Tang Xiaobao was never very polite when meeting evil cultivators.

Although he is not a good person, he still has some bottom lines by nature.

He would not do anything that would harm himself or benefit others, and he would not do anything to strengthen his own practice at the expense of others.

No, people are born with hatred and hate.

Therefore, he was displeased with the bald head.

"You want to kill me?"

Tang Xiaobao looked at the bald man and narrowed his eyes.

"Why, do you still have any objections?"

The bald Jie Jie said with a smile.

Tang Xiaobao nodded: "You want to kill me, of course I will have objections. Generally, people who want to kill me will not have a good end, and they are all killed by me in the end. I didn't expect that you would still have such a problem."

Courage, just because you practice evil arts?"

"Boy, don't talk nonsense. The skills I practice are not evil. Hmph! If you dare to talk nonsense again, be careful of the disaster that comes from your mouth!"

The bald man's laughter stopped suddenly, and he stared at Tang Xiaobao with a somewhat gloomy tone and threatened.

"Are you threatening me?"

Tang Xiaobao laughed: "You have practiced evil skills, but you don't dare to admit it, and you are so brazen that you want to kill me. You are really capable. Come on, let me see how you kill me."

When the bald man heard this, his anger rose.

"Good boy, if you want to die and block our way of making money, I will get rid of harm for everyone and kill you first!"

As soon as the bald man finished speaking, he slapped Tang Xiaobao with his palm.

boom!

A shocking momentum.

The pinnacle of the Immortal Emperor Realm.

His aura actually increased sharply.

The faces of the monks next to him changed.

This breath is really eerie and terrifying.

Could it be that he really practiced evil arts?

Otherwise, how could the aura suddenly surge?

Many people saw it, or believed Tang Xiaobao's words, and firmly believed that this bald man must have practiced evil skills.

It is difficult to do this with orthodox exercises.

Raising the realm by half a level, generally only the evil power can do it.

But at this time, no one raised this point.

It's a good thing that someone wants to be the vanguard.

Tang Xiaobao is in the realm of the Immortal Queen, and he is also a strong enemy. If he is killed, there will be one less competitor.

What a good thing, so no one is trying to do anything and is happy to sit back and watch.

As a crowd, it doesn't matter who wins or loses. Anyway, no matter who dies or lives, there will be one less competitor for everyone.

This is something that everyone is happy with.

Tang Xiaobao smiled coldly and pointed out.

Chi!

ah!

The bald man's palm print was like paper, it shattered and disintegrated, and there was a bloody hole in the palm of his hand.

His expression changed, and then he began to look squarely at Tang Xiaobao.

In his opinion, even if he couldn't kill Tang Xiaobao, he could still seriously injure the opponent. Even if he slapped the opponent casually, it was very insidious and left almost no spare power.

He just wanted to slap Tang Xiaobao to death with one palm.

Just to establish your authority.

Unfortunately, he never imagined what kind of existence he was facing.

Tang Xiaobao is also to blame for this matter.

If he hadn't liked to show off, if he hadn't liked to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger, he would never have caused these troubles. This bald man...given him a hundred courages, he would never dare to attack Tang Xiaobao.

"With this little ability, you still want to kill me? What now? Do you still want to kill me?"

Tang Xiaobao glanced at the bald head with disdain.

The bald man covered his palms with his face looking particularly ugly.

Miscalculated.

You really underestimated the enemy.

However, he was not too depressed.

His trump card has not been used yet.

"Boy, do you think you will win?"

The bald man bit his lip and said to Tang Xiaobao.

"Are there any miracles left? In other words, do you still have some trump cards that you haven't used yet? Well, come on, I'll give you a chance to convince you that you lost. But today, you can't even think of leaving alive."

Tang Xiaobao shrugged indifferently.

Kill someone for yourself.

He had no worries at all.

Especially when it comes to killing such evil cultivators, he won't feel any psychological pressure at all.

This is also to eliminate harm for the people.

"Okay, you forced me to do this!"

The bald man's expression changed, and a knife suddenly appeared in his hand.

This knife is very short, only about one foot.

The blade of the sword was as black as ink, and there was actually a ghostly aura on it.

When everyone saw it, their expressions changed drastically.

Needless to say, this guy is definitely an evil cultivator.

However, no one came forward to stop it.

"Look, the secret has been exposed. You are not an evil cultivator. Come on, come on, let's see if I don't beat the shit out of you!"

Tang Xiaobao raised his middle finger and said with disdain.

The bald man was furious.

This sword has a long history. He has practiced it at least hundreds of times. For this reason, hundreds of monks have died under this sword.

Now this sword is a semi-sacred weapon. It contains countless resentful spirits and has infinite power.

But Tang Xiaobao actually despised him so much.

This is so irritating.

"Boy, let's try it. If I don't kill you today, I swear I won't be a human being."

"you

Can you stop pushing me, come on, come and hit me."

Tang Xiaobao said impatiently.

This scene is a bit joyful.

Baldhead slashed out with a sharp knife.

Suddenly, a wave of demonic energy shook the heaven and earth, filling the heaven and earth.

A dark blade of light fell from the sky, and the entire sky darkened.

In the light of the sword, there were countless resentful spirits roaring, heading straight for Tang Xiaobao.

Mo Xiong gave way.

All the monks nearby quickly retreated.

The strength displayed by this sword is infinitely close to that of the Immortal Emperor.

It's just close, but not after all.
To be continued...