Chapter 1372 Beating someone is like hanging a painting (3/3)

In the entire Six Realms, there are already four major clans of divine beasts.

They are dragon, phoenix, basalt, and white tiger.

But now only the White Tiger clan is still hiding in the world, and the other three great beast clans are all extinct.

The Xuanwu represents the ultimate defensive ability among the four major mythical beasts.

It also has the highest defense among all Warcraft.

What Saint Son Xuanming said was well-founded and not arrogant.

As soon as Saint Son Xuanming finished speaking, black light emitted from his whole body!

An extremely heavy aura spread out like a field!

In this area, the thick black light gradually became thicker, surrounding Xiao Hei.

Xiao Hei could even feel that the moisture in the surrounding air was gradually increasing, and every drop of black water was extremely heavy.

Floating around Xiao Hei's body made his body feel a lot heavier.

Not only that, the whole body of Holy Son Xuanming is now covered in dark black scales! The droplets of water condensed around the body of Holy Son Xuanming, and a huge Xuanwu tortoise shell appeared!

Well, it's like an enlarged version of the tortoise shell.

At this moment, the aura of Holy Son Xuanming also surged!

It must be said that as the holy son of the Xuanwu Dynasty, there is still something extraordinary about him.

Even the prince had to pay attention to Saint Xuanming.

At this time, Xiao Hei said: "Are you ready?"

Holy Son Xuanming frowned, and then he arched his body with a grin, spread his legs, and made an offensive posture!

"Soon you won't be crazy anymore. I will let you know that your proud body is a joke in front of me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Saint Son Xuanming's knees suddenly collapsed, and his figure immediately disappeared from the spot!

In the realm of Xuan Ming, the dark heavy water turned into a turbulent wave and swept towards Xiao Hei!

When the wave approached, the figure of Holy Son Xuanming appeared on the waves, riding on the waves and rushing towards Xiao Hei!

Not with fists, not with legs.

Instead, his body curled up like a baby and slammed into Xiao Hei!

On the basis of the physical body of Holy Son Xuanming, it is now covered with the weight of the dark heavy water, and the strength is at least three or four times stronger than the previous punch!

When Xiao Hei saw this, the power of the nine layers of lines gathered on his right fist!

Then he punched the Holy Son of Xuanming who was rolling towards him!

This punch hit the body of Holy Son Xuanming hard.

However, what was different from the previous one was that this time the bombardment on the body of Holy Son Xuanming actually made Xiao Hei's fists hurt!

It was as if there were barbs on his body, piercing Xiao Hei's fist!

Holy Son Xuanming also rolled towards the back, but quickly adjusted his body shape and continued to roll towards Xiao Hei as if nothing was wrong!

Tan Zongzhao observed this scene from the side and couldn't help but said with a solemn face: "Brother Hei, when your power hit him, the power was dispersed into the scales all over the body and on the huge carapace! An ordinary attack. I’m afraid it’s of no use…”

The words are not completely finished yet.

Xiao Hei glanced at his bloody fist and couldn't help but grinned: "Aren't ordinary attacks useless? They just disperse the power. Let's see how long he can withstand it!"

After saying that, he took the initiative to rush towards the approaching Holy Son Xuanming!

This time, the monstrous black demonic energy began to surge, condensing into the phantom of the demon behind him.

Blood energy began to wrap around Xiao Hei's fists.

With a flutter, a flame began to burn along the blood on the fist!

The blood is entangled and the blood is boiling!

"Isn't it better than blood? Let's see whose blood is stronger."

Xiao Hei smiled ferociously and punched the body of Holy Son Xuanming as he rolled towards him, knocking him away again with one punch. At the same time, his fist was dripping with blood again and flesh and blood flew everywhere!

But Xiao Hei didn't seem to feel any pain, and he chased after Xuanming Holy Son before his flying body stopped!

In an instant, he rushed to the top of the flying and rolling body like a wild beast. He clenched his hands suddenly and smashed it down from top to bottom like a headbutt!

As a result, the body of Holy Son Xuanming that had not yet stopped shot into the ground like a cannonball!

Boom!

Waves of roaring sounds continued to sound in the Xuanming Realm. In this powerful confrontation of forces, the space was shaken and distorted!

Holy Son Xuanming curled up, as if he were a ball being beaten back and forth by Xiao Hei.

At this moment, Bai Sensen's hand bones can be seen on Xiao Hei's fist...

Holy Son Xuanming laughed while rolling: "You are really reckless and clueless. What's the use of your constant attacks? It won't hurt me at all, but it will hurt yourself!"

Xiao Hei grinned and said, "Did I really not hurt you?"

Immediately, his body appeared in the rolling route of Holy Son Xuanming again in an instant, and a dull roar was squeezed out of Xiao Hei's throat!

With his blood boiling rapidly, he punched the body of Holy Son Xuanming again!

But the moment the punch landed, the smile on Saint Son Xuanming's face could no longer continue. After a brief moment of stasis, his face turned red, and then he spat out a mouthful of blood.

The crouched body also stretched out at this moment and hit the wall directly!

Although there were no cracks or pits on the wall, the body of Holy Son Xuanming seemed to be stuck to it and did not fall down for a while!

Beating someone is like hanging a painting.

The prince and Tan Zongzhao couldn't help but look at each other in shock. At this moment, the dark black scales all over the body of Holy Son Xuanming actually began to drip with blood! Soon, Holy Son Xuanming was dyed into a bloody man.

"Ahem..." Holy Son Xuanming coughed up a mouthful of blood again, opened his bloody eyes and stared at Xiao Hei, horrified: "How did you do it?"

Xiao Hei glanced at his fist which was about to turn into minced meat and was recovering rapidly. Hearing the question, he raised his head and said lightly: "Everything has a limit to withstand. As long as it reaches that limit, it will be broken, even the ultimate defense." No exception."

"In my opinion..." Xiao Hei suddenly grinned, his eyes full of sarcasm: "You are just stronger than the ordinary tortoise shell."

That's right, every punch from Xiao Hei would inadvertently damage the scales of Holy Son Xuanming.

Just like a piece of armor with full durability, no matter how high the level is, it will continue to lose durability during constant attacks.

A drop of water can penetrate a stone... Well, it's just that Xiao Hei's fist is not water.

Holy Son Xuanming gritted his teeth and looked at Xiao Hei, the murderous intent in his eyes seemed to overflow, "Anyone who dares to insult the Xuanwu bloodline has now become a corpse."

Xiao Hei nodded: "I'll wait."

The Holy Son of Xuanming fell from the wall, formed seals with his hands, and the black water droplets in the Xuanming realm began to riot!

PS: This is yesterday’s third chapter, and today’s two chapters are being written