Bear Child's Journey Through Ten Thousand Worlds

Chapter 213
218 chapter

When Wang Xiaoming's voice fell, the tip of the Qinglian Sword in his hand had been lifted casually, making a soft sword cry, pointing at Xuan Xiao in front of him with full momentum.

Xuan Xiao wore a cloud-white dress, moving with the wind, wild white hair, and eyes full of arrogance and presumptuousness. He kept looking at Wang Xiaoming, and with a wave of his hand, the cloak that moved with the wind instantly flew towards Yi Tianda behind him. in the hands of the devil.

"Let's fight!" The white light in Xuanxiao's hand was shining, he didn't use a weapon, and said to Wang Xiaoming: "Just now you haven't answered my question!"

Xuan Xiao was full of momentum, but he didn't take a step, and looked at Wang Xiaoming with extremely cold eyes.

I have always provoked others unscrupulously, leaving others helpless. Today, there is a seven or eight-year-old child who is presumptuous in front of me, and is still so unscrupulous in the forest prison. This is provoking myself.

Therefore, the child in front of him must not be left alive, otherwise he will become an obstacle to unify the plight in the future.

Wang Xiaoming thought that with Xuan Xiao's temperament, he would definitely fight directly, but he didn't think he was in a hurry to start, but asked questions instead.

"What's the question?" Wang Xiaoming looked at Xuan Xiao curiously, and couldn't help asking with a sneer.

"What's your name?" Xuan Xiao's tone was cold, his beast-like, majestic eyes stared at Wang Xiaoming, as if a king from another world was judging his own people.

Hearing Xuan Xiao's words, Wang Xiaoming was stunned for a moment, thinking that he was so serious and just wanted to ask his own name, Xuan Xiao's cutie is so cold!

"My surname is Bai Xianjun, and my name is Xiaoming. From now on, you all remember my name, my name is Bai Xianjun!"

Wang Xiaoming grinned evilly, not only saying this to Xuan Xiao, but also to everyone present in the forest prison.

"Bai Xianjun!" Xuan Xiao was full of dark power in the prison, with a turbulent aura, a white light, and a rush of energy. He rushed towards Wang Xiaoming quickly, and angrily shouted: "I remember you."

The domineering aura from the king, the profound strength is soaring, the surrounding air is constantly twisting and rippling, and such a turbulent force is enveloping towards Wang Xiaoming.

If it was an ordinary warrior, facing such a mighty aura, he would probably be shocked back directly.

But Wang Xiaoming was not moved by it at all, the strong wind blew his white robe rattling, but he was still as stable as a rock.

When Xuan Xiao's mighty profound energy rushed towards him, it suddenly turned into a black air current, as if it wanted to swallow Wang Xiaoming.

On the other hand, Wang Xiaoming activated the magic pen in an instant, and a white sword energy formed a white halo all over his body, completely immune to Xuan Xiao's offensive.

Then, in a flash, Wang Xiaoming came directly behind Xuan Xiao, stabbed out with a sword, and the fierce sword energy revolved around Xuan Xiao's body, trying to stab him, but it didn't hurt him.

"drink!"

Xuan Xiao yelled sharply, the tiger's body shook, and a powerful light wave of profound energy, carrying bursts of black air, shattered the white sword light surrounding it.

Wang Xiaoming was shocked by such a powerful air current, and was a little surprised. He thought that this Xuan Xiao was worthy of being a hero of this period, and he did have some ability and aura.

However, when Wang Xiaoming thought of this, the corner of his mouth curled up in an evil curve, he stepped back, and retracted the Qinglian sword, ready to fight against him.

The source flow of the Qi body was activated, and Wang Xiaoming's body was shining with golden light, and strands of electric light swirled around his body, directly turning on the Yang Wulei, and his figure rushed towards him like a phantom.

The moment Xuan Xiao turned around, he directly punched him.

"Boom!"

There was a crisp collision sound, and from the center of the two, a violent force spread, shocking the audience, and the whole scene was shaken.

Amidst the smoke and dust, the two separated quickly, and fought back and forth again. Every punch and palm contact was extraordinarily solid.

Everyone looked at this shocking scene with horror on their faces. They didn't expect this white-haired boy who appeared suddenly to have such powerful strength that he could fight against the Eighteenth Prince of Sen Prison.

They were all thinking, when did such a young, peerless and powerful man appear in the miserable martial arts world?

Among these people, there are not only the Winged Sky Demon and the Yi'er Demon, but also the presence of gods, foolish and innocent.

Shenzai is the teacher next to Prince Xuanxiao, and Yu Wuyi is the head of the Four Orders, both of whom are Xuanxiao's subordinates. They saw that the competition between Wang Xiaoming and Xuanxiao was very intense, as if they had watched it for a while. Can't figure out who gets the top score.

However, what God is worried about is that the white-haired child who can fight the Lord for so long is definitely not a simple character. It seems that the Lord is about to face a long and bitter battle.

Yu Wuyi said to God: "My lord seems to be unable to gain the upper hand, this kid is really surprising."

"Don't worry, the Lord hasn't exerted all his strength yet, I'll wait and see the situation." Shen Zai was fanning the fan in his hand, looking like an old god, as if he wasn't worried about Xuan Xiao's safety at all.

Yu Wuyi didn't say anything, and continued to pay attention to the situation in the battle circle.

But at this moment in this battle circle, the battle between Wang Xiaoming and Xuan Xiao has reached a fever pitch, the two of them are back and forth, I don't know how many moves and how many rounds they have fought.

Wang Xiaoming didn't feel tired, nor did he feel that the energy in his body was exhausted, because his strength had already surpassed the existence of a god, and he just wanted to have fun with such a fierce fight with Xuan Xiao.

Next, he wanted to hang and beat Prince Xuanxiao.

Thinking of Wang Xiaoming here, he directly drew the vast power, and the power of Yang Wulei was poured into the strongest state. In the whole world, the golden thunder light shone, forming a situation that engulfed the sky and the earth.

Wang Xiaoming's figure was as fast as a phantom, and he shouted: "Xunlei member!"

"chi chi."

The golden light of thunder and lightning spread throughout the entire world, completely surrounding Xuan Xiao.

Xuan Xiao's body trembled, and the monstrous dark power of the prison swept across the sky, concussed and opened, resisting the gleaming golden net.

Wang Xiaoming clenched his fist tightly with one hand, and blasted out like a fist of vines, aiming at Xuan Xiao's chest.

"Tencent member!"

There was a 'swoosh' of this punch, which made Xuan Xiao unable to defend in time, and took a heavy punch.

Xuan Xiao, who was in a deep breath, punched his chest, as if he breathed out in one breath, and was choked back.

There was a muffled snort from Xuan Xiao's mouth, a smear of blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth, and he took several steps back.

But at the last step, Xuan Xiao gave a low voice and stamped one foot on the ground, causing the whole earth to shake.

Wang Xiaoming was suspended in mid-air, looking at Xuan Xiao who had been punched by him, he grinned coldly and said, "Don't use your weapon yet, or the next punch will smash your skull!"

Hearing Wang Xiaoming's words, Xuan Xiao's face was abnormally cold, and he could faintly see that his originally handsome and fair face showed an ugly and fierce face.

This is his evil form!

Looking at this ferocious face, Wang Xiaoming seems to have seen the evil face of Hades, and it really is the countless faces of Hades.

"Does this make you angry from embarrassment?" Wang Xiaoming grinned sneeringly, looked down at Xuan Xiao, and the crisp baby voice rang out throughout the world.

(End of this chapter)