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How can it be!

Xia Xuebing couldn't believe what she saw, but it happened to be the truth. The aura emanating from the bloody emperor was indeed the second level of God's Forbidden Heaven. That's right, she was too familiar with this feeling.

That night in France, the Emperor of Blood Slaughter was clearly in the late stage of the First Layer. Although there was only a thin line between him and the Second Layer, his strength was vastly different. The restriction of the sky caused them to retreat steadily.

She did the same thing tonight. She knew the purpose of the Blood King. As long as she was successfully held back, the other ten mid-stage masters of the dark elves would pose a great threat to Xia Feng.

"Why, why did you do this!" Xia Xuebing gritted her teeth, staring at the bloody emperor, "Have you forgotten our heritage and our mission?"

It’s okay if you don’t ask, but this time, the Emperor of Blood Slaughter laughed loudly, “Inheritance? Mission? Don’t you think that’s ridiculous?”

"you!"

"That's right, we have obtained the power of inheritance and power that others don't have, but that mission is simply bullshit. I just want to get what I want in my lifetime, and they can give me what I want, that's all Simple." The Emperor of Blood Slaughter looked cold.

In fact, objectively speaking, there is nothing wrong with this, it's just that everyone's choice is different.

"So you're determined to kill me tonight?"

The Emperor of Blood Slaughter shook his head, "Your son must die, if you can give up resistance, I will not kill you."

"Hahaha, if you want to kill him, you have to pass my test first." After living for more than 20 years, from the disciple of the Shadowless Emperor to the current Emperor of the Shadowless, Xia Xuebing's biggest source of motivation is her son, who made her Abandoning his son is absolutely impossible.

After waiting for more than 20 years, now I finally recognize my son, and the mother and son have also put aside the barriers between each other. Now the person in front of me wants to kill him.

Impossible, absolutely impossible!

"Very good, I'm sorry." After finishing speaking, the Emperor of Blood Slaughter swayed and moved, his power was absolutely strong.

Facing the oncoming bloody emperor, Xia Xuebing turned her head and glanced at Xia Feng. For her son, even if it was death, she would not back down in the slightest. Besides, before the fight, it was not certain who would win.

The battle between the emperors is still a battle of life and death. The power is super powerful. Just the power fluctuations that spill out can kill low-level potential warriors.

In this battle, the bloody emperor had his own pursuit, and Xia Xuebing also had his own beliefs.

On the other side, Xia Feng's scars rapidly increased during the siege of the top ten masters. In the realm of eight gates, there is an essential difference between the middle stage and the early stage.

That night in France, he broke out with all his strength and killed five early eight-door masters. Tonight, facing ten eight-door mid-stage players, it was another tough battle.

Fortunately, he is no longer the Xia Feng who was in France. During his trip to the South Pole, he got the third triangular cup. Half a month of sparring also played a big role.

The opponent is in the middle stage of the Eight Gates, and he can reach this level even with a full burst. At most, it is a battle of the same level, facing ten opponents.

Looking down at the scars on his body, Xia Feng laughed wildly, and when he stopped laughing, his face was quickly replaced by gloom, "You bastard aliens, do you want to kill me that much? Can you kill me?"

"Those who are about to die, bluff."

"Hahaha, remember, this is our world, not yours, so you should be the ones who died." As soon as the laughter fell, Xia Feng launched an attack on his own initiative.

Boom!

He rushed towards the two of them, his powerful fist knocked them away, his backhand turned into a knife, and he slashed on the shoulder of the other with a single click.

"Looking for death!" The three behind killed quickly, and the iron fists of the two fell on Xia Feng's body, and Xia Feng spit out blood violently due to the powerful impact.

However, Xia Feng, who resisted two punches, did not fly out as expected, turned around and pierced a person's chest with his claws. When he pulled out, it was a living heart, "I said, I want to kill me, Get ready to die."

In just a split second, Xia Feng seriously injured one person and killed one person.

The remaining master frowned at the same time, how could this be possible, in the time of Xia Feng in France, he barely had a fight with the early masters of Bamen Gao, even if the last eight people died, Xia Feng seemed to be having a hard time, how long did it take, How could he have the strength to fight against the mid-term powerhouses of the Eight Sects.

"kill!"

"Kill you paralyzed, alien bastard!"

Boom boom boom... boom boom boom!

One person confronted the eight gates, one pair of fists confronted the eight pairs, Xia Feng's chest and back were constantly bombarded, and his fists quickly landed on the eight people in all directions.

"Idiot, fight with us, then I will send you to God."

The heavy punches of the eight powerhouses were not blocked, but would Xia Feng be so stupid? If he was not sure, he would not choose this suicide method.

After the fight just now, he almost already knew what level the attack power of the strong in the middle stage of the Eight Gates was, and what he needed was this kind of powerful collision.

Masters are not achieved overnight, they need continuous training, the heavy punches of the eight powerhouses not only did not bring actual damage, but instead tempered the body's ability to resist blows.

Xiao Ai's half-month sparring has improved Xia Feng in all aspects, but there is a big flaw, they are just dueling, and they have no intention of killing.

However, the ten middle-stage powerhouses of the Eight Sects dispatched this time are different. They have only one purpose, to kill Xia Feng, so they will not hold back every shot. This is a real attack, and there is no water.

