Ao Wuming, the ninth-level demon emperor's super divine beast five-clawed golden dragon, plus the attack and defense amplification of the inheritance dragon ball, plus the low-grade artifact breaking spear, once transformed into a combat state, the strength is terrifying.

"Nameless's strength has increased again." Wu Long looked at the fluctuations in the surrounding space caused by Ao Wuming's transformation alone, and said with a light smile.

"Indeed, I'm afraid that Ao Wuming in this state has a fight with me." Wen Feng also said with a smile, "But since then, the chance of the spirit treasure falling into our hands this time is greater." ”

"Hehe, even if the spirit treasure really falls into our hands, I won't rob it from you, the eighth-level demon emperor doesn't have a special artifact or special exercises, and there is almost no place here." He said with a wry smile. Zong Qi also has a black war knife, and he is brutal, although he is known as the strongest force, but he has no good artifact, no special exercises, and in the Tianxin Realm, where the eighth and ninth level immortal emperors are running everywhere now, there is indeed no capital to speak.

Hu Changfeng and Luo Changqing's faces turned red when they heard this, because they knew that if they were one-on-one, even if they were brutal, they would not be able to defeat them.

Only Qin Shuang, who was drinking carelessly on the side, seemed to care nothing about the situation on the field.

"Are you ready, I'm going to attack." The big man roared suddenly.

Ao Wuming smiled slightly, this big man's surname is not bad, he doesn't seem to have the idea of sneak attack, he waved horizontally with a broken gun, and said with a light smile, "Come on, I'll wait." ”

"Okay." As soon as the big man said a good word, the mace in his hand slammed it up, and smashed it down on Ao Wuming's head. There are no fancy tricks, just smashing.

Ao Wuming was stunned, he didn't expect this big man's style of play to be so 'real'.

"Okay, I'll play with you." Ao Wuming gritted his teeth, held up the broken spear with both hands, and resisted the mace of the big man.

Next to the young man in white, there was a little man who looked at this scene, his eyes widened, and he said incredulously, "Is he a fool, he actually fought hard with Xiong Gang." ”

The young man in white pursed his lips, "Whatever, it's good to smash him to death at once, but looking at his confident appearance, this kid's strength can't be underestimated." ”

"Peng!" The huge sound of metal crashing reached everyone's ears, Ao Wuming held the broken gun with both hands, his feet sank into the ground, directly to his waist, and blood oozed from the tiger's mouth and the corners of his mouth.

Ao Wuming's strength is indeed not small, this point, the current Xiong Gang is deeply aware of this, even if he is an attacker, and he is condescending, and the mace itself is a weapon suitable for smashing and shooting, Ao Wuming is only half of his body stuck to the ground, and the little injury on his body is not a big deal at all.

He originally thought that Ao Wuming would use his speed to dodge, but he never thought that he would take a hard beat, and at this moment, Xiong Gang's arm was also faintly numb.

"Your strength is indeed great." Ao Wuming praised, "But if you just want to win me with your strong attack power, then you are too naïve." After speaking, Ao Nameless's figure flickered, the tip of the gun shook, and in an instant, around Xiong Gang, there were more than a dozen Ao Nameless, holding spears at the same time, stabbing Xiong Gang from different directions.

"Drink~" To Ao Wuming's surprise, Xiong Gang faced more than a dozen spear tips that stabbed him, and he didn't even dodge at all, after a loud shout, he saw that Xiong Gang's body was wrapped in a layer of gray energy, and the tip of Ao Wuming's broken gun pierced that layer of energy, but the tip of the gun just sank into Xiong Gang's body a little, and he couldn't move anymore.

"Break it for me." As Xiong Gang shouted, the mace in his hand was also rounded, and he smashed it in Ao Wuming.

Before Ao Wuming's broken spear could be pulled out, Xiong Gang's mace arrived.

There was no choice but to give up the broken spear first, protect his arms in front of his chest, and let Xiong Gang's mace hit his arms.

"Peng!" Ao Wuming's body was blasted out by Xiong Gang's mace at once, and it was thousands of meters before Ao Wuming's figure barely stopped. Looking at the arms wrapped in hard dragon scales, they were already flesh and blood.

"This kid's ** is also strong enough, I'm afraid Xiong was a medium-grade artifact just now, and it will be shattered." The young man in white stared at Ao Wuming with his eyes, and secretly praised it in his heart.

"Huh~" As soon as the mind moved, the energy in the body repaired the injury. It's also a loss to have the Inheritance Dragon Ball, otherwise at this moment, Ao Wuming would be seriously injured even if he didn't die.

"Your gun, then." The big man didn't seem to want to take advantage of Ao Wuming, so he flicked it with one hand and sent Ao Wuming's broken gun back.

