Tang Xiaobao would never be soft-hearted towards enemies like Long Xingyun, oh, love rivals.
Pretending, right?
I'm just showing off.
Tang Xiaobao is actually the biggest pretender.
"Xianxian Fist!"
Tang Xiaobao roared violently, rushed high into the sky in an instant, and punched out.
This time, he only used 50% of his strength.
"Hmph! Heavenly Thunder Fist!"
Long Xingyun snorted coldly, then raised his hand and punched him.
Do you want to compare with strength? My brother is in Jiuchongtian, but he is famous for his strength.
Two huge fist seals collided in mid-air.
Tang Xiaobao was thrown out, and Long Xingyun also flew back, but he was far less embarrassed than Tang Xiaobao.
The monks below began to discuss again.
"Oh my God, isn't even Ximen Chuixue his opponent?"
"It seems that the geniuses of the Ninth Heaven are really not comparable to those of our First Heaven. If you collide with a strong one, you will see who is more evil."
"Long Xingyun is not arrogant, he is really capable."
"He is worthy of being a proud man of the Nine Heavens."
"This is too evil. How does this guy practice? I feel like I'm nothing compared to them."
"It's over, even Ximen Chuixue is no match for him."
"Ximen Chuixue is in danger. Today, Yi Zhongtian is going to be slapped in the face again."
"You're so good. Why are you pretending to be cool by traveling to the next level? It's just too much to deceive others."
"I hope Ximen Chuixue can create another miracle, but we must not lose."
"Needless to say, you can tell with one punch, Ximen Chuixue is no match for him."
"The First Heaven cannot be compared with the Nine Heavens."
…
Look, no one has any confidence in Tang Xiaobao.
With one move, he was blown away.
How to fight next?
Obviously, Long Xingyun has not yet shown his true strength.
This is a collision of strengths, and there is no falsehood. Whoever is more powerful will have the upper hand.
Long Xingyun stood still, looked at the embarrassed Tang Xiaobao, and laughed wildly: "Is that all you have to worry about? I only used 80% of my power, and you can't do it anymore? Is this the genius of your first level? It's so great
You are weak and disappointing. It seems that you are not qualified to be my servant."
Having the upper hand, Long Xingyun was extremely proud.
Tang Xiaobao wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. He was not injured. A smile flashed in his eyes.
It turns out that you used eight
It's strength, but that's all.
I just used five successes.
"Really? Then take another punch from me."
Tang Xiaobao sneered and took action again.
"Xianxian Fist!"
It’s still the Zhuxian Fist.
Simple yet crude.
A fist mark was struck directly at the opponent.
He still didn't use the energy of chaos.
Tang Xiaobao wanted to see how awesome the genius of Jiuchongtian was.
It would be boring to beat the opponent to death with one punch. It would be interesting to make him happy first, and then slowly torture him, from the peak of hope to the bottom of disappointment.
Moreover, using the energy of chaos, Tang Xiaobao really felt a bit bullying, a bit like a cheat.
Naturally, Long Xingyun would not take Tang Xiaobao seriously, so he still used 80% of his power to punch.
He also likes this collision of forces.
boom!
The two fist marks collided together.
Long Xingyun's body was blown away and flew several thousand meters before stopping.
Tang Xiaobao, on the other hand, stepped back several hundred meters.
Obviously, this time, Tang Xiaobao had the upper hand.
He used seven successes.
The crowd below was immediately dumbfounded.
Hey, it can really create miracles.
Tang Xiaobao actually turned defeat into victory?
Gain the upper hand?
"Well played!"
"Hit him!"
"Let this pretentious madman go back to the Nine Heavens."
"Do you think that all of us in the First Level are weak persimmons? Beat him to death!"
"This guy is so arrogant and deserves to be beaten."
…
The crowd is furious.
Of course, everyone hopes that Tang Xiaobao can win.
Local consciousness is still very serious.
Long Xingyun's expression changed and became a little ugly.
"How are you? Are you still arrogant? Are you still confident?"
Tang Xiaobao curled his lips and said mockingly: "I was just teasing you just now. I thought people from Jiuchongtian were so powerful, but it turns out they are nothing more than that."
"Ben Thunder God Fist!"
Long Xingyun was extremely angry.
He rarely loses head-on battles with others, let alone losing to people from the next level.
He was dissatisfied and angry.
Therefore, he used ten of his power in this punch.
Aren't you arrogant?
I want you to die.
Ben Lei Shen Fist.
There were flashes of thunder and lightning in the fist seal. It was obvious that this was his special move. This fist technique was also extremely powerful.
"Xianxian Fist!"
Tang Xiaobao still used the Zhuxian Fist.
The two fist seals collided together again.
No one could have imagined what the result of this punch would be.
It was obvious that Long Xingyun was angry and he would definitely try his best. This move put Tang Xiaobao in danger.
This is what most people think.
And their idea is obviously wrong.
Because of this punch, Tang Xiaobao did not move on the spot. Instead, Long Xingyun was knocked away again, flying further, more than ten kilometers away, before he stood still.
His expression changed and became very ferocious.
He couldn't accept this result at all.
Tang Xiaobao's power exceeded his imagination and knowledge.
How could a monk from the first level be so strong?
He has always looked down on people from the first level, but today, he met a weirdo.
The previous arrogance was completely gone.
He only has anger and hatred towards Tang Xiaobao.
"I didn't expect it. You are a pretentious person. Yi Chongtian is not a place for you to show off. My wedding is not a place for you to show off. Therefore, you were very wrong today. I said, you are
I have seen many people like this, and they all just talk hard. If you could kill someone with your mouth, I would have been killed by you countless times. Unfortunately, you are going to die."
Tang Xiaobao is undoubtedly adding fuel to the fire.
Seeing Long Xingyun's angry look, he was particularly happy.
His happiness has always been based on the pain of his enemies.
"What other means are there, you can use them to your heart's content." Tang Xiaobao hooked his little finger.
"Okay, I'm going to kill you, otherwise, I won't call you Long Xingyun."
Long Xingyun gritted his teeth and rushed over.
"What's your name? It's none of my business. You're not my son. I don't care."
Tang Xiaobao calmly stopped where he was. This time, he didn't even move.
However, his whole body was shining with golden light.
The energy of chaos formed a protective armor and enveloped his entire body.
Are you going to fight hard?
Are you going to use your strongest move?
OK, I'll give you a chance.
OK, I will make you despair too.
Long Xingyun had an extra sword in his hand, a pseudo-sacred weapon.
As soon as the sword was swung out, the color of the sky and the earth changed, the sun and moon became dim, and the sky was cut in half. The supreme sword power descended from the sky and swept across the scene.