Chapter XXXVII

"Xia Peng is one of the six geniuses in the younger generation of our Wangcheng refining realm who have reached the power of a dragon, and he is the one who has the most hope of becoming a god, but now he has been fighting with Xia Yu for a long time, which shows that Xia Yu's strength is strong, at least it is also above the power of a dragon. A man with Xia Peng, standing in the distance watching the battle between Xia Yu and Xia Peng, said, with a look of surprise on his face.

"I heard that Xia Yu was a fool before he was fifteen years old, and for some reason he suddenly got better, and his cultivation time was even shorter, but now it seems that his strength has reached the level of the six geniuses of Wang Cheng, what a monster. A woman next to her said.

"Hmph, what's the use of being strong, if he stays in Yucheng honestly, he may have a bright day, but now that he has come to Wangcheng, he is really self-defeating, Wangcheng is the territory of Xia Peng's grandson, and sooner or later it will not be a dead end. The other man said with a hideous face, obviously burning with jealousy in his chest.

"Sima Tong, what you said is not bad at all, Xia Yu thinks that he can be safe and sound in Wangcheng as Wang Sun, he is really naïve, if his strength is mediocre, he may be able to live in Wangcheng, but his strength is strong, which has already affected the strength pattern of the younger generation in Wangcheng, not only Xia Peng can't tolerate him, but the rest of the geniuses may not be able to tolerate him. Another woman next to her said.

"Nangong Qian, what you said is right, but have you forgotten that Xia Yu is also a royal grandson, will King Xia watch his grandson who is expected to become a god be killed, Xia Yu did not show his strength and talent before, King Xia may not care, but now Xia Yu shows his strength and talent in front of the world, but it is different, no one can kill him casually, otherwise he will wait to bear the wrath of King Xia. The woman who had spoken had spoken.

"Yao Qianxue, you are from a small family, there are too many things you don't know, some things can't be done on the surface, it doesn't mean that you can't do it secretly, it's too easy to want someone to disappear unnoticedly in this royal city. Nangong Qian said with a smile.

"Murong Chong, you come from a small family like me, what do you think?" Yao Qianxue looked at Murong Chong and asked.

Murong Chong smiled and said: "What you and Nangong Qian said makes sense, first of all, Xia Yu showed no less strength than Xia Peng in front of everyone, King Xia will definitely value Xia Yu's key cultivation, there is no doubt about this, but will other people see Xia Yu's growth? Obviously not, Xia Yu will definitely endure all kinds of secret means, as for whether he can survive or not, it depends on his own creation, I personally think that Xia Yu will definitely die." ”

"Xia Yu's death is certain, it's just a matter of time. There are too many people who want Xia Yu to die, such as ······" Sima Tong said with a sneer.

"Sima Tong, forget it if you want to die, don't implicate others. Sima Tong was halfway through his words when he was interrupted by Nangong Qian.

Sima Tong smiled awkwardly, he also knew that he had lost his words, and some things could not be done.

Yao Qianxue and Murong Chong glanced at each other, and they both understood that they were not talking, but looking at Xia Yu and Xia Peng who were fighting.

At this moment, the winner was also divided in the field, Xia Yu has been hiding his strength, maintaining a state of parity with Xia Peng, feeling bored after a long time, he also needs to show higher strength than Xia Peng, so that Xia Wang attaches more importance to himself, so that he will be safer, so no matter the speed and strength of the punch, he has added a force.

Xia Peng suddenly couldn't bear it, a shocked look appeared on his face, he didn't expect Xia Yu to hide his strength, he was punched in the chest by Xia Yu, flew out of the hall, and spit out a mouthful of blood while his body was still in the air, and with a "bang" sound, he fell heavily to the ground, splashing dust.

Xia Peng's defeat was beyond everyone's expectations, and the surroundings were suddenly silent and could be heard, especially Sima Tong, Nangong Qian, Yao Qianxue and Murong Chong's faces were even more exciting, all with a look of disbelief.

Xia Peng is the existence of the six top masters in the younger generation of Wang Cheng, and he is expected to become a god.

Xia Peng slowly stood up from the ground, his left hand covered his chest, his face was pale, the blood at the corner of his mouth was still flowing slowly, his face was hideous, and he stretched out a finger in his right hand and pointed at Xia Yu who walked out of Xingchen Ju and said: "Okay, you Xia Yu, you will die today, come and kill him." ”

Xia Yu looked at Xia Peng opposite, didn't care about Xia Peng's threat, and smiled in return, but at this moment, the air waves rolled in the air, and a figure flew out, appearing in front of Xia Yu like lightning, and slapped a palm straight to Xia Yu's heart.

Xia Yu's originally smiling face froze, this palm couldn't be avoided, and the strength of the person who came was too much higher than himself.

When this palm was still three inches away from Xia Yu's body, I saw a white light rising from Xia Yu's body, wrapping Xia Yu, and this palm was hitting the light curtain, with a "bang" sound.

The light curtain instantly appeared a crack in the Dao, dissipating into nothingness like a broken mirror.

Although the light curtain blocked most of the power of this palm, after a pause, this palm still hit Xia Yu's chest, and the sound of "click, click" bones breaking sounded.

Xia Yu's body flew high like a stone thrown into the air, and fell heavily to the ground, spurting out a mouthful of blood.

Like a ghost, the person who came appeared in front of Xia Yu in an instant, his eyes were cold, and his palm was raised high above his head, about to be smashed down.

"Stop. A voice came.

The visitor was slightly stunned, and slapped his palm off regardless of it.

"The thief is bold. The voice was close to my ears.

There was a "bang", and the smoke and dust filled the air.

After the smoke and dust cleared, he saw Xia Chengfeng appear by Xia Yu's side, and the person who attacked Xia Yu had long since disappeared.

"Sixth brother, sixth brother, is Xia Yu okay?"

Two men in their thirties dressed in fancy clothes walked up to Xia Chengfeng's side and asked.

Xia Chengfeng checked Xia Yu's injuries and said, "Fortunately, it's not a big problem, the seventh and eighth brothers don't have to worry." ”

Xia Yu saw Xia Chengfeng coming, a smile appeared on his face, and he passed out.

The seventh prince, Xia Chengyun, turned his head to look at Xia Peng on the other side, and asked: "Xia Peng, Xia Yu has obviously explained his identity, and you still let people do this, do you want to kill each other with the clan?"

The eighth prince, Xia Chengyu, also looked at Xia Peng with scrutinizing eyes, waiting for Xia Peng's answer.