"I'll give you one last chance, if you still can't cut my nails this time, you can die. Xu Feng said lightly, already a little impatient.

"You're pushing me!"

Miyamoto Kenshin held the sword in both hands, slowly closed his eyes, and suddenly opened them the next second.

The moment his eyes opened, the kimono on Miyamoto Kenshin's body exploded, revealing strong muscles.

The fair skin quickly turned from white to red at this moment, from red to black, and turned into a blue and black color all over the body, and the green tendons on both arms burst out, winding like a dragon.

The appearance of the whole person is simply like the ghosts and monsters in Japanese myths and legends descending to the world, hideous and terrifying, bloody and ferocious.

The momentum on his body suddenly exceeded the limit of the Digang realm, and his feet stood in the air like a Tiangang Martial Immortal.

"Step into Tiangang! What a terrifying secret method, it can break the barriers of heaven and earth in an instant, and enter the realm of Tiangang with the body of Earth Gang!"

Rao couldn't help but marvel at Youyao.

And, the two Digang slaves standing beside Miyamoto Kenshin were trembling uncontrollably at this time, and knelt on the ground, their eyes full of fear, and they were terrified to the extreme.

"I didn't expect that the younger generation of you Huaguo would be able to force me to such a point. When you die, I will engrave the name 'Xu Feng' on the knife of this spring rain, and use your life to condense my glory!"

Miyamoto Kenshin's side of the sword body revealed dense complex lines, and there were names on it, all of which were the names of the strong men who died under his sword.

"Now, you can go to ......"

Boom!

A slam fell abruptly, directly interrupting Miyamoto Kenshin's words, and slapping him all under the ground.

The audience looked sideways, and countless people widened their eyes and couldn't help but swallow their saliva.

The number one demon king in Huaguo has finally made a move.

Crash!

Gravel and dirt spilled down, and a figure burst out, it was Miyamoto Kenshin, who was ragged and tattered, like a beggar living on the street.

"You—How dare you ......"

Boom!

Another mountain mark exploded and pressed down, Xu Feng didn't bother to answer at all, and the shot was to knock him deep underground.

"Who are you, who are you? There should be no ...... in China."

When Miyamoto Kenshin crawled out for the second time, he was already covered in scars and blood-colored cracks.

Boom!

However, what Xu Feng answered him was the third mountain mark, which was so powerful that it was like a giant mountain toppling over, and it was fiercely pressed.

This time, Miyamoto Kenshin used both hands and feet, and he reluctantly crawled out.

The bones of the whole body were torn, the internal organs were shattered, and the whole person seemed to crawl out of the pile of corpses.

"Why...... Ahem...... Why are you so powerful? No, the world...... Ahem...... There shouldn't be people like you!"

Miyamoto Kenshin's face was covered with blood, and he coughed violently every time he spoke, and purple-black bruises continued to overflow.

In the stands, thousands of Chinese warriors, seeing this scene, actually felt pity one by one, and began to sympathize with Miyamoto Kenshin.

Let him be peerless, let him be amazing, but when he meets Xu Feng, the great demon king, everything becomes empty talk.

From Gu Jiuzhong to Qin Wentian, and then to Gu Hong, three generations of hidden dragons were defeated by him.

Today's Miyamoto Kenshin, known as Japan's first day pride, was also beaten by him and had no power to fight back.

It seems that he is above all the rules, what is rare in a hundred years, what is rare in a thousand years, what is the first in China, what is the first in Japan, in front of Xu Feng, all of them have become local chickens and dogs, and they are vulnerable.

At this moment, many people's moods were the same as Miyamoto Kenshin's, and they all wanted to know why Xu Feng was so powerful.

"Do you want to know why I'm so powerful?" Xu Feng asked indifferently.

Miyamoto Kenshin nodded heavily, with a look of earnestness and anticipation.

"Okay, I'll tell you, why I, Xu Feng, can sweep the world and torture and kill all Tianjiao!"

Hearing this, everyone's eyes widened, held their breath, concentrated, and raised their attention to a limit, for fear that they would miss a single sentence or word.

"Please tell me!"

Miyamoto Kenshin knelt on his knees, and directly bowed to Xu Feng to sit down, begging in a sincere tone.

"That's because ......"

Everyone pricked up their ears.

"I've used less than one percent of my strength!"

Xu Feng said casually.

Burst!

When Miyamoto Kenshin opened his mouth, a ball of blood spurted out, and the whole person's face suddenly turned as white as paper.

Many people in the stands were so frightened that they fell to the ground, their faces full of shock, and they even wondered if they had heard it wrong.

Less than one percent of the strength?

Just because he used less than one percent of his strength, he was able to beat Miyamoto Kenshin, who was comparable to Tiangang Martial Immortal, into such a miserable appearance?

Is he talking in his sleep?

He's crazy!

"Mr. Xu, you are indeed stronger than me, far better than any previous enemy. But please don't use such words to humiliate me!" Miyamoto Kenshin said with a look of resentment.

A Digang servant said angrily: "Huaguoren, you are too arrogant, right? With less than one percent of your strength, do you think you are a martial arts myth?"

Even You Xiaoyao, who was standing in the camp of Huaguo, shook his head and said, "Miyamoto Kenshin's strength is no longer weaker than any martial immortal in the early stage of Tiangang. And even if it is a great immortal at the peak of Tiangang like me, if you count the strength, at most it is about ten times that of Miyamoto Kenshin. ”

"Xu Feng said that he had used less than one percent of his strength just now, could it be that his strength could still be more than ten times that of mine? ”

Xu Feng's gaze slowly swept over everyone in the audience, looking at their suspicious gazes, and suddenly said, "You don't all think I'm lying, right?"

"That's nature! In the world, how can there be a hundred times stronger than the Tiangang Martial Immortal, even if it is a hundred-step myth, it is impossible to do it. ”

"Yes, we call you 'Xu Shenren', that is respect, but it doesn't mean that you can think that you are a martial arts myth, but you can be a hundred times the combat power of the immortals. ”

"You said that you defeated Miyamoto Kenshin just now and only used less than one percent of your strength, so please use all your strength and let us see how powerful the real you can be?"

Questioning voices sounded, all doubting Xu Feng's strength.

In their opinion, Xu Feng's strength is at most above the peak of Tiangang, and supporting death is a half-step myth.

However, to say that it is a hundred times that of Tiangang Martial Immortal, it is too exaggerated.

In the fight to the death, as long as the strength is higher than one percent, the winner can almost be decided, and the strength is three percent higher, and it is absolutely easy to crush the opponent.