The two god realm powerhouses teamed up to strike the strongest blow, the power destroyed the world and the earth, Tang Haoran dared to resist hard, and used the star-chasing body method to the extreme, completing three teleportations between breaths, narrowly avoiding the attacks of the two.

Bang!

The scepter slammed heavily on the position where Tang Haoran had just stood, and there was a loud and alarming sound, ice and snow and mud splashed, and a large pit appeared on the ground.

"Vark, I didn't hit it, this kid's body is too weird!!"

Rorel was about to blast the Chinese boy into smash meat, but he suddenly caught the boy turning into a light and disappearing in place.

At this time, the Blood Eagle's fists also bombarded, and they also missed.

"Old fellow, let you taste the Dragon Elephant God Fist!"

Tang Haoran Lorrel's side, casually punched out, the primeval dragon elephant divine fist like a divine dragon out of the abyss, seemingly simple and direct, but as wonderful as nature, a wave of destructive qi slashed, directly hitting Rorel's armpit.

Lorel missed a move, he had already fallen into the disadvantage, he was worthy of being a god realm powerhouse, and hurriedly urged the body protection qi, and in an instant, a pale golden circle of light rose around his body, enveloping him.

"Bang!"

Tang Haoran's Dragon Elephant Divine Fist was so powerful, it hit the light mask, and with a click, the light mask scattered like broken glass, and the fist hit Rorel's ribs, Rorel snorted, and his body couldn't stop retreating again and again.

It took Lorel to retreat more than ten meters in a row before he could barely stabilize his body, his gloomy face turned red, and his internal organs were even more like fire.

"How is it possible! You are not a god realm, how can you have such great power?"

"What kind of boxing technique are you practicing?"

Lorel was completely shocked.

His god realm body is like a steel fortress, as the saying goes, there are ants under the god realm, he just stands there casually, and let the warriors under the god realm attack, and he can't hurt him at all.

However, this Huaxia boy is obviously not in the divine realm, and he can still be beaten embarrassed after he raises the shield!

"You Western devils, all of you are special frogs at the bottom of the well, but you still think that you are the best in the world, which is really ridiculous. Today, grandpa, let you see, what is the real martial arts!"

Tang Haoran sneered, his figure flashed, and he punched again, and the target was also Luo Ruier.

His tactics are very clear, in the face of the two god realm powerhouses, he must catch one and fight to the death, and he must not give the other party a chance to breathe, otherwise, if he fights this and then fights that, he will fall into a wheel war, and he will inevitably fall into passivity.

Another point is that he sees this Lorel as very evil, and he must kill him, otherwise there will be endless troubles.

The blood eagle who was waiting for an opportunity to attack on the other side, the ice picks that had just condensed quietly dispersed again, and while he was amazed by the terrifying combat power of the Chinese boy, his mind was shaken, and he planned to sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight first.

"Bang!"

Tang Haoran's second punch hit Rorel hard again.

Lorel was beaten and screamed and flew upside down.

It's a pity that the powerhouse of the God Realm was beaten by a young man who was not a God Realm and had no power to fight back!

There is nothing incomprehensible about this.

It was really because Tang Haoran's cultivation of the star-chasing body method was too against the sky, and the Ancient Dragon Elephant Divine Fist was even a god-level exercise in the heavens world.

With the blessing of the Heavenly Body, Rorel couldn't dodge it at all, he could only watch him be beaten, and the power of the Ancient Dragon Elephant Divine Fist was too strong, even the body of a strong person in the God Realm couldn't resist it, which doomed Rorel's tragedy.

"Poof!"

After being punched three times in a row, Rorel finally spewed out a mouthful of old blood.

"Bastard Blood Eagle, what are you doing in a daze!!?

Only then did Rorel realize that his little friend was standing outside the battle circle, watching him being beaten.

Blood Eagle's face changed, and his heart shook violently at this time, he had an intuition that even if he went together, he wouldn't be able to kill this Chinese boy at all!

Suddenly, his mind jumped, and he sensed that an extremely dangerous aura was quietly approaching from all around.

"It's not good, it must be the legendary snowman !!"

The Blood Eagle let out a frightened voice and alerted the two men who were fighting.

"Bang!"

Tang Haoran blasted Rorel away again, he also suddenly thought of the snowman, when he first came here, he also explored very carefully, and did not find any snowman, now listening to the blood eagle shouting, sure enough, his divine thoughts also quickly caught the abnormalities around him.

"Phew, Blood Eagle, you treacherous fellow, don't make excuses. ”

Rorel spurted out a mouthful of blood again, pointing at the Blood Eagle and scolding.

"Hmph, now the situation has changed!"

Blood Eagle snorted coldly.

"What changes? Don't think that Lao Tzu doesn't know what your idea is, you want to reap the benefits of the fisherman!"

"I won't play with you anymore!"

Lorel scolded, his figure flashed, and he decisively chose to run away.

What else to play?

The teammates are too vile and insidious, and the enemies are too strong!

If you don't run, it's definitely a dead end.

However, how could Tang Haoran let such a dangerous enemy escape.

"Leave your life behind!"

Tang Haoran took the star-chasing step to the extreme, and after a breath, he chased behind Rorel, and his white fist slammed into Rorel's heart.

"Mr. Tang, please stop, the snowman is here, let's not kill each other, stay and deal with the snowman together......"

Blood Eagle reminded urgently, however, before he could finish his sentence, the young man's fist was firmly imprinted on Rorel's back.

"Bang!"

As Rorel saw that he was about to be killed, a black cat's eye jade stone embedded in the top of the scepter he was carrying suddenly bloomed with a rich black gas, haunting his back. Tang Haoran's fist mark hit the black mist, like mud into the sea, and actually dissipated without a trace with the mist.

"It's dangerous, thanks to the scepter I got from the Pharaoh's tomb!"

Rorel gasped, it was because of the scepter in his hand that he dared to run away without fear, leaving his entire back to the other party.

In fact, this scepter has saved his life many times, and more than ten years ago, in a conflict with the Russian mechanized forces, he relied on the scepter to resist a missile of the Russian army.

"What a weird magic weapon!"

"Let's see if you can still block a few punches!"

Tang Haoran had already found out that this scepter was extraordinary, but there was no surprise, he noticed that the scepter had cracked, and it would definitely not be able to support it for too long, so he casually punched it out.

"Mr. Tang, don't fight anymore, the snowman will come soon, it's the snowman who really sits on the mountain and watches the tiger fight, let's fight to the death, and in the end it will only be cheaper!"

Blood Eagle reminded again.

Rorel was even more depressed and wanted to vomit blood, he couldn't understand, why did this Chinese boy chase after him and beat him?

Helpless, he had to beg for mercy angrily:

"Boy, you're so crazy, even if you kill me, what's the good for you? Stop, I don't want Lingquan, I'll help you fight a snowman, okay?......"

(End of chapter)