Huh?

Zhou Hong was embarrassed and his expression looked a little solemn.

So strange.

It is obviously the realm of the Immortal King, how could this happen?

He doesn't understand.

"What other means are there? Hurry up, don't waste any more time, just use your strongest move, lest you say I won't give you a chance."

Tang Xiaobao waved, and he smiled very meanly.

Zhou Hong's face was ashen. He only used 30% of his cultivation level for this palm.

Yun Zhongjian said not to beat Tang Xiaobao to death, he remembered it.

But now, he can't control so much anymore.

If he couldn't kill him with one blow, he would be in disgrace today.

"Hmph, relying on the magic weapon to protect your body, do you think this will be useful? Give it another try with my palm!"

As soon as Zhou Hong finished speaking, he slapped him away with his palm again.

He thought that Tang Xiaobao would not dare to accept the call again.

Because of this palm, he left almost no room.

Even a big mountain will be reduced to ashes by his slap.

He has such confidence.

Unfortunately, Tang Xiaobao's face remained as usual and he seemed to have no reaction at all.

Oh, he still responded. He yawned and stretched.

Bang!

This palm still landed on Tang Xiaobao's chest.

But as a golden light rippled, Tang Xiaobao stood on the same spot, nothing happened, and his body did not even move.

Zhou Xiong was bounced out again. This time, he was in mid-air and almost spit out a mouthful of blood.

A stream of sweet blood surged up into his throat.

He swallowed it hard, landed dozens of meters away, and fell to the ground.
Chapter completed!