Chapter 110 (1/2)

Xiao Long raised his eyebrows, prefecture level skill?

Speaking of it, his kung fu is still a mysterious and inferior Canglong secret code, so he needs to change it sometime.

”Very good! I gave you a chance. You don't cherish it. In that case!”

Xiao Long opened his eyes and stood up slowly.

”Die!”

Xiao Long threw a punch in the air.

Just a punch!

The aura of heaven and earth seemed to find the pouring mouth, poured out wildly, condensed a huge fist seal in the air, and smashed it with the power of heaven and earth!

”Die!” Ying Tian was furious. The Qi in his body gathered in the palm of his hand, and the whole arm gave off a light golden luster.

Then

”Boom!”

Two fists collided with each other in the eyes of countless people!

For a moment, it was like a terrible storm. The violent aura vortex spread wildly in all directions. The surface was raised and made an amazing explosion.

At the same time, an invisible blade of soul power quietly scraped through the field.

”Poof!” ”poof!”

Both shadows flew out upside down. Ying Tian's body shook and stabilized. Xiao Long retreated dozens of steps before he barely stopped.

Xiao Long's mouth spilled a trace of blood, but he soon recovered as usual.

”Unexpectedly, with 50% of my strength, you can still live and have some skills.” Ying Tian's eyes narrowed.

Xiao Long couldn't help laughing.

50% power?

Only when he has a share can he have the strength of 20% of the noumenon.

”However, that's all. If you only have this strength, it's over.” Ying Tian glanced at him compassionately and shook his head.

At this time, a riot broke out in the rear.

Ying Tian turned his head and saw Ying Si, the third prince, fall to the ground pale, with his pupils staring and no breath.

Dead silence!

Ying Tian's face was as gloomy as water and he didn't say a word.

But everyone knew that the more silent Ying Tian was, the more terrible he was.

Ying Tian is really angry!

”Boom!”

A more terrible momentum burst into the sky. At the moment, Ying Tian was like a God coming to earth. A pair of blood red pupils stared at Xiao Long like a dying man.

”You dare to kill my third brother in front of me!”

Xiao Long sneered: ”it's just a mole ant figure. What if you kill him? I gave him a chance yesterday. I didn't know how to cherish it. Instead, I provoked me again and again, and I ended him!”

”Uh, ah! Die!”

Ying Tian's anger reached the limit and stopped holding his hand. He hit the ”dragon and tiger holy fist” with terrible imperial pressure.

”Alas!” Xiao Long shook his head helplessly.

Ying Tian is in the middle of the congenital Wuzong. He is also a prefecture level martial art, which is stronger than the original tianleizi. Moreover, this person is still an elite monster and can't use a golden hand.

It seems that there is no way to take him without exposing his real skills.

Right now!

”Stop!”

A fat old man came in the middle of the field.

He raised his hand and shook it in the air. Ying Tian's fist strength was like a deflated ball. It immediately stopped halfway, and the aura of riots in the sky was suppressed.