Although Xia Feng's body was nourished by the power of the triangular cup, it was stronger than ordinary people, but to fully intensify this resistance, it needed the impact of this power.

The eight people punched fiercely. In their eyes, Xia Feng was undoubtedly looking for death when he fought them head-on. Even experts of the same level would be beaten to pieces in the face of the attack of eight people.

30 seconds!

30 seconds at most.

The eight people added up to at least 30 punches, which means that in just [-] seconds, Xia Feng received heavy punches on a large area of ​​his body and withstood more than [-] force impacts.

"puff!"

He spat out another mouthful of blood, just in time to spray the face of the person who attacked him head-on.

The eight people retracted their fists and retreated, staring at Xia Feng, but at this moment Xia Feng was already crumbling.

"Overestimating one's abilities." One person snorted coldly.

Xia Feng stabilized his figure, took a few deep breaths, and wiped away the blood stains around his mouth with his hand. Miraculously, he didn't fall down as expected by the eight masters, but smiled instead.

The eight people frowned at the same time, can they still laugh at this time?

"You know, I want to thank you all, because you helped me and made my body stronger."

Ok?

"You guys had enough punches just now, right? Five hundred punches, now... I... want it, return it!"

Roar!

A roar went straight into the sky, and there was a buzzing sound from Xia Feng's body, followed by a crackling sound.

The strong power fluctuations caused the entire skin to twist, and the clothes on his body had already been broken by more than [-] heavy punches.

This overflowing force caused the clothes that had been blasted into pieces to be blown away, exposing the bronzed skin.

The muscles all over his body are agitated, the veins are abrupt, and the strength is getting more and more violent.

"not good!"

This is a danger signal!

How is it possible and why is this happening.

How could he burst out the aura of the late eight sects? Impossible, the aura that Xia Feng erupted completely exceeded the expectations of the eight masters.

That night in France, Xia Feng broke out from the middle stage of seven doors to the middle stage of eight doors, and tonight, from the early stage of eight doors, it broke out to the middle stage of eight doors, and now it has reached the late stage.

what monster is this?

Even the powerful dark elves couldn't believe it was true.

It's a pity that the unbelievable thing is the truth.

There is an essential gap between the early stage of Bamen and the middle stage of Bamen, and there is also a qualitative gap between the middle stage of Bamen and the late stage of Bamen.

The strengthening of Xia Feng has completely changed the situation.

If it is said that between the same level, facing eight masters of the same level, it will be a fierce battle, then, surpassing a level, it is no longer a gap that can be made up by numbers, at least not by eight people.

Hunt, let's go!

With another roar, Xia Feng moved.

"Are you ready to die, I'm starting!"

Whoosh... Boom!

Bang!

Click!

Click!

Xia Feng's one move is a killer move, his figure shuttles around the eight masters, and finding the vital point is a fatal blow.

With five hundred punches, the physical strength nourished by the power of the triangular cup was intensified. With the intensification of physical strength, the combat power was abruptly raised to the late stage of Bamen.

But Xia Feng knows that the power supply of the Triangle Cup is limited, and the later stage of the eight gates is different from the middle stage of the eight gates, and consumes more power.

Therefore, he didn't last long in the late stage of Bamen. In the limited time, he had to kill these eight people. Even if he couldn't kill them, he had to injure them severely. Otherwise, when his power was exhausted, what awaited him was death.

"Bastard, go to hell..."

"It's you who died, foreign bastard!"

boom!

A hot head was blasted into slag, blood was splashed everywhere, and the blood was accompanied by white sticky objects.

"It's your turn!"

Whoops... click!

Of the eight masters, Xia Feng knocked them down one by one. In less than 5 minutes, only three of them could stand. Among the other five, four were killed, and one was already disabled.

The only three strong men who still maintained their combat effectiveness had shock and fear written all over their faces.

"Dark elves, hehehahaha, your calculations are very good. Unfortunately, this calculation does not work. I am stronger than you now, so suffer."

hum!

Xia Feng ejected from the ground and disappeared in place. He wanted to hunt and kill all these dark elves.

dark place.

Several pairs of eyes stared at Xia Feng who was hunting and killing the dark elves, and everyone showed a dignified look. They also came to kill Xia Feng, but Xia Feng's current battle showed that it was very difficult to kill him.

"How to do?"

"Shall we do it?"

The two asked one after the other, and all of them fixed their eyes on the face of the leader.

And the person who took the lead narrowed his eyes into a line, "From the early stage of the Eight Gates to the middle stage of the Eight Gates, and then to the late stage of the Eight Gates, how long do you think he can last?"

At this question, several other people were stunned. That's right, this kind of explosion is not in line with common sense. Two small levels of combat power have erupted. How many people are there in the world? A small level, the combat power is completely different, two levels in a row, is there room for improvement?

Obviously it is impossible.

Besides, people who have reached this level of strength know that the burst of strength cannot last long, and once the momentum passes, all strength will be drained.

"These dark elves have helped us a lot, without them testing the water, we might be the ones who died, but now...hehe." The eyes of the leader flashed, "He will be the one who will die, Xia Feng! "ps: Special thanks to xgh601 friends for their support and votes, thank you very much.