Soul Martial Emperor

Chapter 606 Wang Xiong's Strength

A tyrannical aura fluctuated from Yuan Wu's body, and the three kings of the fortune-telling realm around him were also urging their own power, ready to snatch the low-grade holy weapon, the spear, at any time.

A faint smile appeared on the corner of Meng Hao's mouth, and he was not in a hurry to make a move. Although the breath fluctuations on Yuan Wu's body were the breath of a god-king powerhouse in the early stages of the psychic state, it was very unstable. This reason was because he had just broken through the psychic state, or It was he who took the treasures of heaven and earth to forcibly raise his own strength to the level of the gods.

Therefore, Yuan Wu's strength was weaker than that of the Nine Nether Snakes, and Meng Hao could get rid of it without using the Three Slashes of Destruction. Naturally, he didn't take Yuan Wu seriously, and he didn't even bother to make a move.

"Young master, let me take action," Wang Xiong said to Meng Haogong. He also possesses the initial strength of the supernatural realm. He knows Meng Hao's combat power. Against a small person like Yuan Wu, it would be too wasteful for the young master to take action himself.

"Then you take action." A faint smile appeared on the corner of Meng Hao's mouth, and he nodded in agreement with Wang Xiong's request. Wang Xionggui is the elder of Shengu, and he has practiced the lower-grade spiritual art of the holy level, the Chixiao Divine Art, and comprehended his own life. The supernatural power is the infinite sun devourer.

There are also grades of natal supernatural powers. The natal supernatural powers realized by Wang Xiong belong to the lower level, but even though they are only lower levels, they belong to the outstanding existence among the lower levels.

So Wang Xiong's strength is much stronger than Yuan Wu's, and even stronger than the Nine Nether Underworld Snake that died in Meng Hao's hands. Meng Hao doesn't know exactly how far it has reached.

"Yuan Wu, right? You don't deserve to be my young master's opponent at all, so let me meet you." Wang Xiong laughed loudly, his body flickered out, and landed not far in front of Yuan Wu.

At this time, a look of astonishment flashed across Yuan Wu's face, because he checked the strength of Meng Hao and others before, only to find that Meng Hao was the king of the Good Fortune Realm at the beginning of the seventh turn, and the others didn't know the strength at all, but according to his estimation It won't be too strong either.

Unexpectedly, in the blink of an eye, a god-king strongman in the early stages of the psychic realm popped up, who was on the same level as himself, and it was a bit difficult to deal with.

"Don't think about group battles. If they dare to fight, I guarantee that they will not see the sun tomorrow morning. And if you want this low-grade holy weapon, the only way is to defeat my subordinates. As long as you win, I will kill you!" This low-grade weighing instrument is for you." A faint smile appeared on the corner of Meng Hao's mouth, seeing through the plan to deal with it.

"Boss, what should we do?" Yuan Wu asked softly the King of Creation Realm at the beginning of the Ninth Revolution. Originally, they planned to attack together, but Meng Hao saw it, so this method will not work.

A look of hesitation flashed across Yuan Wu's face, and then he said softly: "You mean what you say"?He was afraid that after he defeated Wang Xiong, Meng Hao would regret it, and that would be a bit of a waste.

Meng Hao smiled lightly and said, "Of course it counts, but the premise is that you can defeat him." After the words fell, Wang Xiong's figure flew out and flew towards Yuan Wu, with extremely terrifying power expanding on his body fluctuation.

"Okay, then I'll see if you have the ability to defeat me." Yuan Wu also snorted coldly, with a black spiritual power spreading from his body, gathering in front of him.

Boom! ! !

Yuan Wu also punched out, and the collision erupted with a roar, Yuan Wu retreated dozens of steps before stopping, but Wang Xiong remained motionless, one could easily tell who was stronger and who was weaker.

An ugly look flashed across Yuan Wu's face, and he snorted coldly: "It's too early to be happy now, and I'll let you see my strength next."

"Dark Blood Shocking Palm"! ! !
Immediately after Yuan Wu took a step, the terrifying black spiritual power gathered in his hands, he raised his right hand and slapped Wang Xiong angrily.

A terrifying aura spread out, and a palm print exuding black blood emerged, revealing extremely cold aura fluctuations. It was obviously a powerful profound martial art.