Grabbing the broken spear with one hand, Ao Wuming directly put it into his body, "Hehe, I'm sorry, my really strongest weapons are my two fists, and the real competition will only start now." ”

After Ao Wuming finished speaking, his figure shook for a while, and he was already in front of Xiong Gang, without the slightest concern, and smashed it with his fist.

The big man didn't dodge either, one hand was clenched into a fist, and his strength was exerted to the extreme, and he used his fist to blast directly into Ao Wuming's fist.

Hard-hitting, without the slightest skill, completely hard-hitting.

"Boom!" There was another loud bang, and the space around the two of them continued to fluctuate, and Ao Wuming was hit by a huge force and retreated by more than ten meters.

And Xiong Gang also retreated more than ten meters.

"Tie?" The eyes of the little man beside the young man in white were full of shock, and he was able to fight to a tie with the mighty King Kong, and the strength of this person was too terrifying.

"Haha, happy, happy." The big man laughed, and the mace had already been put into his body, "It's only fun to fight like this, and it feels so fucking good to punch the flesh." ”

"An idiot." The young man in white said disdainfully, he looked down on such a way of fighting.

"Haha, hahahaha......" Ao Wuming suddenly laughed out loud, "Big man, my name is Ao Wuming, and my body is a super divine beast five-clawed golden dragon, no matter who wins or loses today, life or death, I am willing to make you a friend." ”

"Friends?" Xiong Gang was stunned for a moment, "Haha, okay, my name is Xiong Gang, and my body is a super divine beast Mighty King Kong Bear, and I am willing to make you a friend." ”

"Let's move on!" Ao Wuming shouted, and then the figure disappeared, and the next moment, the person had already arrived behind Xiong Gang, and he threw out another unskilled punch.

"Peng!" It's still a fist fight, it's still evenly divided.

The two eyes of the brute were straight, the corners of his mouth were drooling, and he muttered, "If I can have a similar opponent, how happy it would be to fight like this!" ”

Wen Feng stood next to the brute, and said regrettably, "I didn't even grab this place, our people from the Dark Star Realm are the most suitable for this kind of play." ”

Indeed, especially the Golden Punishment Sect of the Dark Star Realm, when it reached the eighteen-star emperor level, Wen Feng's ** was already comparable to a top-grade artifact, coupled with the increase of the Golden Punishment Spirit Bead, this kind of hand-to-hand combat would definitely be extremely exciting. It's a pity that this place was snatched away by Ao Wuming.

"Boom! Rumble! Rumble! "In the center of the battle, from time to time there was the sound of fists and fists, fists and **, whether it was Ao Wuming or Xiong Gang, they seemed to be immersed in their respective battles, forgetting the people around them, and forgetting that there was a gambling contract.

"Hehe, Ao Wuming, as my father said, is a battle maniac." Qin Shuang had already put down the wine jug and watched the battle with great interest. Except for the mortals in the mortal world, it was the first time for Qin Shuang to see such a fight with an immortal emperor-level master, and it looked really exciting and enjoyable.

"Boom!" There was another roar, and many cracks had already appeared in the space around the two, and smoke and dust rose from the ground with the violent force, obscuring the sight of others.

Such a scene, although it can be 'seen' clearly with immortal consciousness and demon sense, it is inevitably a bit disappointing, everyone is waiting for the smoke and dust to dissipate, staring at the scene on the field with the naked eye.

Ao Wuming held the broken gun in his right hand, his body was slightly bent, and he was constantly panting, it was obvious that his physical strength was about to be exhausted.

Looking at Xiong Gang again, he was sitting directly on the ground, and his huge chest was lying together, and he was already out of strength.

"Tie?" Ao Wuming smiled tentatively.

"Whew, tie!" Xiong Gang took a breath and nodded.

Zong Qi and Zuo Wen were sentenced to life and death in a fight, while Ao Wuming and Xiong Gang ended in a tie between the two sides.

"Hmph, you idiot, how many times have I told you, and it will kill you if you fight like this." The young man in white said to Xiong Gang very dissatisfied.

Xiong Gang pouted, did not refute, and did not pay attention to the young man in white.

"Hehe, they're still quite strong, it's a little interesting, let me do this time." Behind the young man in white, a middle-aged man who was originally sitting, holding a wine jar in his hand, stood up and said very easily. This man looked very decadent, with messy hair, messy beard, in short, at first glance, this man was a standard drunk, or the kind that had been drunk for a long time.

"Drunkard?" The young man in white was stunned for a moment, and then smiled, "Haha, I didn't expect this group of boys to arouse your interest!" ”

"Drink all day, and occasionally move your muscles." The middle-aged man said slowly, his voice full of laziness.

"Then you have to be careful, don't kill them all, and leave a few for me to play with." The young man in white said jokingly.

Hearing the word killing, a trace of gloom flashed in the drunkard's eyes, "I haven't killed people for a long time, and if you want to kill, I'll leave it all to you." ”

(To be continued)