The ultimate bodyguard of the wealthy goddess

At the same time, the prodigal son and the gray Taoist robe have been fighting for several rounds. The opponent is a high-level ancient warrior whose strength lies in his leg skills.

Because the prodigal son had exhausted a lot of physical energy when facing Tang Jianqiang just now, it was a bit difficult to face a high-level ancient warrior again.

But what made him secretly excited was that he seemed to be getting closer and closer to the brightly lit door, and he was even within reach. Fleeting feeling.

"If you are at this level, then lie down!" said the gray robe, kicking the prodigal son back again.

In his opinion, the prodigal son is not on the same level as him at all. The reason why the other party can persist until now is because of the speed of the other party. The other party should have been lying down long ago.

"Really, then try it." After the prodigal son roared angrily, he raised his hand and punched the opponent's forehead again.

But it is a pity that the gray Taoist robe seems to have known that he had this blow, and he stretched out his palm exaggeratedly and directly grabbed the prodigal son's fist.

The prodigal son's expression changed immediately, and he quickly pumped his fist back, but he didn't move at all. At this moment, the knee of the right leg of the Taoist robe in gray was bent, and it hit the prodigal son's chest with a strong sound of breaking wind.

The prodigal son was caught with his right hand, and he couldn't dodge it at all. He could only clenched his fist with his left hand, and suddenly blasted towards the opponent's knee.

boom!
Although the prodigal son's fist had already hit the opponent's knee, the opponent had also hit his lower abdomen, and the prodigal son was immediately sent flying four or five meters away. After stabilizing his figure, he spit out a mouthful of blood. One leg was badly injured.

Of course, the Taoist robe in gray was not unscathed. The prodigal son's punch had seriously damaged his kneecap. Although it was not broken, it was difficult to exert force again in a short time.

"Well, now that you know how powerful you are, I can consider letting you live if you don't let go." The gray robe shook his sore right knee.

But at this moment, he saw a very strange phenomenon.

I saw a powerful and fierce aura slowly spreading around the prodigal son, this aura was much stronger and stronger than any of his previous ones, and this aura was bitingly cold, with a hint of Bloody.

Looking at the prodigal son himself, his facial features seem to be slightly distorted at this time, his teeth are clenched, and his hands are clenched into fists, as if he is going through an extremely painful process, and his eyes are sometimes fierce and sometimes blank.

The gray Taoist robe on the side looked at this strange phenomenon and forgot to attack again for the time being. He thought it was his kick just now that hurt the opponent like this, but at the same time he was puzzled, the kick just now should not have been so powerful effect.

Fortunately, this process of the prodigal son didn't last long. After a while, after the prodigal son shook his head suddenly, all the symptoms disappeared. The only thing that didn't change was that the extremely strong aura on his body was still soaring upwards.

When the gray robe looked at the prodigal son again, he always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't say what it was, and at the same time, he felt a little uneasy.

"Come on, let me see where the limit of the first level is!" After the prodigal son's eyes sank, he gathered an incomparably powerful force on his right arm, and rushed towards the gray robe at top speed.

He himself could clearly feel that the strength this time was completely different from the past, and there seemed to be a steady stream of momentum.

"Playing with mystery!" After the gray robe finished speaking, he punched the prodigal son with the same punch.

boom!
The fists of the two collided fiercely like two running rhinos.

Click!

An unbelievable scene appeared. After the punch collided, the arm in the gray robe was directly broken by the punch, and the bones of the elbow were exposed.

"How is it possible?" The gray robe looked at his severed arm in disbelief, forgetting the pain for a moment.

This scene broke through his understanding of martial arts. How could a person's skill soar in such a short period of time, and at least double his skill.

He himself practiced ancient martial arts, from elementary to intermediate, and then from intermediate to advanced, it is undeniable that every time he advances, his skills have a qualitative leap.

But that kind of improvement is limited. For example, from the third level of the intermediate level to the first level of the advanced level, the speed and strength of the kick will be greatly improved.

But no matter what, it is absolutely impossible for someone as perverted as this kid in front of him, almost like a different person, to break through his own high-level vigor in the blink of an eye, and even break his own arm directly!
"Hahaha, Boss, I succeeded!" Feeling his punch just now, and seeing the broken arm in the gray robe, the prodigal son suddenly laughed loudly.

He knew that he had succeeded. After accumulating such a long time, he successfully broke through the limit of his physical body and formally promoted to the realm of the submerged path after battling the two powerhouses in succession. How difficult it is!

"Haha, really, congratulations to the prodigal son!" Cheng Feng, who was fighting with the black Taoist robe, said loudly.

And Wu Mei, Gui Shou and Mantis also congratulated loudly, and at the same time showed extremely envious eyes.

After the prodigal son stabilized his excitement, he looked at the gray robe again: "How about it, are you still fighting?"

"Boy, don't be too arrogant, come on, let me see what realm you have reached." The gray robe tore off a piece of cloth, wrapped his elbows, and continued to rush towards the prodigal son.

His strength lies in leg skills, so although his arm is damaged, it won't affect his skills too much.

It's just that he seems to have forgotten that the current opponent is not the one just now, not to mention that he has broken an arm now, even in his heyday he is not the opponent of the prodigal son.

"Okay, then let you see and see!" After the prodigal son finished speaking, he activated a layer of skill in the submerged way again, raised his legs and crushed the gray robe.

boom!
The prodigal son once again proved to the opponent the terrifying strength of the first level of the submerged path. The gray robe was kicked back five or six meters, and at the same time the calf bone was broken, and he fell to the ground and lost more than half of his combat power.

At this time, the battle between Wu Mei and the blue Taoist robe is coming to an end. The energy of the blue Taoist robe is the same as that of the gray robe, which is a high-level one.

Wu Mei didn't consume much physical energy when she was fighting in the villa's compound just now, so after facing the blue Taoist robe, although it was a bit difficult, it shouldn't be a big problem to win.

Because although Wu Mei's strength was not very terrifying, her erratic speed gave the blue robe a headache and often gave him illusions.

The fists he unleashed with all his strength hit Phantom several times, and Wu Mei would immediately bombard and kill Phantom from the side or behind.

And what made him suffer even more was Wu Mei's soft sword that could not see the end of the dragon, which was really hard to guard against, and would catch him by surprise from time to time.