Chapter 1372: Beating someone is like hanging a painting (33)

Chapter 1372 Beating someone is like hanging a painting (33)

In the entire six realms, there are four major clans of divine beasts.

They are dragon, phoenix, basalt, and white tiger.

It’s just that now only the white tiger clan is still hiding in the world, and the other three major mythical beast clans are all extinct.

Xuanwu represents the ultimate defensive ability among the four major mythical beasts.

It is also the existence with the best defense among all Warcraft.

What the Holy Son Xuanming said was well-founded and not arrogant.

As soon as Saint Son Xuanming finished speaking, a black light emitted from his whole body!

An extremely heavy aura spread out like a field!

In this area, the thick black light gradually became thicker, surrounding Xiao Hei.

 Xiao Hei could even feel that the moisture in the surrounding air was gradually increasing, and every drop of black water was extremely heavy.

Not only that, Holy Son Xuanming’s whole body is now covered in dark black scales! The droplets of water condensed around the body of Holy Son Xuanming, and a huge Xuanwu tortoise shell appeared!

Saint Son Xuanming frowned, and then he arched his body with a grin, spread his legs, and made an offensive posture!

Floating around Xiao Hei's body, making his body feel a lot heavier.

“Soon you won’t be crazy anymore, I will let you know that your proud body is a joke in front of me!”

At this time, Xiao Hei said: "Are you ready?"

In the realm of Xuanming, the dark heavy water turned into a turbulent wave and swept towards Xiao Hei!

As the wave approached, the figure of Holy Son Xuanming appeared on the wave, rushing towards Xiao Hei on the wave!

Not using fists or legs.

At this moment, the aura of Holy Son Xuanming also surged!

I have to say that as the holy son of the Xuanwu Dynasty, there is still something extraordinary about him.

Even the prince had to pay attention to Holy Son Xuanming.

Bursts of roaring sounds continued to sound in the Xuanming Realm. In this powerful confrontation of forces, the space was shaken and distorted!

Xuanming Holy Son curled up, as if he were a ball being beaten back and forth by Xiao Hei.

At this moment, Bai Sensen's hand bones can be seen on Xiao Hei's fist...

Holy Son Xuanming laughed while rolling: "You are really reckless and clueless. What's the use of your constant attacks? You can't hurt me at all, but you are hurting yourself!"

Xiao Hei grinned: "Did I really not hurt you?"

Immediately, his body appeared in the rolling route of Holy Son Xuanming again in an instant, and a dull roar was squeezed out of Xiaohei's throat!

With his blood boiling rapidly, he punched the body of Holy Son Xuanming again!

However, the moment the punch fell, the smile on the face of Holy Son Xuanming could no longer continue. After a brief moment of stagnation, his face turned red, and then he spat out a mouthful of blood.

That crouched body also stretched out at this moment and hit the wall directly!

Although there were no cracks or pits on the wall, the body of Holy Son Xuanming seemed to be stuck to it and did not fall for a while!

Hitting someone is like hanging a painting.

The prince and Tan Zongzhao couldn't help but look at each other in shock. At this moment, the dark black scales all over the body of Holy Son Xuanming actually started to drip with blood! Soon, Holy Son Xuanming was dyed into a **** man.

"Ahem..." Holy Son Xuanming coughed up a mouthful of blood again, opened his **** eyes and stared at Xiao Hei, horrified: "How did you do it?"

Xiao Hei glanced at his fist which was about to turn into minced meat and was recovering rapidly. Hearing the question, he raised his head and said lightly: "Everything has a limit to withstand. As long as it reaches that limit, it will be broken, even the ultimate defense." No exception."

"In my opinion..." Xiao Hei suddenly grinned, his eyes full of sarcasm: "You are just stronger than the ordinary tortoise shell."

Yes, every punch from Xiao Hei will inadvertently damage the scales of Holy Son Xuanming.

Just like a fully durable armor, no matter how high the level is, its durability will continue to decrease with constant attacks.

Water drops can penetrate a stone... Well, it’s just that Xiao Hei’s fist is not water.

Saint Son Xuanming gritted his teeth and looked at Xiao Hei, the murderous intent in his eyes seemed to overflow, "Anyone who dares to insult the Xuanwu bloodline has now become a corpse."

Xiao Hei nodded: "I'll wait."

The Holy Son of Xuanming fell from the wall, formed seals with his hands, and the black water droplets in the Xuanming realm began to riot!

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PS: This is yesterday’s third chapter, and today’s two chapters are being written