Chapter 1120

Name:God Level Demon Author:拉姆
A few hours later, the virtual battlefield, this is a vast open space, stretching as far as the eye can see.

Xia Ping, Kuer, Li Hu, Lu Wenhou and others all appeared in this virtual battlefield, and the two sides faced each other from afar.

At this moment, hundreds of millions of people rushed in, and countless spectators were watching. They were all very interested and wanted to know who would win and who would lose in this duel.

Of course, most people are optimistic about Lu Wenhou and others. After all, whether it is the martial arts level or the number of people, it is Lu Wenhou and others who have the absolute upper hand, and Xia Ping is overwhelmingly unfavorable.

"Brother Xia, it's still too late for you to admit defeat. In fact, we can also fight alone. After all, we have a large number of people to fight against you, which is somewhat unfair."

Tang Mingchen smiled slightly, and put forward his own suggestion: "Actually, we want to fight with you in a fair environment and prove each other's martial arts strength."

He showed a generous look, but in fact he was hitting Xia Ping's momentum. If Xia Ping agreed, it would be equivalent to admitting defeat and being inferior.

In this case, even if they are fighting alone, they will lose a bit in terms of momentum. This is a psychological confrontation.

Tang Mingchen knows psychological warfare very well. Although the duel has not yet started, the confrontation has already begun.

"What nonsense, go ahead."

Xia Ping stood with his hands behind his back, and squinted: "I don't pay much attention to your three-legged cat skills."

He wasn't impressed at all.

"Good boy, you are extremely arrogant. I want to see what you are capable of later." Li Hu and the others glared at Xia Ping angrily. They really couldn't stand this bastard for a second.

boom~~

At this moment, a crisp bell sounded in the virtual battlefield, symbolizing the beginning of the battle.

"Boy, die for me!"

In an instant, Li Hu moved extremely quickly. Like a peerless tiger, he jumped out of the crowd, carrying an extremely violent aura, and took the lead.

Blood Tiger Fist!

He clenched his fists tightly, and the strength of his whole body burst out, every inch of muscle in his body swelled, and the violent mana deep in his body affected the air around him.

Indistinctly, a vision of heaven and earth appeared behind him. A fierce tiger with a height of more than ten feet ran from the void, screaming up to the sky, and the sound waves rolled.

Even the aura condensed from its body was simply condensed into substance, coming overwhelmingly, crushing towards Xia Ping fiercely, causing mental oppression.

This is the strength of Ruyijing practitioners, who have successfully condensed their spiritual consciousness and can initially cause damage to the material world. If they are ordinary Zifujing practitioners, they may be shocked by their spiritual consciousness and cause a momentary trance.

In the battle of masters, if there is a second of negligence, that is death.

"What a powerful force!"

All the disciples of Qiankun Sect who watched the battle were amazed. Even among the practitioners of Ruyijing, this Li Hu was extremely powerful. The opponent's physique was extremely special, like a monster, and his talent was amazing.

And the Blood Tiger Fist is also an extremely clever boxing technique, once it is used, it will be like an ancient beast alive, producing a terrifying and fierce aura, unparalleled in rage.

Often the enemy doesn't know what's going on, and the will is taken away by the berserk aura, and the whole body will be torn into countless pieces when hit by a fist.

Moreover, the evil spirit of blood produced by this boxing technique is designed to destroy the body-protecting qigong and cause real damage. For some martial artists who know how to practice kung fu, it is simply a nemesis and a nightmare.

In the freshman ranking match before, Li Hu defeated countless opponents by relying on this boxing technique.

He also has considerable confidence in his own strength, thinking that he can defeat Xia Ping with one punch.

"The big yin and yang smashed the stele hand."

Xia Ping made a move in vain, the second striker came first, and immediately displayed the Great Yin Yang Throwing Monument Hand.

What? !

Li Hu was startled immediately, he found that Xia Ping's aura had changed dramatically in an instant, from a harmless little white rabbit to a ferocious beast in an instant.

I saw a big hand condensed with mana and patted it from mid-air, falling from the sky, and the terrifying breath locked on his body in an instant, and the area covered by the big hand formed a field.

"To actually comprehend the Great Yin and Yang Throwing Monument Hand to this level, it really is a monstrosity."

Many elders also saw this scene, and immediately saw that this was the legendary Great Yin and Yang Monument Thrower, although Xia Ping has not been able to display the power of this unique skill.

But the destructive power of the outbreak now cannot be underestimated.

Without a certain level of comprehension, it is estimated that this kid would not be able to display it at all.

"What the hell is this?!"

Li Hu's hairs stood on end, because he found that the big hand condensed with mana was like the hand of God, slapping from the void, it was impossible to avoid it, there was no way to hide.

This big hand contains the power of yin and yang, which produces a terrible suction force. Once it locks on the aura on his body, no matter where he flees, he cannot escape.

Moreover, it is densely covered with dense runes, and the lines of the palm are extremely clear, visible to the naked eye, like the lines of avenues, resonating with the heaven and the earth, containing a tyrannical destructive power.

Boom!

His fist collided with this big hand, and his Blood Tiger Fist collapsed instantly, and the magic power on it disintegrated inch by inch, just like the air collapsed.

Even this force was passed down inch by inch, directly bombarding his body.

"No, run away!"

As a martial artist instinctively, Li Hu felt a fatal crisis. He wanted to use his body skills to escape, but found that the area with a radius of tens of meters centered on his body had been controlled by this big hand.

It was like being pinched by a giant hand, and there was nowhere to escape.

"ah!"

Li Hu immediately uttered a shrill scream. His whole body was instantly slapped on the ground like a tortoise, and immediately a huge human-shaped pit appeared on the ground.

Dozens of dense cracks also appeared on the ground, extending for several kilometers, and the scene was astonishing.

A sharp pain spread throughout the body and penetrated into the soul.

Although this is only a virtual space, there is also soul power entering it. If you are hurt, the pain is 100% and it is impossible to fake it.

After a few clicks, the tyrannical strength instantly penetrated into every corner of his body, every bone was broken, and even the internal organs were severely injured.

Whoosh!

In the next second, Li Hu's body disappeared into the virtual space, obviously already slapped to death by Xia Ping.

"No way!"

"Slap to death with one palm? This is a big joke."

"What happened, what happened just now?!"

The people who were watching the battle were stunned. The duel had just begun. Li Hu, the fifth-ranked freshman, defeated countless geniuses with a pair of iron fists.

But now he couldn't stand Xia Ping's palm and was directly shot to death.

Many people can't believe their eyes.