Earth's Martial Arts Era

Chapter 400 Chapter 390 Fighting the Barbarian Dragon

Jiang Wuxu blew himself up with a blood knife and died together with the barbarian ghosts, and the frightening fluctuations were spreading.

In the sky, a huge hole that looked like a black hole appeared.

The black hole seems to be the mouth of a terrifying monster, devouring all matter crazily.

The hilltops that shattered on the ground were attracted by the black hole's suction at this moment, and were absorbed in one after another.

"Damn it, the power of self-explosion is actually stronger than that of the knife.

If it hadn't been for the barbarians who destroyed this person back then, he would be even more terrifying than Wei Zhenwu now. "

While being palpitated by force, his face was also ugly. You must know that this place is very close to Dragon City.

Such a terrifying scene will definitely affect millions of ordinary barbarians in Dragon City.

If this black hole is not stopped, it will definitely swallow Dragon City.

"Buzz!"

The silver hair turned into blond hair, and boundless golden light erupted from Brute Force, and overwhelming power and the will of the king descended at the same time, rushing towards the black hole unwillingly, suppressing the terrifying black hole that Jiang Wuxu self-exploded.

"Wei Zhenwu, you don't want to make a move yet, do you want to watch people burn to death?

The Barbarian Dragon City was destroyed, and the remaining five kings of my Barbarian Realm will definitely not make Zhennan City feel better. "

After touching the black hole, Brute Force knows that it is impossible to suppress the black hole with his own strength.

Seeing that under his own strength, the black hole was still spreading towards the Dragon City, he had no choice but to threaten Wei Zhenwu.

Of course, there is another message revealed in the sentence of brute force.

It was the barbarian ghost, the most mysterious barbarian god in the barbarian world, who died together with Jiang Wuxu in the self-destruct of Jiang Wuxu's blood knife.

Jiang Wuxu really killed a king.

Wei Zhenwu was helpless, the will and power of the king also descended, and suppressed the black hole together with brute force.

Was he afraid of the threat of brute force? The two sides are deadly enemies, so just listen to the threats.

It's just that the power of the black hole is also spreading towards Zhennan City, if left alone, something will happen to Zhennan City.

After a while, the black hole was wiped out by the two together.

"kill!"

The black hole was smoothed out, Xiao Long let out a loud shout, and jumped into the air to kill the people in the Dragon City.

Jiang Wuxu died, and the tyranny in his heart almost exploded.

Regardless of the presence of the king, Xiao Long took the lead in making the move.

He soared into the air, and charged towards the warrior commander of the Barbarian Dragon City who was closest to him.

"kill!"

Lian Baiyi stood up in response, his face was so cold that it was about to freeze.

His mentor died, and he was also unbearably murderous.

"kill!"

"kill!"

……

With a loud shout, Zhang Huaiyuan and others also rose into the air.

So far, since the Tianwu War three years ago, this is the first time that Southern Wuda lost a grandmaster warrior.

Grandmaster warriors are the pillars of the human race on Earth.

Everyone is in a bad mood.

What's more, it was Jiang Wuxu who died.

Jiang Wuxu's qualifications in Southern Wuhan University are too old.

Except for Jiang Tianhai and the half-disabled Li Yunfei, almost all the people present were his juniors.

Who didn't receive a few words from Jiang Wuxu when he was young.

"Kill, kill Manlong City today, and resolve all grievances together."

Even Zhang Huaiyuan, who has the best temper, is a little out of control at the moment.

Heaven recognizes the barbarian king as Xiao Long, and the barbarian king's crown is also in his hands.

At this time, logically speaking, it should be retreating, and returning to Zhennan City to defend.

But they, at this moment, just want to kill, to vent the sulking in their hearts.

"Then kill it. Since you are doing it today, then kill it to your heart's content."

Wei Zhenwu let out a long roar, not intending to stop Xiao Long and the others, he punched through the void behind Manli.

The power shook, and after shaking the brute force into the void, he also drilled in.

Jiang Wuxu was also distressed when such an amazing genius fell.

Only kings like them know about the crisis that the earth is about to face.

The fall of such a person who can serve as a pillar in the future catastrophe is a great loss.

"Okay!" Seeing that Xiao Long took the initiative to kill him, Man Long smiled angrily: "It's really sure that we are determined."

More than 100 kilometers away from Manlong City, there has long been a golden glow, rushing here.

Where is the place where the Manlong Tribe is located.

Heaven recognizes the barbarian king and the king-level fight, which has already shocked the people of the barbarian dragon tribe, and they are on their way to this place.

