The Strongest Salted Fish Boss

Xiong Yun yelled at the audience, his burly figure exuding a fierce momentum.

Everyone in the audience was surprised. At this time, where did the master come from, he actually has such strength: "I'm coming!"

At this time, a wolf-faced demon Xiu jumped up from the stage, his figure was similar to Xiong Yun, the only difference was that he was using a large knife in his hand.

The wolf-faced demon Xiu stood on the side with the horizontal sword, and the momentum on his body continued to improve, and finally reached the realm of the Immortal Emperor.

Everyone in the audience exclaimed, they didn't expect there to be a horse so soon.

But Xiong Yun was not afraid either, shouting a hidden phantom that flashed past, his cultivation continued to improve, and finally he reached the realm of Immortal Emperor.

Two Immortal Emperors! I thought that there were very few Immortal Emperors in this match, but I didn't expect that there would be two Immortal Emperors in a short period of time, and the two were of equal strength. No matter who wins or loses, it will be a fierce battle.

"Come on, I have the boss for me, I am invincible!"

Xiong Yun roared loudly, he felt that his body was full of power, but his previous courage was completely gone, and only the burning fighting spirit remained in his heart.

The boss's blessing was really useful. It instantly filled him with energy, and his whole body was full of powerful strength...Bang! The two collided instantly as soon as the voice fell. The weapons collided continuously, and the fierce shock wave continued to spread around.

Xiong Yun became more and more brave the more he fought, and the opponent did not rush to be afraid. This was a battle of strength and strength.

It's not his own cultivation, but his brute force.

Bang! The two finally separated after colliding for an unknown number of times, the wolf-faced demon Xiu's hand trembled slightly with the knife, and a gap appeared on the long knife.

But Xiong Yun was fine at all, the axe in his hand was still intact, and his strength increased exponentially.

"Come again!"

Xiong Yun roared and used three axes, blocking all the retreats of the wolf-faced demon Xiu.

The wolf-faced demon Xiu wanted to rush out, but found that there was no way to go. Before he could react, Xiong Yun slashed his axe directly on his chest.

Bang! The wolf-faced demon Xiu was directly kicked out of the ring, and everyone was shocked. This Xiong Yun was so powerful that he could defeat his opponent with brute force. How could such a person defeat him? There was a cold light in the eyes of the mother and daughter.

"Daughter, what do you think of this bear?"

"The strength is not weak, and the blood is also very strong, but it is a bit stupid."

"Hehe, stupid people will fall into the cobwebs, we only need those who are willing..."

The beautiful woman licked her lips, Xiong Yun very much conformed to their standards, if it wasn't for her daughter, the beautiful woman would have done it herself.

Afterwards, Xiong Yun, just as they had expected, fought dozens of times in a row, with almost no defeats, not even a single wound on his body. Such a powerful strength finally attracted the attention of the strong.

"I'll meet him."

A tiger-faced demon cultivator slowly walked up from the stage, his aura increased with each step, and soon passed the early stage of the Immortal Emperor, and stopped steadily at the peak level of the Immortal Emperor.

"It's Yaoheng! The young talent of the Huxiao family."

"I heard that Yaoheng has already reached the realm of the king of gods, why do you suppress your own cultivation?"

"It should be that they don't want to bully each other. After all, the Hu Xiao family is a family with the blood of a king."

......Demon cultivators are very particular about the inheritance of bloodlines, and their strength is destined from birth. The Wangxue family was originally one of the strongest bloodlines among the demon cultivators. Coupled with the tyrannical strength of the Huxiao family, as long as It takes a little time to reach the pinnacle of strength.

Now that Xiong Yun, a village man, faces Yaoheng, who has the blood of the king, everyone knows how to win or lose.

Yaoheng is powerful and has reached the realm of the god king, which is many times higher than Xiong Yun in the realm of the immortal emperor.

Coupled with the particularity of the Wang Xue family, Xiong Yun had almost no chance of winning this match.

"Boy, you are so arrogant, do you think no one can cure you?"

Xiong Yun's hand-held axe slashed at Yaoheng's face, Yaoheng smiled slightly, stretched out two fingers, and caught the axe in the air.

Xiong Yun tried his best, but he couldn't move forward, and he didn't even scratch the opponent's fingernails.

So strong! Xiong Yun immediately.

Aware of the strength of the other party, it is said that the king blood family can strengthen their physical strength through their own blood.

Yaoheng's strength has reached the god level, and he is more powerful than Xiong Yun, and with the blessing of Wang Xue, Xiong Yun can't be more powerful than him even if he tries his best.

But Xiong Yun wanted to give it a try, withdrew his axe and slashed towards Yao Heng's waist.

Yaoheng frowned, this bear was smarter than he thought.

Yao Heng was injured a few years ago, and the injured part was on the waist. I don't know if Xiong Yun already knew it or just relying on feeling.

Chapter [-] Sitting on a butt to death (the third is more automatic)

Bang! Yao Heng hit Xiong Yun's axe with a heavy punch, and the axe dropped instantly, and Xiong Yun almost fell to the ground.

"Humph! It looks like I'm going to use some real skill."

Yaoheng was finally angry. Before, he wanted to play with this ignorant fool. Now it seems that it is very difficult to subdue him if he doesn't seem to be true. The next moment Yaoheng burst out with amazing momentum, and his strength has broken through the Immortal Emperor and reached the early stage of God King. .

Everyone was amazed for a while that Yaoheng really hid his strength, this Xiong Yun is probably dangerous.

"Cut, it's nothing special, look at the trick!"

Xiong Yun swung the axe, and used the three-axe again. Before, he used this move to knock others out of the ring.

Yao Heng's eyes flickered with cold light, and Ma Bu Yi boasted that he concentrated all his strength on his fist. This punch was a unique trick he had cultivated for many years.

"Tiger Roaring Fist!"