The Return of the Immortal of the City

Chapter 731 If I want to protect them, I can only do my best (third change)
Chapter [-] The old man wants to protect them, he can only do his best (please subscribe, reward)
Everyone present was startled by Zhao Baitong's sudden transformation.

Even Le Tianyi and Murong Jingqi couldn't care less about being sad at the moment, one or two of them opened their mouths wide, their pretty faces unable to conceal the horror.

"What kind of monster is he?"

Le Tianyi murmured subconsciously.

When I saw Zhao Baitong before, I only thought of him as a little kid with good cultivation but thin body.

I never thought that this kid would suddenly have such a sudden change.

This……

Where are there still people!

Even King Kong in the movie is not as tall as this guy.

The golden hair all over is much more beautiful than King Kong.

Murong Jingqi was also horrified, this little kid looked inconspicuous, but once transformed, he turned out to be so huge.

Where did Master find this monster? !
Gu Ziyu didn't care about the shock, and hurriedly pulled Murong Jingqi and Le Tianyi away, because Zhao Baitong had already started fighting with the even taller witch god.

Zhao Baitong hugged the statue of Gu Bei tightly with one arm, clenched his fist with his right hand like a mountain, and fiercely bombarded Xingkui, the witch god.

The grinning appearance, as well as the red eyes, exude a frightening bloodthirsty feeling.

With a punch, the earth shook and the mountains shook, and the void shattered.

The even taller witch god Xing Kui, "Jie Jie" gave a weird laugh, clenched his fists, and blasted at Zhao Baitong.

The witch god Xingkui VS the ancient arm-armed ape, the two punched out, and the sky trembled a little.

There was a loud bang, deafening.

All the cultivators on the scene were directly thrown away by the aftermath of the bombardment.

Murong Jingqi and the others were lucky to have Know-it-all by their side, with a flick of their sleeves, the aftermath of the shock was dissipated, protecting them.

The two fists collided, and Xingkui's huge body immediately took three steps back.

But it was only three steps, and every step fell, but a huge pothole was stepped on the hard ground.

Bottomless.

The witch god Xingkui took three steps back, but Zhao Baitong, who was transformed into an ancient arm-armed ape, took a full fifteen steps back, the corners of his mouth were still stained, golden blood flowed out, and he was panting heavily.

"Physical strength is acceptable, come again!"

The witch god Xingkui grinned and laughed, his voice was rolling, and the sky and the earth shook.

But Zhao Baitong was not afraid at all, and he didn't care about his internal injuries. His eyes were about to burst, his eyes were bloodthirsty, he roared to the sky, and his sharp fangs were extremely terrifying.

Stepping forward in big strides, Zhao Baitong clenched his fist again with his right hand, striking out with a mountain-like fist.

"Insufficient momentum and weak strength. How do you win against this witch god?!"

The witch god Xingkui's big copper bell-like eyes opened angrily, and his huge cheeks showed disdain and contempt. He also punched out another punch, but it was much stronger than before.

Even though Xingkui, the witch god, was injured, the immortal power in Shangxian's body was not trivial.

With this punch, the mountains collapsed and the ground cracked.

Amidst the screams of Le Tianyi and the girls, Zhao Baitong was punched hundreds of feet away, and his body crashed onto a mountain.

It smashed a big hole out of the mountain.

But what is very touching is that even in such a situation, Zhao Baitong used his strong body to tightly protect the statue of Gu Bei in his arms, without any damage.

After struggling for a long time, Zhao Baitong climbed out of the mountain with his face covered in blood, and the blood from the corner of his mouth continued to flow, staining the golden hair in front of him red.

Trembling, Zhao Baitong's ten-foot-tall body staggered, and he couldn't stand still.

There was no trace of fear in the blood-red eyes, they were still as crazy as before.

"Still able to stand up?!"

In the eyes of the witch god Xingkui, the surprise flashed away, replaced by a touch of impatience, "Be obediently be the spiritual pet of this witch god, and this witch god will spare you from death."

"Just you?! Also worthy?!"

Zhao Baitong, who was staggering, opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva, "I don't accept anyone in this world except Mr. and Mr. You! You are not even worthy of carrying your shoes with Mr.!"

"At the end of the crossbow, since you are looking for death, you will be blamed for being cruel by the sorcerer. After killing you, taking out your demon pill will also have some effect!"

The sorcerer Xingkui's eyes revealed a stern look, and he rushed towards Zhao Baitong very ferociously.

The huge fist swung up, with the tendency to destroy the void, and instantly bombarded Zhao Baitong's head.

With this punch, Zhao Baitong's brain burst apart, and he died on the spot.

Seeing that the Wushen Xingkui's fist was about to reach Zhao Baitong's head, girl Jin'er screamed, "Don't hurt little brother!"

"Belden..."

Murong Jingqi and Le Tianyi also showed anxiety and impatience on their faces.

However, the Wushen Xingkui's fist stopped a foot in front of Zhao Baitong's head, unable to advance an inch.

The witch god Xingkui's face was gloomy, he turned his head suddenly, and glared fiercely at Wanshitong: "Wanshitong, you want to meddle in this witch god's business?!"

There was a naked threat in the words.

It turned out that at the critical moment, it was Wanshitong who blocked the blow of the witch god Xingkui.

"This old man is also very helpless. The little guy Zhao Baitong, and the dolls like Murong Jingqi, this old man promised Mr. Gu that he would take their lives. Naturally, he won't break his promise!"

Wanshitong took a step forward, and with a push with his palm, Xingkui, the witch god, stepped back a few steps.

It can be seen that the magic power of know-it-all is stronger.

"A few more, please, give the old man a thin face, and let these little dolls go!" Said, Wanshitong clasped his fists at Xingkui, Li Daoren and other seven immortals.

This is already a high-level negotiation, and those practitioners naturally dare not talk anymore.

"Know everything, you call me senior. Gu Bei's children hurt my arm, how can I forgive them!" Liangba Shangxian of Longhumen also just climbed out of the ground not long ago, and his face was angry at this moment.

"The same is true for this seat!"

True Immortal Jianjue of Jiancun had a gloomy face, but he still stood in front of the disciples of Juejian Pavilion, as if he was afraid that the disciples of Juejian Pavilion would escape.

The seven true immortals stepped forward suddenly, as if they were confronting Wanshitong, without any intention of negotiating.

"Mr. Gu is gone, why are you bothering? The disaster is not as good as your family, do you have to do this?!" Wanshitong sighed helplessly, seeing that the few people had no intention of giving in, he couldn't help stretching out his hand. Flying out of his body, "So, the old man can only do his best!"

Wanshitong has never made a move, and in Feixian Continent for thousands of years, no one has ever seen Wanshitong make a move.

All the immortals in Feixian Continent respect Master of Everything because of his profound deduction skills, and he has never participated in power struggles; but today, this guy would actually offend several great immortal sects in Feixian Continent for the sake of a few irrelevant people power.

This……

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