The wild dragon is the patriarch of the wild dragon tribe. Such a big event happened here in the wild dragon city, and they are also worried about the safety of the wild dragon.

In the Manlong tribe, there are four elders, all of whom are peerless warriors of the ninth rank.

Except for one left-behind tribe, three came here at this moment.

The barbarian dragon shot down from the air and hit Xiao Long who was flying in the front.

It was as if the ancient divine mountain had fallen, exuding a power that swept away everything.

Xiao Long before today, faced with the barbarian dragon, had no choice but to accept death obediently.

But Xiao Long at the moment is just a little stressed.

"drink!"

Xiao Long shouted loudly, and the Dragon Eagle Body Protection Kungfu was activated, and the power of blood and blood boiled, forming a solid body protection blood gang outside the body.

At this moment, he has an indomitable momentum and a state of mind that is not afraid of everything.

Jiang Wuxu's death made him go crazy.

Don't say it's just a barbarian dragon, if the barbarian god makes a move in front of him, he has to be tough.

"Four fists secure Qiankun!"

A huge fist light tens of meters in length was shot out by Xiao Long, and it quickly hit the big stick hit by the barbarian dragon.

This is the most powerful punch of the Tai'an Quan. With Xiao Long's sixth-level perfection at the moment, he can break through to the seventh level at any time.

Anything that can be easily lifted can explode a mountain.

But his opponent is the overlord of the barbarian world, the chief of the tribe.

puff!
The fist light collided with the big stick and was instantly shattered.

Man Long's big stick just trembled slightly, so that he could continue to sweep towards Xiao Long without losing momentum.

Xiao Long's body trembled, his spiritual power contained in the light of the fist was destroyed, and his spiritual world was also shaken.

However, his spiritual world is currently suppressed by the Broken Talent, which accounts for one-third of it. Even if his spiritual power is destroyed, it will not have much impact on him.

"Come again!"

The divine body from the seventh re-cultivation of Zhenyue Tiangong trembled, and the muscles suddenly became thicker.

The golden glow of the golden blood and the light of body protection exudes dazzling light, reflecting Xiao Long at this moment like a golden arhat.

"Da Ri Beng Fist!"

Xiao Long shouted loudly, this is the most powerful punch he has ever practiced.

The Great Ribeng Fist, which claims that as long as the body is strong enough, even the sun can shatter, was used by Xiao Long for the first time.

The seventh level of Zhenyue Tiangong, Xiao Long's body weight reached a terrifying 25 kilograms.

With such a huge weight, not to mention the use of combat techniques, he can kill ordinary seventh-level warriors with just a single punch at this moment.

With a body weight of 25 kilograms plus the special extreme burst boxing method of Da Ri Beng Fist, the strength of Xiao Long's punch definitely exceeded a million kilograms.

With such terrifying power, the golden body of an eighth-level warrior can be smashed, and the land can be sunk.

Seeing that Xiao Long's punch was about to collide with Man Long's big stick.

A sword beam exuding a dazzling golden glow suddenly surpassed his fist, and was the first to fight with the barbarian dragon's big stick.

As soon as Jian Gang was lifted, there was a bang, and the barbarian's big stick was bombarded back.

Surprisingly, it was Jiang Tianhai who had been following behind Xiao Long, who passed him to take the blow from Man Long.

He was still worried that because of Jiang Wuxu's death, Xiao Long would do something irrational.

As a matter of fact, in the Southern Wuda, except for Jiang Wuxu, no one knew Xiao Long's real combat power at the moment.

If Jiang Wuxu survived, it would be hard for him to believe that Xiao Long at this moment already has the fighting power to fight against a peerless warrior of the ninth rank.

Zhenyue Tiangong was created by an extremely amazing warrior in the Liwu era.

The more advanced the practice of kung fu is, the more abnormal the combat power will be.

Xiao Long's Xuewu and Liwu fellow practitioners, coupled with his innate power, can both rank in the top ten in the Liwu era.

Although his current state is only at the seventh level, but with his real combat power, he can already sweep away eighth-level warriors and fight against ninth-level fighters.

If the method of blood martial arts is equal to the method of strength martial arts, when Xiao Long reaches the eighth level, he will definitely be able to compete with the top geniuses of the strength martial era, and at the eighth and ninth level he will fight against the king.

With the deepening of cultivation base, the accumulation is getting deeper and deeper, and the king will not come out, Xiao Long already has the strength to rule the world.

Plus the real strength, the power of talent, and the crown of the barbarian king obtained today.

Among the ninth-rank warriors, there are not many who can really kill Xiao Long.

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