I'm afraid of pain, so I put all my defense into it.

Uncle Ying smiled sinisterly. He understood that geniuses have their own ideas, but overestimating oneself can easily lead to big losses. Today, he wanted to teach the other party a bloody lesson.

The head of the family only needed to search the soul to obtain Li Xiaobai's secrets. As long as the soul was intact, he decided to return the favor and abolish the cultivation of this arrogant young man.

"Uncle Ying is a powerful man in the Mahayana period, standing at the top of the Immortal Spirit Continent. It is too arrogant for a mere junior cultivator to want to challenge him."

"I heard that Li Xiaobai loves to abolish people's cultivation. I wonder what kind of expression he would have if his cultivation was abolished by Uncle Ying?"

Under the stage, Situ Renjie's eyes were full of sinister expressions, and there was a cruel smile on the corner of his mouth. Without Li Xiaobai, the clan could only let him slaughter them.

"Mr. Li will be fine, right? He is so confident. Could it be that he has the strength to fight against a Mahayana cultivator?"

The people in the clan were worried.

"Don't worry, clan leader. Patriarch Li will definitely win."

The disciples and elders in the Li Mansion were very open-minded. When they fought against the Patriarch of the Zhang Family before, the other party was also like this. He was very calm, as if everything was under control.

I believe that this time, danger can be turned into safety.

On the stage, Li Xiaobai looked calm.

"Uncle Ying, it seems that you have forgotten how you knelt down and begged for mercy a few days ago. Today, I will help you recall it. Go ahead."

"You are so brave. On the ring, fists and feet have no eyes. If you are not careful, it is common to be abolished. Please don't hold a grudge, Mr. Li."

Uncle Ying said slowly. As soon as he finished speaking, his figure flashed and appeared in front of Li Xiaobai in an instant. He smashed the sky with his fist and hit his lower abdomen suddenly.

The powerful aura swept everything, carrying the supreme power like the ancient barbarian king, and the entire arena was torn into pieces in an instant.

In the void, a phantom of a god and demon soul danced in the air, evolving boxing skills, and golden dragons climbed on its arms, with golden light and blood surging.

"This is the Golden Dragon Art of the Situ family. It is said that it is a skill created by visualizing the ancient dragon. I didn't expect that Uncle Ying would use this trick on the juniors. It's really unethical."

"But this guy is not good at cultivation. The so-called golden dragon phantom is just a facade. In my opinion, it looks more like a snake."

"After all, he is a Mahayana strongman. Whether it is a dragon or a snake, it is not something that a younger disciple can resist."

"Should we stop it?"

Several old men stared at the situation on the stage, feeling a little anxious. Li Xiaobai had what they needed in his hands. This information was obtained after a long time of soft and hard work with the boss. How could it be destroyed so easily?

"Look again, that young man seems quite calm, he should have a way to deal with it."

Beichen Dao narrowed his eyes slightly, he instinctively sensed something unusual in Li Xiaobai.

This was a sense of disharmony, even at this moment, the other party's performance was still like an ordinary person, without any characteristics of a cultivator, very wrong.

The golden giant fist smashed into Li Xiaobai's Dantian with a force like a bamboo breaking bamboo, the strong fist pressure pierced through Li Xiaobai's body, and a large bamboo forest behind him was completely destroyed and crushed into powder.

Uncle Ying's figure shook and retreated several feet, with his hands behind his back, he gently exhaled a breath of turbid air, and said lightly.

"You have been useless, come with me."

[Attribute points +10000...]

It is indeed the cultivation of the Mahayana period, but the offensive is a little weak. Compared with the Mahayana cultivators seen in the frontier battlefield, this Uncle Ying is not a little bit worse, even Cai Kunxu and the like are a little worse.

Li Xiaobai looked strange. He touched his lower abdomen. It was intact without even a mark. He looked at the confident middle-aged man in front of him with a smile and said, "Are you sure?"

"How is this possible?"

Uncle Ying's pupils shrank. He had just used his real strength to penetrate Li Xiaobai's Dantian. Logically, the opponent's Dantian should have been broken at this moment. How could he act like nothing happened?

"Uncle Ying, your attack is useless. It didn't even stir up a wave in my heart. It's too weak."

Li Xiaobai said indifferently.

"So you have some tricks. No wonder you dare to shout in front of me. But even if you can barely fight me with external objects, your own lack of strength is still a shortcoming. In front of a Mahayana cultivator, you still need to keep a sense of awe!"

Uncle Ying's face was ferocious. The speed of the evolution of the boxing skills of the gods and demons in the void became faster and faster, and finally turned into a light curtain and merged into his eyebrows.

Wisps of chaotic aura flowed, and Li Xiaobai clearly saw that Uncle Ying's fist was vaguely covered with a layer of gray aura. When he swung his fist, the voidAll of them have a tendency to shake.

The breath that overflowed was wrapped with a thousand-pound gravity, as if it was going to crush the sky.

"Dayan Fist, Chaos Qi!"

Uncle Ying's momentum surged, and the roar of tigers and dragons continued between his fists and feet. The chaotic energy flashed and hit Li Xiaobai's lower abdomen again.

"Break it for me!"

Uncle Ying roared, and the power of his body gathered at one point, like a sharp long hair that pierced Li Xiaobai's body, and the large area of ​​​​green behind him was shattered in an instant, turning into a pool of powder.

Under this blow, almost half of the Li Mansion was razed to the ground.

[Attribute points +30000...]

[Attribute points +30000...]

Li Xiaobai only felt a strong and sharp force raging in his dantian, rushing around, and trying to smash his internal organs.

However, this wave of attribute points is very powerful. The previous and subsequent fights increased his attribute value by nearly 100,000. As a Mahayana cultivator, it is not bad.

"Boy, your Dantian has been broken, what else can you say?"

Uncle Ying's eyes flickered with cold light, and he said condescendingly, not feeling ashamed for being ruthless to the junior.

The faces of several old men under the stage changed, and they shook their bodies, and joined forces to block all the aftermath attacks that hit everyone.

"Situ Ying, are you crazy? Are you competing in the ring or trying to kill for money?"

"You made such a big fuss, do you still have the law in your eyes?"

Nangong Ritian was furious. To deal with a junior, he used his best skills again and again. If it weren't for the presence of several Mahayana cultivators, the aftermath of the fight alone would probably have wiped out the entire Li Mansion.

The Situ family is really a sage.

But the next second, his expression completely changed, because he clearly saw that the young figure on the ring was still standing there intact.

Li Xiaobai patted the dust off his body and said with a playful look in his eyes: "Uncle Ying, your strength is a little weak. I was not moved at all, and even wanted to laugh."