An indifferent look appeared on Wang Xiong's face, and immediately he put his hands together to form a seal, and the terrifying Chi Xiao spiritual power rippled behind him, occupying the sky for half a day.

"Red Sky Flying Thunder Palm"! ! !
A faint voice came from Wang Xiong's mouth, and the blue-red scarlet sky spiritual power behind Wang Xiong quickly gathered and turned into a blue-red palm print that shone with thunder, spreading extremely violent breath fluctuations.

"Fall", Wang Xiong yelled softly, and saw the blue-red palm prints flashing with thunder rushing past, blasting towards the black bloody palm print.

Boom! ! !

There was an astonishing roar when the two collided, and the next moment, the blue-red palm print shone brightly, directly smashing the black blood palm print, and landed on Yuan Wu's body amidst Yuan Wu's panicked expression.

puff! ! !

Yuan Wu's body flew upside down, crashed into dozens of towering trees before stopping, and fell to the ground, spitting blood with his mouth open.

Until now, he doesn't know why he was defeated, and Wang Xiong's profound martial art is so powerful that he feels suffocated.

"Young Master, how do you deal with this person?" Wang Xiong asked Meng Hao respectfully. Although he defeated Yuan Wu, the right to deal with him was still in Meng Hao's hands.

Meng Hao didn't answer his words, but looked at Wang Xiong with a light smile and said, "That's right, you've already mastered [-]% of the Chixiao Profound Truth, work hard to raise it to [-]% and summon Chixiao Throne, your combat effectiveness will be doubled by then."

"This subordinate understands that I will work hard to cultivate, comprehend the profound meaning of Chixiao to [-]% of the realm as soon as possible, and summon the Throne of Chixiao. I will definitely not disappoint the cultivation of the young master," Wang Xionggong said, and it was exactly as Meng Hao said , his Chixiao Profound Truth is only [-]% realm, which is a bit too low.

But after all, he is not a monster-level genius like Meng Hao, and his comprehension speed is a bit slower, which is made up for in the same way.

Meng Hao walked forward, came in front of Yuan Wu, and said with a light smile, "How about it, do you want to use this low-grade sacred weapon spear this time?"
At this time, the dark spear had been suppressed by Meng Hao, and it was submissive in Meng Hao's hands, as docile as a little sheep.

Yuan Wu's three brothers also came to his side, but at this time the three of them also looked worried, looking at Meng Hao with a look of fear in their eyes, afraid that Meng Hao would let Wang Xiong kill them.

"I don't know Mount Tai with my eyes, so please forgive me if I offend you. We don't expect to get low-grade holy artifacts. I just hope that you have a lot of people who can spare our lives." Yuan Wu took a deep breath, and immediately looked at Meng Hao said in a deep voice.

Meng Hao was quite satisfied with Yuan Wu's attitude, so he chuckled and said, "For the sake of you all wanting to get this low-grade holy artifact, I will spare your life."

After a pause, he continued: "Remember my name is Meng Hao. Don't provoke me again in the future. If it falls into my hands again, I won't let you leave easily."

"What? You are Xuan Wang Meng Hao." Yuan Wu had a look of surprise on his face. He is also a martial artist in Dongxuan Continent, and he knows a little about Meng Hao's reputation. He didn't expect him to provoke Meng Hao, and he immediately regretted it.

Immediately clasped his fists and said: "Thank you Lord Xuan for your generosity, the little one will never bother you again, let me say goodbye."

Then they dragged the three brothers and left here as if they were running away. After hearing Meng Hao's name, they naturally wouldn't bother him again, because it was too late for them to hide. How could they be so stupid as to come to trouble Meng Hao again? .

Meng Hao shook his head with a chuckle, and then his eyes fell on the dark black spear in his hand. It was a low-grade holy weapon, and it was not weak, but he couldn't use it.

"Zhou Yue, I remember you use a gun, so I'll give you this low-grade sacred weapon." Meng Hao threw the dark-black spear to Zhou Yue.

Surprised expression appeared on Zhou Yue's face, even Zifeng and Wang Xiong were astonished, unexpectedly, Meng Hao gave Zhou Yue the low-grade holy artifact directly.

(End of this chapter)