magical weapon is rare.
It's fine now. It was actually destroyed in the hands of an unknown boy. How could he be willing and not angry?
There is nothing more to say.
Die, must die!
"I can't tell, you still have some strength, but do you think this is enough? If you dare to destroy my magical weapon, I will make your life worse than death!"
Gritting his teeth, Wei Hu just missed killing Tang Xiaobao.
Tang Xiaobao smiled and said: "You still want to come? You really don't cry until you see the coffin. I advise you not to try. It's useless. I will kill you, but it's just a matter of a thought."
"Shameless talk!"
Wei Hu Wei roared: "Overlord Fist!"
Anyone who knows Wei Hu knows that he knows a kind of martial arts, the Overlord Fist. This type of boxing is particularly brutal and is his famous stunt. Many masters have died under his Overlord Fist.
This kind of boxing technique is not easy to perform, but it is also extremely powerful. At this time, Wei Hu was so angry that he actually spurted out a mouthful of blood.
He is trying his best.
It turned out that the fist mark he pushed straight out was only the size of a basin, but at this moment, it suddenly more than doubled in size. What was even more frightening was that the fist mark actually became more and more solid, shining with golden light, giving people an extremely dangerous feeling.
a feeling of.
Zeng Sheng breathed a sigh of relief.
He knew that Wei Hu was destined to win and Tang Xiaobao was also destined to die.
As Wei Hu's master, he naturally understands the depth of his subordinates' abilities.
Zeng Sheng usually tried his best to win over Wei Hu.
In the entire Blood Tiger Regiment, except for him, the leader of the first-class Immortal Realm, Wei Hu is the most powerful.
This punch, if encountered by him, would naturally not be able to really hurt him, but in the Immortal Realm, no one would dare to take it head-on.
The shopkeeper frowned slightly but made no sound.
Many spectators nearby were shocked now.
Overlord Fist...
It is indeed Overlord Fist...
Put yourself in your shoes, if you were yourself, would you be able to take this punch?
Many people are shaking their heads.
No, almost everyone shook their heads in their hearts.
Yes, they can't guarantee that they can take this punch.
Especially the people from the Ninth Level Golden Fairy Realm, their expressions are not very good when they see this punch.
They felt that the power of this punch far exceeded the level expected in the same realm.
Tang Xiaobao is dead.
Everyone thinks so.
But the reality once again disappointed everyone.
Tang Xiaobao also punched in the flash of lightning.
"Tortoise Fist!"
He yelled.
King Baquan?
The listener almost fainted.
It's so bullying.
All of Tang Xiaobao's martial arts skills come from the "Xuan Dian of the First God", which is the most profound martial arts classic in the ancient continent.
That was a martial skill that Pangu specially left for him, so naturally it couldn't be matched by others.
Unfortunately, before reaching the Immortal Realm, he could hardly practice these martial arts.
His boxing techniques are completely learned from Earth. For example, this king's eight punch is actually the black tiger pulling out the heart, but he changed his name.
Such a simple boxing technique, coupled with his chaotic energy, is extremely powerful.
The two fists made contact instantly.
Click!
Tang Xiaobao's fist was bloody and bloody, and his right arm was completely fractured. His body took seven or eight steps back before he stood still.
Looking at Wei Hu again, it would be miserable.
The entire right arm exploded completely, bleeding profusely, and the whole person completely fell out.
A group of people quickly helped him up, and some began to apply medicine and bandages on him.
Damn it.
Everyone held their breath and stared at Tang Xiaobao, almost unable to believe their eyes.