The little prince did not expect that this bastard, whose cultivation level was not much different from his own, would dare to reach such an extent.
He first caused great embarrassment to himself, and now, he said such arrogant words.
court death!
If you don't kill such a person, it won't be enough to vent your anger!
If you don't kill such a person, it won't be enough to establish your authority!
The little prince let out a low cry, and all his bones made crisp sounds. He punched hard, and the violent punch force spurted out, making ten clear crisp sounds in succession.
The crowd suddenly exclaimed and backed away.
"This little prince is really extremely talented. This Thunder Changing Fist is a famous human-level high-level spiritual skill. When you practice it to seven rings, it is the most powerful type of high-grade spiritual skills. When you practice it to eight rings, it is even more powerful.
It is comparable to the best human-level spiritual skills. If you practice it to nine rings, it will be infinitely close to the earth-level spiritual skills!"
"Yes, I also know something about it! He actually practiced the Ben Lei Changquan to ten rings!"
The little prince was like a sharp cheetah, carrying the man with his fist, and the man was like a mad dragon, rushing forward, like a huge black mist, trying to engulf Sun Ning.
Snap!
Sun Ning stood up and slapped a palm fiercely. A golden palm shadow condensed into a huge golden seal, and a faint dragon's roar was heard.
This palm is as strong as it is yang, and is invincible.
The little prince's ten-ring fist was instantly shattered like a dead branch blown away by a strong wind.
All his last moves have been played out.
But the power of Sun Ning's palm was like the water of a river, flowing endlessly.
It is like a golden seal or a big net that binds the little prince and makes it difficult for him to fly.
Snap!
He hit the little prince hard on the chest with a palm, and the crisp sound of bones breaking could be heard. The little prince, who was still arrogant just now, suddenly had three broken ribs. Under the severe pain, there was no trace of blood on his face.
"well played!"
"Kill this little bastard!"
The crowd roared excitedly, and for a while there were screams and whistles.
The little prince covered his chest and shouted: "You four losers, get on me!"
Four golden-armored guards immediately rushed forward.
Snap! Snap!
Snap! Snap!
Sun Ning sneered and struck out with four palms with all his strength, like the hands of the god of death, making people unable to escape. Each palm struck the chests of the four people.
The golden armor on their bodies turned into fragments the size of small fingernails.
But the palm power remained unabated, and through the chest, the internal organs were smashed into pieces!
[Ding! You killed the Wei Dynasty's golden-armored guards A, B, B, and D, and gained 00,000 experience and 10,000 vitality! 】
The crowd roared excitedly again.
They were almost suffocated to death just now and needed to vent.
Now, Sun Ning has given everyone a chance to vent their madness.
"I just said that this little prince is very powerful and powerful. Compared with Sun Ning, he is just a piece of shit. The two have the same cultivation level, but Mr. Sun's methods are ten times stronger than him!"
"Such a loser dares to provoke our Chu Dynasty. It is really ridiculous. With Mr. Sun here, all the geniuses in the Wei Dynasty are rubbish!"
"Master Sun is really powerful. When he and Lin Yinchen decided to fight here in March a few days ago, I thought he was looking for death. Now it seems that Lin Yinchen is looking for death!"
"Sun Ning, Sun Ning! I love you..." This is why some perverts couldn't hold it back.
Sun Ning had no expression on his face, staring quietly at the little prince who was secretly healing his wounds, and said calmly: "Don't make any more useless efforts. Do you think you can escape today?"
The little prince looked at that calm and somewhat kind face, and for the first time in so many years, he felt a trace of fear in his heart.
He was the most outstanding genius in the Wei Dynasty in the past fifty years. Even Chuiyun Sou was very attracted to him and accepted him as a closed disciple. For protection, his cultivation deeds were classified as secrets and hidden. He was in every realm.
Using the most appropriate method to cultivate, taking the top spiritual treasures, and practicing the most powerful spiritual skills, he achieved the realm of body refining, the realm of unity between man and nature!
Although he is only a six-sect Yuanshi, ordinary eight-sect Yuanshi are no match for him.
So he dared to stand here and challenge the entire Houtian realm warriors of the Great Chu Dynasty.
The most important thing is that there is a peak Xiantian realm expert who is secretly protecting him.
The little prince was a little strange, why did Uncle Yan, who was always ready to take action at every slightest sign of trouble, not make any move even though he was already injured.
How did he know that it was impossible for Uncle Yan to take action?
The moment Sun Ning took action, Chu Xiantian and Yang Daoyi, two powerful men, invited him into the Great Chu Chamber of Commerce.
The little prince's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he said solemnly: "Very good, very good! You know, you have angered me, you have angered someone who must not be provoked. Today, I will definitely kill you!"
As he said that, he punched again, straight out.
The power of this punch was greatly improved compared to just now.
Someone exclaimed: "It turns out to be a low-level spiritual skill on earth - the Rolling Stone Lightning Fist! This punch is as fast as lightning and as powerful as falling rocks on a cliff. You can only avoid it, but you can never stop it..."
Before he finished speaking, he was shocked to see that the Rolling Stone Lightning Fist, which was always known for its infinite power, was smashed to pieces by Sun Ning, and the power of the fist disappeared.
Immediately afterwards, this palm hit the little prince hard on the chest.
The little prince spurted a bloody sword from his mouth, hugged his chest, stomped back a dozen steps, and then sat down, already seriously injured.
The Rolling Stone Lightning Punch was heavy on offense and light on defense, but failed to achieve any success. He was exposed and was hit by Sun Ning with a solid palm strike.
"I heard that you want to weigh in on the warriors of our Chu Dynasty, right?"
Sun Ning sneered again and again, strode closer, and a strong oppressive force enveloped the little prince. With a cold eyebrow, he shouted sternly: "With your three-legged cat skills, you dare to make such arrogant remarks? Your Wei Dynasty is
What kind of remote, barren land could have a country bumpkin like you who has never seen the world come out?"
These words were spoken with great momentum and heartiness, and everyone who heard them roared with excitement.
Although Sun Ning said this, he was secretly shocked in his heart. This little prince is probably the kind of top genius that Chu Xiantian said.
He struck out with the same palm, killing four Eight Sect Masters directly, but the little prince was only injured.
The most important thing is that the little prince only has the cultivation level of a sixth-sect Yuanshi. If he had not entered the dragon soul world, absorbed the dragon essence, understood the seal of the golden dragon, and reached the seventh-sect Yuanshi, he would have been able to fight this person in a draw at most.
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But now, for him, an opponent like the little prince is like beating a dog with a big stick, completely crushing him, and there is no possibility of turning over.
Sun Ning walked over step by step.
The little prince became more and more frightened and frightened, and he shouted with a fierce expression: "Boy, I advise you to stop immediately. If you dare to take another step forward, we, the Wei Dynasty's millions of cavalry, will march straight in and crush you."
The dynasty has thousands of miles of rivers and mountains! All the people of the Chu Dynasty must be slaves to the subjugation of the country!"
"How dare you threaten me when death is imminent!"
Sun Ning sneered, and like lightning, he suddenly rushed forward and grabbed the little prince's left arm with lightning speed. (To be continued)