Chapter 625: Pressing the Bottom of the Box

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on the ring.

"Xia Ping!"

Xie Anshou stared at Xia Ping: "You are actually forcing me to use the means of pressing the bottom of the box. You are amazing. A character like you is not qualified for me to use."

"But your behavior completely angered me, this time I will definitely let you taste the pain you will never forget, and use your blood to wash away the shame on me."

His eyes showed endless anger, thinking that Xie Anshou was a master of the ninth level of martial arts, and he was a monster bathed in dragon blood.

To deal with a junior apprentice of the seventh level of martial arts, it should be easy to capture.

But now he was forced to use the treasure at the bottom of the box, which was a huge shame for him, and it had a sense of shamelessness.

The more this is the case, the more resentful he is towards Xia Ping, and he must completely defeat Xia Ping in order to save his face.

Boom~~

I saw Xie Anshou running the real energy in his body, instilling it into the glove, and the inscription on it suddenly flickered, exuding a terrifying dragon breath, and there seemed to be an earth-shattering roar from the void, which shocked the surrounding audience. It is the coercion from the soul, even the energy shield cannot isolate it.

The king-level incomparable martial skill - the dragon-binding hand!

At this moment, Xie Anshou's entire body flickered, as if wrapped in a mass of true essence, extremely violent, the air behind him was twisted, and a huge dragon was actually transformed into a huge dragon, soaring above the sky.

Whoosh whoosh! ! !

In an instant, countless fist prints appeared in the air, and each punch solidified into substance, as if it was a blow from a dragon, with the terrifying power of moving mountains and filling the sea, and contained the might of destroying the world.

Any warrior facing this blow will feel like a small boat in the middle of a storm. It seems that it will capsize in the sea anytime and anywhere, and the boat will be destroyed.

"too strong."

The surrounding audience couldn't help but jump up, and the cells of the whole body seemed to be shaking. They couldn't believe that this was the power of a martial artist's move.

After using this treasure Jiaolong glove, it seems that the strength of Xie Anshou has increased several times.

The power of using this dragon-binding hand is not the same as before.

It seems that at this moment, he has been promoted to a grandmaster, and every move has a natural grandmaster atmosphere, and a single blow can knock down a mountain.

"Treasure? Don't think you have it! Today I'll show you what the invincible power is. I'll kill you like a chicken." With a bang, Xia Ping immediately had an extra spear in his hand. That's the spear of hell.

When the spear of hell appeared, with his body as the center, a terrifying aura was immediately formed, and there seemed to be countless demons roaring, and the blood-colored aura spread, as if the gate of hell had opened.

The entire arena was shaken, and it swept across the area for several miles, and all of a sudden, Xie Anshou's punch was smashed into pieces, and even knocked him back dozens of meters. A deep crack.

"Impossible, how can you have a treasure on you?"

Xie Anshou's face was hideous, and he was completely stunned. He thought that he had bathed in dragon blood, and even went to an ancient ruins to obtain adventures and a treasure, and he could be invincible. Invincible.

But where can I get it, this kid also has a treasure on his body, and it exudes an evil hellish breath. It seems that the rank is still above his Jiaolong glove, which is unmatched.

For such a result, he simply cannot accept it, it is really ridiculous.

"This kid also has treasures on him, this is a big joke." A core student was stunned, Xie Anshou had treasures on him, but why did this kid also have them.

"No wonder this kid has the confidence to win the championship. He didn't expect to have such a trump card."

"It's unreasonable, what's wrong with the current juniors, all of them are so rich, they even have treasures, and it's unreasonable. We core students don't have such treasures."

"It's over, it's over, this kid also has a treasure on his body, that's enough, who can stop him from winning the championship?"

Many core students are bleak and gloomy. They are stunned by a series of changes. What happened in just ten minutes is simply overwhelming and completely unable to react.

"The Spear of Hell? This is the legendary cursed treasure, the Spear of Hell. This kid actually got it?!" At the VIP seat, a king was also taken aback. He saw the treasure possessed by Xia Ping. .

"Impossible, this spear of hell is cursed. Any warrior who gets it will go mad, go crazy, become a murderer, and be killed in the end, without exception."

"However, this kid doesn't look like he is being controlled by the spear of hell. The spirit platform is clear and clear, his mind is clear, his breath is integrated into the treasure, and he has a taste of the master of hell. He suppresses the universe and seems to have completely surrendered to the spear of hell. ."

"No, this is something that even a king may not be able to do. How did this kid surrender to the spear of hell?"

"If you can do this kind of thing, it will be like a tiger, and it will add a great general to my human race."

"Young people today are amazing."

Originally, many kings are high above, watching this kind of game with a downward attitude, as a kind of adjustment product for daily practice, and did not take it to heart.

But now Xia Ping took out the spear of hell, and even completely surrendered this treasure and took it for himself. This really shocked many kings and found it unbelievable.

"Let you try what is real power and what is despair." Xia Ping clenched the spear of hell, his true essence vibrated, and the inscription on it vibrated, exuding a majestic hellish breath.

In an instant, he stabbed with a spear.

call out!

At this moment, Xia Ping seemed to have become the underworld god of hell, and the spear stabbed in the past, passing a ray of black cold light, which was extremely sharp and invincible.

This cold light appeared in a trajectory in the void, like a meteor, containing a majestic hell breath, like the underworld god descending, harvesting the soul.

It can be said that this spear not only shakes the power, but even stimulates the aura of the spear of hell, and even the soul is shaken. This is not the power that the king-level superb martial arts can withstand, nor is it a blow from the world, but a blow from hell. .

"Damn, what is this?"

Xie Anshou was inexplicably horrified. He felt Xia Ping stab with a spear and seemed to have an irresistible force. This sharp force was invincible, and the meandering trajectory seemed to ignore the space and arrived at his side in an instant.

He stretched out his hand and wanted to resist, even running the Jiaolong Gloves.

But the speed of this spear is too fast, breaking the ten-fold sound barrier. It seems that at this speed, even the light is distorted, forming a vacuum.

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