Youth's Cultivation

"Boy, are you kidding us?" The blood butcher's voice cooled down.

But Wang Xiaohu raised his mouth slightly, took two steps forward in the air, looked at Xuetu with joking eyes, "what do you think?"

The eyes seemed to tell Xuetu clearly: come on, you hit me!

Bloody butcher almost vomited blood, but the more Wang Xiaohu was so, the more uneasy he was, and he didn't dare to do it for a moment.

"Hum, goodbye!" The blood butcher fell down with a sound, and his figure turned into a blood light and ran out in the distance. The speed was not much worse than Huoer's thunder instant body method.

"If you want to run, come on, take my fist and spare you!"

Wang Xiaohu chased up and hit it with his fist.

"Take a cloud step in the void!"

"One step to kill fist!"

A fist shadow came to the apprentice in an instant.

Blood butcher thought that Wang Xiaohu was not easy to deal with, but he didn't expect that he would be so strong. His blood shadow escape speed was unparalleled. He had let him escape the crisis countless times, and even slipped away from a strong man in the early stage of turning God. Today, he was hit by a fist in front of a younger generation in the golden elixir period.

When Wang Xiaohu's fist fell, Xuetu already knew that it was bad. He looked down on the other side, but at this time, what he needed to do was to carry the fist first, otherwise, as the other side said, he couldn't even take the fist.

"Blood shield!"

The blood shadow was heavy in front of the blood butcher. The whole man seemed to lose half of his blood essence in a moment, and his face was as white as paper, but seven blood shields were formed in front of him.

"Peng, Peng, Peng..."

But Wang Xiaohu's fist fell, and the shields were like paper paste. At almost the same moment, they exploded one after another and turned into a bloody rain. Then the shadow of his fist hit the blood butcher. His five rank lower body armor cracked and his figure retreated for tens of feet. At the moment, the blood butcher's breath was weak, his face was pale and his spirit armor was broken, The corners of his mouth were still covered with blood, and he was in a mess.

People who had some ideas about Wang Xiaohu's wealth felt cold in their back at this time. Xuetu was definitely the strongest among them, but Xuetu didn't even carry a punch. Although he didn't kill Xuetu, he almost lost half of his life.

"Eh, there's still some strength!" Wang Xiaohu said carelessly. This time, he was quite satisfied with the improvement of his strength. At least he was more than 30% stronger than his previous strength, and made further progress. Although his strength was increased by 30%, his combat effectiveness was absolutely doubled.

Blood butcher forgot to speak for a while. I don't know whether he was shocked by Wang Xiaohu's combat effectiveness or because he lost half his life. When he recovered from his injury, he was afraid that there was no time to turn his mind. He fought for thousands of years. Seeing that success was in front of him, he was crushed by Wang Xiaohu's boxing. It was more sad than death. But he saw Wang Xiaohu's combat effectiveness, and he didn't even have the strength to revenge.

"A friendly means!" Xuetu looked at Wang Xiaohu lonely, but he was much more calm than before. He had been struggling on the edge of life and death for thousands of years. Xuetu had never been so relaxed. If he had known today's results, maybe he would find an island and be at ease. Maybe now, his children are full of children and grandchildren, enjoying the happiness of his family, as if at this moment, He recalled his childhood younger martial sister and brothers who sacrificed their lives to forget their death. However, those people had already returned to the dust and the earth to the earth. Even some of them died under his hands, and a trace of regret came naturally.