The Return of the Immortal of the City

Chapter 614 The strength of the head of the Li family (fourth update)
Chapter 670 IX The Strength of the Lord of the Li Family (for Subscription and Reward)
"Boy, who gave you the guts to make trouble in the Li family's backyard!"

"Abandon your cultivation obediently, and catch him without a fight!"

There was a sound of clanking, and the four youths immediately drew out their weapons and pointed at Zhao Baitong. A powerful aura erupted from their bodies, locking onto Zhao Baitong.

"What are you talking about with this kid, hurry up and cook, don't delay the brothers and sisters to eat wine!"

One of the youth's cultivation at the end of the Nascent Soul was revealed strongly, and the long sword let out a burst of sword sound, and rushed forward first.

"Just in time!"

Seeing a person rushing towards him, Zhao Baitong was not afraid at all, he grinned with awe-inspiring fighting spirit, and when he jumped up, he had already clenched his fist and bombarded him.

There was nothing fancy about this punch, it was just Zhao Baitong's physical strength.

The long sword stabbed with a strong wind, wanting to kill Zhao Baitong quickly.Especially when he saw Zhao Baitong daring to meet the long sword in his hand with his bare hands, the man couldn't help showing a hint of arrogance and contempt on his face: "If you want to die, you can't blame others!"

"A lot of nonsense!"

Zhao Baitong yelled loudly, and slammed his fist hard against the side of the long sword.

He wouldn't be so stupid that he directly collided with the tip of the long sword with his fist.

There was a clang of the sword, the long sword was bombarded and deviated from the track, Zhao Baitong leaned close and punched the guy in the chest.

The guy reacted quickly, he clenched his fist with his left hand, his spiritual energy lingered on the surface of the fist, and bombarded towards Zhao Baitong's fist.

Bang!
A loud bang.

Accompanied by a crisp "click", the young man let out a scream, and his body exploded back.

Just from the collision of fists, several bones of the young man's left arm were broken, and his left hand was already crippled.

It can be seen that the strength of Zhao Baitong's physical fist is really impressive.

This is still Zhao Baitong who has not transformed. If he activates his blood and transforms into the ancient arm-armed ape, his human power will be even stronger.

"Dare to hurt the people of the Li family, boy, you are courting death!"

The remaining three men shouted together, one sword, one stick, one knife, three weapons came to besiege Zhao Baitong.

Made of black iron with a stick, it hit Zhao Baitong's head.

And the long sword came straight to Zhao Baitong's chest.

The scimitar roared, with saber energy, and attacked Zhao Baitong's lower body.

The three youths cooperated tacitly, attacking from three directions at the same time, blocking Zhao Baitong's way out.

There were cruel smiles on the faces of the three young people, as if they were about to see the tragic scene of Zhao Baitong's blood and flesh, limbs and arms unfolded in front of them.

"If you can let the three of us shoot together, even if you die, you can be proud!"

One of the young men didn't forget to say something.

The three of them, the sword-wielding and saber-wielding Yuanying late stage, and the stick-wielding youth have reached the early stage of transforming gods.

Being able to withstand the attack of such a lineup is a top-level existence in China.

"Young master didn't live enough. You three scumbags still want to kill young master, it's just a dream!"

Attacking from three directions, up, middle and down, Zhao Baitong was not afraid at all, even full of fighting spirit on his face.

Seeing the three weapons approaching, Zhao Baitong bowed suddenly, then straightened suddenly, and at the same time, after bending his knees, he kicked his legs violently, like a nimble ape, he rushed straight out of the three of them locked with momentum. encirclement.

Just this move is beyond the reach of many cultivators in the realm of transforming gods.

It was also because Zhao Baitong made full use of the characteristics of the half-demon, properly used the flexibility of the Armed Demon Ape, and forcibly broke through.

boom! !

The sky and the earth roared, and the three of them immediately attacked and collided, leaving nothing.

"Hey, it's time for the young master!"

Zhao Baitong's smug smile suddenly sounded behind the young man with the knife, and then he punched out loudly.

Bang!
Before the young man with the knife had time to figure out what happened, he was punched firmly in the back.

With the sound of bones breaking, the whole person spurted out a mouthful of blood in the air, and his figure staggered and flew out.

The young man with the sword and stick was shocked immediately, turned around and attacked Zhao Baitong quickly.

Especially for the young man in the early stage of transformation, the black iron stick smashed down, shattered the void, and smashed towards Zhao Baitong's head with great momentum.

Zhao Baitong not only did not dodge the black iron stick, but instead raised his body, raised his fist towards the top of his head, and even directly met the stick with his fists.

"court death!"

Seeing that Zhao Baitong greeted the black iron club with his fist, the young man burst into fury, shouted sharply, and the club in his hand fell even faster and more violently.

Bang!
The stick hit the fist hard.

The expected scene of Zhao Baitong's fist being smashed to pieces did not appear, but the stick was shaken and trembled instead.

But Zhao Baitong's whole body also quickly fell down from a high altitude.

After all, that young man is in the realm of transforming gods, and his cultivation level is comparable to that of Zhao Baitong.

The blow of this stick was indeed quite powerful.

However, because of this, Zhao Baitong dodged the stabbing sword, and his body hit the ground hard, creating a big hole.

"Bah, pah!"

Zhao Baitong got out of the deep hole on the ground, and pointed to the sky with an exasperated face: "Damn it, you made me so embarrassed!"

Kicking his legs towards the ground, his whole body was like a human-shaped cannonball, and Zhao Baitong charged straight at the young man with the stick.

When the figure rushed out, Zhao Baitong directly used the teleportation technique, and the figure disappeared in front of everyone's eyes in an instant.

The young man in the early stage of the transformation of the gods immediately looked shocked, and without thinking, he swept the black iron stick directly behind him.

"I rub it, the reaction is very quick!"

There was a wave of air behind him, and Zhao Baitong had already appeared strangely, but he firmly grasped the Xuantian stick with one hand.

Zhao Baitong followed the black iron stick, quickly sprinted towards the young man who turned into a god, clenched his fist with his right hand, and slammed his fist into the man's chest.

The stick-wielding youth turned pale with fright, but had no choice but to clenched his fists to resist.

boom! !

The two fists collided, and there was a crisp sound of bones breaking. The young man let out a scream, and as Zhao Baitong let go of his left hand holding the stick, the young man flew towards the ground.

With a loud bang, the young man hit the ground directly, his body sank deep into the ground, and he stepped into Zhao Baitong's footsteps.

"Well, that's only fair!" Zhao Baitong looked at the human-shaped pothole on the ground, with a smug smile on his face, and glanced at the young man with the sword, "It's your turn!"

"Naughty beast, don't be rude!"

Zhao Baitong's figure flickered, and he went straight to the last young man holding a sword. At this moment, an extremely powerful coercion came from the sky, and he saw a middle-aged man appearing strangely in front of the sword-wielding youth. side of the youth.

"Homeowner!"

Seeing the middle-aged man, the sword-wielding youth immediately showed surprise on his face.

"Old man, how dare you stop me!"

Zhao Baitong was in high spirits, how could he be afraid, he clenched his fists and continued to attack.

"Unbelievable!"

The middle-aged man stretched out his right hand, his palm turned into a knife, he slashed at him, and a hundred-foot-long knife shot out.

(End of this chapter)