"You...... Is it really from the Nether?"

Yan Nanfei said with a look of surprise.

The expressions of the people around him were also like this, and they were all a little incredulous.

In their impression, the Nether Realm is a barren and barren place, and it is difficult to even produce a sage, even if there is any genius, the cultivation is very low, how can there be a young demon of three tribulations?

Moreover, there is also an amazing array talent.

With such strength and talent, he can be the holy son of a clan.

"Why?

Tang Hao said coldly.

"That's not it, I'm just surprised, just the lower realm, you can produce a character like you!" Yan Nanfei said, "You can be born in the lower realm and cultivate to such a realm, I admire you, but after all, the lower realm is the lower realm, not as good as my Pangu Continent, even if you have an amazing array talent, but in terms of strength, you are still far inferior to me!"

As he spoke, he snorted softly, revealing a little disdain.

When this guy showed his strength in the Three Tribulations, he was still a little worried, afraid that this guy was a secret heir cultivated by some sect, but since he was from the Nether, there was nothing to worry about.

In terms of realm, this guy is not weaker than him, but in terms of supernatural powers, he is definitely not as good as his many holy sons.

"The Nether is the Nether, and even if this guy can come up, he's just a stronger grasshopper. ”

"A mere nether person dares to be so rampant, I don't think he wants to live anymore!"

Everyone in all directions laughed.

A guy from the Netherworld doesn't have any background here, and his status is not even as good as a sect disciple, and they will not have the slightest trouble if they kill this guy today.

"What's the matter? You came from a spiritual famine, so it's amazing? I want to see how many abilities you so-called Holy Sons have!"

Tang Hao looked around and said coldly.

"Yo, look, how rampant this guy is!"

"The surname is Tang, don't be arrogant, I have many holy sons in the spiritual wilderness, no matter which one comes out, killing you is as simple as slaughtering a dog!"

All the holy sons were furious and shouted.

"Okay, then I'll wait for you to kill!"

Tang Hao snorted coldly.

"I don't need them, I'll be enough! Kill you, I'll be enough with three punches!"

That Yan Nanfei snorted angrily, and suddenly made a move, only to see him stomp on the soles of his feet, his figure suddenly disappeared, and he swept in front of Tang Hao in the blink of an eye, and he didn't use the purple spear, but turned to a punch.

This punch was extremely powerful, causing ripples in the void in all directions.

"Three punches, what a big breath!"

Tang Hao replied coldly.

He did not retreat, but stepped forward, clenched his fist with his right hand, and met it fiercely.

Boom!

There was a loud bang.

The two fists collided solidly, and with the collision point as the center, a circle of ripples visible to the naked eye opened angrily.

That Yan Nanfei originally looked contemptuous, but at this moment, his face changed suddenly, and a look of horror appeared in his eyes.

The power of this guy...... How can it be so strong?

Suddenly, there was a storm in his heart, he thought that if this punch went down, this guy would not be able to stand it, and he would fly out in embarrassment, but now, he seemed to have encountered an iron wall, and his opponent did not move.

Moreover, from the opponent's fist, there was a terrifying force, which easily tore apart his power, and then like a landslide and tsunami, it surged madly.

He gritted his teeth, his face gradually turned red, and after a while, he snorted, couldn't hold on any longer, and was shocked and flew out.

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After landing, he took more than ten steps back, and only then did he barely stabilize his figure, and his appearance was a little embarrassed.

Seeing this, everyone in the Quartet was stunned, and their faces were stunned.

How so?

Shouldn't it be the one surnamed Tang who was blown away by a punch, how can it be reversed now?

Fighting for the flesh, Yan Nanfei can't fight for a kid from the nether?

"What a holy son, but that's it!"

Tang Hao flicked his wrist and sneered.

"You ......"

Yan Nan Feiden was annoyed and angry, and reprimanded, "This punch just now doesn't count, it's my carelessness! Eat me again!"

He let out a loud shout and rushed again, slamming into the punch.

Tang Hao clenched his fists and went away.

Boom!

Another loud bang.

The two clashed again, their fists slammed, their momentum collided, and the boundless brilliance exploded.

Immediately after, there was a muffled grunt.

Just as everyone was looking at them in horror, the Holy Son of the Yan Clan flew out upside down again and landed in embarrassment.

"Lost again!"

"What's going on?"

The crowd shouted with astonishment.

Fang Cai's punch can be said to be careless, but what about this punch? Could it be that Yan Nanfei was careless again?

I'm afraid this is unreasonable!

"The surname is Yan, don't let the water go!"

"The surname Yan, you can't do it!"

There was a chorus of boos from the crowd.

After Yan Nanfei stabilized his figure, he was stunned for a moment, and then, his face turned red, revealing a look of hideousness and shame.

He is the holy son of the Yan clan, is he not as good as an ant from the nether?

He raised his head to the sky and roared angrily, frantically urging qi and blood, and the purple divine armor on his body was even greater, and a strange beast phantom rushed out, looking up to the sky and roaring.

The momentum on his body skyrocketed, and he continued to climb, and the moment he reached the peak, he stomped on the soles of his feet, rushed out again, gathered the strength of his whole body, and blasted out a punch.

Tang Hao's face was still as usual, and he threw a punch as before.

Boom!

The two fists shook each other for the third time.

A muffled snort!

It was still Yan Nanfei, although he used all his strength with this punch, but he lost faster and more completely, and he was blasted out in the blink of an eye, and his mouth was even more whimpering, spurting blood.

It was only after falling out of dozens of feet that he hit the ground heavily.

The square was silent, and the falling needles could be heard.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

Three punches!

That Yan Nanfei still lost, losing more than one punch, and looking at his opponent, he was still so calm and relaxed, and it was clear that he hadn't used all his strength yet.

"This guy's physical ...... How can it be so strong?"

Everyone was a little shocked.

That Yan Nanfei is a natural divine pupil, and in his physical body, he may not be as good as those holy sons who were born with divine bones, but he has a dragon bone embedded in his body, and his physical body is not weak among all the holy sons, how could he lose so badly?

"Do you mean...... That guy is a natural god bone?"

Someone speculated.

In the Nether, although there are few innate saints, it is not nothing, and in the previous blood source canon, there were also several crossings, this guy must have a natural god bone, so the physical body is so strong.

"You, that's all you have to do!"

Tang Hao paced over, staring at the Yan Clan's Holy Son with contempt.

Yan Nanfei gritted his teeth, and his face turned blue.

"It's me who underestimated the enemy, I didn't expect you to be so strong physically! But don't be complacent, in terms of real strength, you are not my opponent!"

He raised his hand and wiped the corners of his mouth, and a ruthless look appeared on his face.

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