Rebirth: The Return of the Great

Chapter 170: barbarian tiger

Bang! Bang! Bang!

A famous soldier was smashed and flew out and hit the wall, but it was different from before, when Huzi had retained his strength, what about now?

No more scruples.

How terrible is the brute force of the tiger?

Seventh grade!

And what kind of cultivation can the soldiers of the palace be?

If you are stronger, you will not be the lowest soldier. Eighth-rank can be worshipped in Yangcheng's wealthy family. Although it is not the top, it is better than being an ordinary soldier.

Therefore, these soldiers are only at the level of the ninth floor of the acquired day, and naturally they can only be dealt with by Huzi with one punch.

But Xia Xia Jun, as the eldest prince of the palace, naturally couldn't be surrounded by all such things, but was guarded by experts.

"Qi Huwei, can you deal with this kid?" Xia Jun asked a middle-aged man beside him with some horror.

This person is called Qi Lang, and he is his full-time bodyguard. His cultivation is as high as Rank 7. He is a master trained by the palace itself. Otherwise, how could Rank 7 of Tang Tang be willing to be a bodyguard?

Qi Lang showed a proud smile: "Although this son is powerful, he can't change. If I make a move, ten moves will definitely kill him."

"Then I'll trouble Qi Huwei." Xia Jun let out a long sigh of relief, he really didn't expect to encounter such resistance today.

——Ye Yan is not here, shouldn't he be caught by hand?

The result was good. Among Wang Qingxue's group, there was a guy with amazing brute force like Huzi, and Ye Yan came back suddenly!

Qi Lang shot, huh, a little under his feet, an astonishing force burst out, and rushed towards Hu Zi.

What is Qipinqiang?

Consciousness!

The law can be used initially, and under his operation, countless ice swords composed of ice appear out of thin air, flying towards Huzi.

Hu Zi roared and ignored it, just blocked in front of him with his left hand, and rushed up.

Pretty good!

Bang bang bang, the ice sword shattered when it hit him, and Hu Zi's clothes were cut to pieces, but he couldn't hurt his body at all. in front of.

what!

Qi Lang was shocked. Not only was this young man extremely brute force, but his defensive power was also terrifying.

Of course, he couldn't be helpless because of this. Qiang, the sword around his waist was unsheathed, and he slashed towards Huzi. Om, a layer of light black light was wrapped around the body of the sword, making it even more sharp and terrifying.

Hu Zi grinned and punched.

Ding!

When the swords and fists collided, there was a burst of sparks. Hu Zi's fist was slightly broken, but Qi Lang's sword bounced into the air.

Qi Lang was really frightened. He held the handle of the knife with all his strength, but Hu Zi's strength was so great that it broke his tiger's mouth, and blood surged. Fortunately, he finally held the handle of the knife and didn't let go. .

He was astonished, how could a person's brute force be so strong?

And take the sword with bare hands!

His knife was not made of ordinary iron, but made of eighth-grade precious gold. It was extremely sharp. How could it only cut the skin of the tiger?

boom!

Before he could come back to his senses, Hu Zi smashed him with another punch.

The speed of the punch was too fast, and there was no sound when it cut through the air, but seeing how terrifying the sound waves shattered the clothes on Hu Zi's arm, one could see how terrifying the punch was.

I can't hear the sound, because the speed of the fist blowing is faster than the sound, the air is squeezed by the fist force, turned into circles, and oscillates around, bang bang bang, destroy anything it touches, this is Terrible shock wave.

What a quick recovery!

A flash of fear flashed in Qi Lang's eyes. No matter whether you hit it with a punch or a sword, there will be a process of closing, pulling back, and hitting again, but the higher the cultivation base, the shorter the time required for this process.

However, the stronger the opponent is, the stronger the shock force will be, and it will also affect the time for another blow. Like he usually takes a knife, he can recover at most one-thousandth of his heartbeat. But now But up to one percent of a heartbeat.

Even if it is placed in the eighth-rank, the reaction time is actually not long, but his opponent is not the eighth-rank, but the seventh-rank combat power!

The key Huzi didn't seem to reply to the process. After the first punch, he naturally punched the second punch.

Wouldn't you be repulsed by the force?

Don't you need to pull back?

With such doubts, Qi Lang had to hurriedly take action, holding a knife in front of him.

Bang!

With one punch, he was instantly blasted into the air.

How can he gather so much power in a hurry, naturally he is far from Huzi's opponent.

Hu Zi took a stride, and his body suddenly rose to four feet high, and he quickly caught up with Qi Lang and beat him violently with his fists.

Bang bang bang bang, this time Qi Lang really couldn't resist at all. After receiving dozens of punches in a row, his body became bigger and bigger, and then banged, it turned into a rain of blood.

The dignified seventh-rank powerhouse was actually beaten up by a few punches!

hiss!

call!

For a while, the audience was dead silent, only the sound of heavy breathing came and went.

Rank 7, he was blown up by a few punches, this young man is too scary.

You know, this is Ye Yan's follower!

My God, the master could destroy the seventh-rank Lin family with his own power, and now the servant can knock out the seventh-rank with a few punches?

This is going to go against the sky for the master and servant!

Xia Jun was shivering, and the fear was inexplicable.

Qi Lang is his biggest reliance. In this Yangcheng, the strongest person is only Rank 7, so is it not enough to bring a Rank 7 guard?

The results of it?

With just a few punches, he was beaten to death, and he was beaten into a rain of blood, which couldn't be more miserable.

Strong fear overwhelms all emotions, he doesn't want to die!

As the eldest son of the royal palace, he will be the heir to the throne in the future. Even if the throne cannot be hereditary, he can at least be downgraded by one rank and be named a county king. What a great future, how can he die here?

"Are you all idiots, watching from the side?" he shouted at the people around him, "If this prince dies here, all of you will be buried with you! Do you understand?"

"Hurry up to this world and kill these chaotic ministers and thieves!"

Many people showed fear. If Xia Jun died in the academy, none of them could escape the responsibility and would be liquidated by the palace.

But would they dare to attack Ye Yan or Hu Zi?

Dilemma!

Ye Yan laughed and said, "You lead people to attack the academy. According to Daxia's law, this is no different from treason. We are just clearing out rebels for the country, which is good for the society."

This is not something he made up. The colleges are all state-owned, which is equivalent to a state institution, so Xia Jun led his troops to forcibly invade, which is no different from attacking the Ducha Mansion, which can be regarded as treason.

It's just that the family is the eldest prince of the palace, and such trivial matters can of course be suppressed, and no one will take him seriously.

But it can't be done now, Ye Yan can't let go of this point.

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