The beginning is the invincible boss

Chapter 320
Shengyang Street, No. 396.

Tian Wuhou, known as one of the Four Marquises of Zhonghai, is sitting cross-legged on the sofa in the living room at this moment. There is an unusually hideous and terrifying scar on his body, which extends from his left shoulder to his waist, as if dividing him into two parts. Two are the same.

Waves of light blue resentment emerged from the body of Marquis Tianwu, which was the most striking feature of the marquis-level resentful spirit.

The most direct way for creatures like wraith spirits to distinguish each other's strength is to check whether the color of resentment shown on each other is dark or not, and at this moment it is due to injury.

The resentment on Marquis Tianwu's body was only a faint light blue.

"puff!"

Suddenly, Marquis Tianwu spit out a mouthful of strong resentment, which is equivalent to vomiting blood of ordinary people: "That guy Shadow's shadow blade is getting stronger and stronger, and now his strength is almost comparable to that of the fourth-class marquis-level wraith."

Among them, the four princes of the sea are all subordinates of King Yue, one of the 36 kings under the command of the Black Emperor.

King Yue's strength is enough to rank in the top three among the 36 kings of the Black Emperor. The main reason is that he implemented the plan to raise Gu, which put all the Hou-level wraiths under his command in the same area and let them fight each other.

Don't look at the four lords of Zhonghai now, you must know that there were 27 Hou-level wraiths in Zhonghai decades ago.

"I didn't expect that the Marquis had a thousand calculations, and I still didn't expect that the two of you would hook up together..."

Tianwuhou stopped healing his wounds and began to think about how to regain his strength: "However, in my current state, if I go looking for Ba Yuanhou, I'm afraid he will kill me before I even explain my intention."

"Who……"

Suddenly, Marquis Tian Wu woke up with a start, and subconsciously slammed his palm towards the door.

With a muffled sound, this blue handprint collided with the five hellfire seals condensed by Zhao Ming. The powerful energy directly smashed the wardrobe at the door to pieces. Zhao Ming saw that the sneak attack was useless and showed his body directly. .

"kill!"

With a cold shout, the flames in Zhao Ming's hands condensed, and the Hellfire Saber appeared.

The crimson knife light cut through the air instantly like a poisonous snake, and appeared directly in front of Tian Wuhou. Faced with such a swift and fierce knife, Tian Wuhou showed a look of indifference and disdain on his face.

"roll!"

With a cold shout, Marquis Tianwu made a fist with his right hand, and the light blue resentment condensed into a fist mark and struck directly.

The fist seal collided with the light of the sword, and the powerful and terrifying force directly caused the two of them to fall backwards at the same time. The power of this punch was almost unbearable for Zhao Ming, and Marquis Tianwu also had an unbelievable illusion.

"A mere general can actually take a punch from me. You are very good."

Marquis Tian Wu looked at Zhao Ming with a cold gaze and asked, "Give me your name, this Marquis' fist will not kill the unknown."

As one of the hou-level vengeful spirits under King Yue, Tianwuhou was a strong man who fought among more than 20 hou-level vengeful spirits. He was also a strong man who escaped from the joint attack of Shadow Hou and Shenyong Hou.

He was extremely lonely in his heart. Seeing that Zhao Ming's strength was only at the level of a general-level resentful spirit, his heart suddenly felt proud.

"Who kills whom is still unknown!"

Marquis Tianwu was lonely and arrogant, and Zhao Ming was equally proud in his heart.

He claimed to be Tang Ling's hardcore supporter. Tang Ling was the majestic Nether King, and as the commander of the Fire Town Lingwei, he was definitely a future pillar of the Nether lineage, even if his realm was slightly weaker than Tianwuhou.

He is still confident that he can defeat the strong with the weak and turn the tide of the battle by suppressing the resentful spirits.

"kill!"

With a loud drink in his mouth, Zhao Ming rushed out again like a furious red dragon.

The red sword in his hand, which was like a poisonous snake, slashed down one after another. Every time the sword fell, it would leave a ferocious and subtle knife mark in the wall. There was no situation where the sword was so powerful that it reached the sky.

This is the embodiment of having mastered one's own power in a subtle way.

The light of the knife and the shadow of the fist kept colliding.

Two figures, one red and one blue, were fighting together. Zhao Ming used all his methods. While the Hellfire Knife was slashing, the Hellfire Chains followed like poisonous dragons. At the same time, there was also a Five Directions Seal of Hellfire that could fall at any time. Suspended overhead.

Different from Zhao Ming's method, Tian Wuhou completely relied on his own pair of iron fists.

No matter what attack Zhao Ming used, he defeated it all with his fists. In the blink of an eye, the two had already fought hundreds of moves, showing a state of indiscriminate equality.

"At the same level, I am definitely no match for this son."

Marquis Tianwu has already recognized Zhao Ming's strength in his heart, even if he is injured now.

At this moment, his peripheral vision glanced into the room, and he was horrified to find that a man in a suit was sitting on the sofa where he was sitting before, and he was looking at him with a half-smile.

The two who were fighting quickly separated, and Zhao Ming came to stand behind Tang Ling with an indifferent expression.

"Who are you?"

Marquis Tianwu looked at Tang Ling and the other with great vigilance. He was sure that the two of them were definitely after him: "No matter what your intentions are, this Marquis is now alone, and you all miscalculated."

"Haha, you want to hide, I'm targeting you."

Flames rose from Tang Ling's fingertips, he lit the cigarette and took a puff: "I know that you are seriously injured now, and that you were injured by the joint efforts of the Shadow Lord and the Shen Yonghou. Don't you want revenge?"

"Surrender to this king, and what you get will exceed your imagination."

Tang Ling went straight to the point and stated his purpose directly, but after listening to it, Marquis Tian Wu's eyes revealed a look of surprise.

He smiled, looked at Tang Ling and the two of them and said, "Do you know who I am, so you came here to ask me to surrender to you? If I am not mistaken, your cultivation should only be at the military level." ?”

"presumptuous!"

Tian Wuhou's words directly made Zhao Ming furious, and he raised his hand and was about to strike at him.

However, Tang Ling raised his hand slightly, and Zhao Ming immediately regained his composure, and the condensed fiery red saber in his hand dissipated. This absolute obedience to orders and prohibitions made Tian Wuhou's eyes shrink suddenly.

"If my king remembers correctly, your current identity should be a lost dog, right?"

Tang Ling's voice was indifferent and calm, but he still looked at Tian Wuhou with a smile in his eyes, and then Tang Ling waved his palm directly: "Who gave you the courage to talk to this king like this?"

"Your Majesty!"

The pure power of Netherworld surged out, Netherworld 36 moves, and the fourth move of Taishan Palm fell.

Suddenly, it was just a black palm, but in the eyes of Marquis Tianwu, it suddenly turned into a black ancient sacred mountain, and no matter how he avoided it, it was always above his head.

"Peng!"

With the muffled sound of promotion, Marquis Tianwu, who was aloof in heart, was slapped on the ground by Tang Ling, a soldier he despised.

The light blue resentment on Tian Wuhou's body rolled like a tide, and he wanted to break free from Tang Ling's palm, but the black palm was like a real mountain, so he couldn't shake it at all.

"Now, tell me, you must choose surrender or death..."

(End of this chapter)