Uncle Ying smiled sadly and said that he understood that geniuses have their own ideas, but overestimating oneself can easily lead to serious losses. Today, he will teach the other party a bloody lesson.
The head of the family just needed to search the soul to obtain Li Xiaobai's secret. As long as the soul was intact, he decided to repay the other person in the same way and destroy the cultivation of this arrogant young man.
"Uncle Ying is a powerful man in the Mahayana stage, standing at the pinnacle of the Fairy Continent. It is too arrogant for a mere junior monk to challenge him."
"I heard that Li Xiaobai loves to cripple people's cultivation. I wonder what his expression would be like if Uncle Ying crippled his cultivation?"
In the audience, Situ Renjie's eyes were filled with a sinister look and a cruel smile hung on his lips. Without Li Xiaobai, the Zong family would have no choice but to let him slaughter him.
"Is Mr. Li going to be fine? If he is so confident, does he have the strength to compete with the Mahayana monks?"
The worries of everyone in the Zong family were clearly revealed.
"Don't worry, Master Zong, Master Li will definitely come back victorious."
The disciples and elders in the Li Mansion were very open-minded. When they fought against the head of the Zhang family, the other party looked like this, very calm, as if everything was under control.
I believe that this time, the danger can be saved.
On the stage, Li Xiaobai looked calm.
"Uncle Ying, it seems that you have forgotten how you knelt down and begged for mercy a few days ago. Today I will help you recall your memories and take action."
"You are so brave. You have no eyes for fists and kicks in the ring. It is common for your cultivation to be ruined if you are not careful. Please don't hold any grudges, Mr. Li."
Uncle Ying said slowly. As soon as he finished speaking, he flashed and appeared in front of Li Xiaobai. He smashed the sky with his fist and suddenly hit his lower abdomen.
The majestic aura pushed everything aside, carrying the supreme power like the arrival of the ancient barbarian king, and the entire arena was torn into pieces in an instant.
In the void, the phantom of a god and demon soul danced in the air, evolving boxing techniques. Golden dragons clung to its arms, golden light flourished, and blood surged.
"This is the Golden Dragon Technique of the Situ family. It is said to be a technique created by imagining the ancient dragon. I didn't expect that Uncle Ying would actually use this trick on a junior. He really doesn't have martial ethics."
"But this guy is not a good practitioner. The so-called golden dragon shadow is just an appearance. In my opinion, it looks more like a snake."
"After all, it is a powerful person in the Mahayana stage. Whether it is a dragon or a snake, it is not something that a younger disciple can resist."
"Do you want to stop it?"
Several old men stared at the situation on the stage, feeling a little anxious. Li Xiaobai had what they needed in his hands. This information was obtained after working hard with the boss for a long time. How could it be destroyed so easily?
"Look again, that young man seems to be quite calm. He should have a way to deal with it."
Beichen Dao's eyes narrowed slightly, and he instinctively noticed something unusual in Li Xiaobai's body.
This is a sense of violation. Even at this moment, the other party still behaves like an ordinary person, without any characteristics of a monk, which is very wrong.
The giant golden fist hit Li Xiaobai's Dantian with a mighty force. The powerful punch penetrated Li Xiaobai's body, destroying a large bamboo forest behind him and crushing it into powder.
Uncle Ying swayed back a few feet, put his hands behind his back, exhaled a breath of turbid air, and said lightly.
"You have been crippled, come with me."
[Attribute points +10000...]
It is indeed the cultivation of the Mahayana stage, but the offensive is a bit weak. Compared with the Mahayana stage monks seen on the frontier battlefield, this Uncle Ying is not even a little bit worse, even Cai Kunxu and his ilk are slightly inferior.
Li Xiaobai looked strange and touched his lower abdomen. It was intact, not even a mark was left. He looked at the confident middle-aged man in front of him with a half-smile and said, "Are you sure?"
"How can this be?"
Uncle Ying's pupils shrank. He had just used his true skills and penetrated Li Xiaobai's Dantian with great force. Logically speaking, the opponent's Dantian should have been broken at this moment. How could he act like a normal person?
"Uncle Ying, your attack was useless. It didn't even make a single ripple in my heart. It was too weak."
Li Xiaobai said lightly.
"It turns out there are some tricks, no wonder you dare to shout in front of me, but even if you can barely fight me with the help of external objects, your own lack of strength is still a shortcoming. In front of the Mahayana monks, you still need to retain a sense of awe! "
Uncle Ying's face was ferocious, and the gods and demons in the void evolved their fists faster and faster, and finally turned into a curtain of light, blending into the center of his eyebrows.
Wisps of chaotic aura circulated, and Li Xiaobai clearly saw that Uncle Ying's fist peak was vaguely covered with a layer of gray aura. Under its sway, the void tended to tremble.
The overflowing breath is wrapped in a huge amount of gravity, as if it is going to crush the sky.
"Dayan Fist Technique, Chaos Qi!"
Uncle Ying's aura surged around his body, and roars of tigers and dragons continued between his fists and feet. The chaotic energy disappeared in a flash and hit Li Xiaobai's abdomen again.
"Break it for me!"
Uncle Ying roared angrily, gathering a little strength around his body, like a sharp long hair piercing Li Xiaobai's body. The large green area behind him was shattered in an instant and turned into a puddle of powder.
With this blow, almost half of the Li Mansion was razed to the ground.
[Attribute points +30000...]
[Attribute points +30000...]
Li Xiaobai only felt a strong and sharp force raging in his Dantian, rushing in randomly, trying to smash his internal organs into pieces.
However, this wave of attribute points is very powerful. The previous battles have added hundreds of thousands of attribute points to myself, which is pretty good for a Mahayana monk.
"Boy, your Dantian has been forced, what else can you say?"
Uncle Ying's eyes were filled with coldness, and he spoke condescendingly, not feeling ashamed at all for being cruel to his junior.
The expressions of several old men in the audience changed, their bodies swayed, and they joined forces to attack the aftermath of the attack on everyone.
"Situ Ying, are you crazy? Are you trying to compete in the ring or are you trying to kill someone for money?"
"With such a big commotion, do you still have Wang Fa in your eyes?"
Nangong Ritian was furious. He repeatedly used his special skills to deal with a junior. If it were not for the presence of several of their Mahayana monks, the entire Li family would have been wiped out just by the aftermath of the fight.
The Situ family really does not shake Bilian.
Just the next second, his expression completely changed, because he clearly saw that the young figure on the ring was still standing intact.
I saw Li Xiaobai patting the dust on his body, and said with a joking look in his eyes: "Uncle Ying, your strength is a bit weak. I don't have any trouble in my heart, and I even want to laugh."
