The strongest in the world: starting from picking up Feng Baobao

Chapter 15 Invitation to Nether Palace

"Awei's Eighteen Postures of Guanyin and Lotus!"

Taking advantage of the man in white robe not paying attention, Feng Baobao jumped into the air.

She concentrated all her strength on her lower body, and fell towards the white-robed man.

The acceleration during the fall and the force concentrated on the lower body produce super powerful destructive power.

Making this an almost invulnerable hit.

The white-robed man could only watch helplessly as Feng Baobao fell onto him.

But it is inevitable.

Despite wearing a mask.

I can still vaguely feel the panic emanating from him.

Only then did he finally recall those unforgettable words.

"Sao Nian, have you ever seen a movement technique falling from the sky?"

"Crack-"

The sound of bone cracking sounded, and the ribs on the chest of the white-robed man broke in response.

"Boom" sound.

The impact of the fall splashed smoke and dust all over the sky.

The earth and rocks on the ground exploded, forming a deep pit the size of a human.

"Cough cough..."

"Is this guy a human cannonball?"

"I almost fucking thought I was going to die..."

The white robe climbed up from the deep pit with difficulty.

Gravel and dirt fell from his body.

At this moment, he was disheveled and looked very embarrassed.

A broken rib in the front of his chest caused him to have difficulty breathing.

Every breath brought excruciating pain.

But that's not the most important thing.

A broken rib appeared to have pierced his lung.

Blood pools in the lungs.

Every time he coughed, a small amount of blood would come out.

Wipe away the blood that trickled down to his chin with his hands.

The body just stood firm.

A violent blow came again.

"Dragon Diamond of Awei's Eighteen Forms!"

There was no trace of emotion revealed in the ethereal voice.

It was a blow of indifference.

Feng Baobao's palms were pointed, as swift as a ferocious poisonous snake.

"Wait...wait a minute..."

Before he finished speaking, the tip of his palm had already poked the white-robed man's weak spot.

He hunched over like a boiled shrimp and was knocked into the air.

Under the double blow, the ribs have been shattered to pieces.

If it was an ordinary person, he might already be dead at this moment.

But the vitality of the white-robed man is as tenacious as Xiaoqiang.

As soon as he fell to the ground, he trembled again and stood up unsteadily.

"As expected of a heaven-level captain, he was almost knocked out, and his vitality is still so tenacious."

Chen Sheng, who was watching the battle not far away, commented aloud.

"That guy is very resistant to beatings, even if he takes a few more attacks, he will be fine."

A piercing voice suddenly sounded from his ears.

Chen Sheng turned his head and looked, with a surprised expression on his face: "Aren't you two in the same group? Why did you come here to watch a play..."

Fan Wujiu clasped his hands in front of his chest, completely looking like watching the excitement is not a big deal.

He said quite proudly: "Who said I didn't help? Isn't this training him to resist beatings?"

Chen Sheng has black lines all over his head.

I'm afraid these two guys are not prudes.

They are just like two live treasures...

He thought so in his heart.

at this time.

In the area where Feng Baobao and the white-robed man were fighting, some yelling and cursing could be vaguely heard...

"Your sister, Fan Wujiu, you are still in the mood to watch a play!"

"Hurry up and help..."

"Female... female hero, wait a minute..."

"Ah Wei's [-]th Style Old Han Cart!"

"Fan Wujiu's wo rough mud horse!!!"

With a "bang" sounded.

This time the man in white robe fell to the ground and never stood up again.

Now he is exhausted.

Where did the girl in front of her learn this weird move?

Although the name of the move is very strange, but the move is deadly.

Every trick leaves almost no space or leeway for people.

If it weren't for his tenacious vitality, he might have died long ago!
It had been a long time since he had seen such a powerful female master of Chinese martial arts.

So now he decided to lie on the ground and pretend to be dead.

This way you should not be attacked again...

But God did not wish.

Rusty footsteps sounded.

The white-robed man raised his head slowly.

After meeting Feng Baobao's cold gaze.

His whole body froze suddenly.

This crazy woman is going to die forever!

No way, he had no choice but to get up from the ground tremblingly, wanting to fight again.

"Whoosh" sound.

A tall figure stood between him and Feng Baobao.

Seeing the man in front of him, the man in white robe suddenly burst into tears.

He said excitedly: "Old Ba, I'm rough..."

Fan Wujiu raised his hand, and said coldly: "Xiao Qi, I'm going back to say thank you. We have business to do now."

Hearing this, the white-robed man patted the dust off his body, and stood up straight again.

The temperament became as ethereal and weird as before.

I saw someone standing in front of me.

Feng Baobao lowered his head to pick up the shovel that fell on the ground, as if he was about to slap it upwards.

But a sharp shout stopped her next move.

"Baby, come back quickly!"

Chen Sheng looked at Fan Wujiu and them vigilantly, and said with a serious face.

He didn't notice that Fan Wujiu disappeared from his side just now.

This person may be stronger than I imagined...

Thinking of this, Chen Sheng frowned even tighter.

And it seems that those two people should be attacking and defending each other, supporting each other.

Fan Wujiu is attacking.

The man in white robe is the guard.

That's why the white-robed man's body is so resistant to beating.

Therefore, the baby must not be allowed to face the two of them at once.

After Feng Baobao returned, Chen Sheng said coldly: "Tell me, what is the purpose of you two coming here at night!"

"Ho ho ho..."

The weird sneer echoed in the silent street, which seemed particularly terrifying.

Fan Wujiu lifted the grimace mask, and said slowly: "It seems that we are not very popular, isn't it good for everyone to coexist peacefully? Say yes, Captain Chen Sheng."

"Peaceful coexistence?" Chen Sheng snorted coldly, scanned the messy surroundings and said, "Is this what you call peaceful coexistence?"

"Things turned out like this is not what you and I wanted." Fan Wujiu opened his hands and said helplessly.

On the streets at this moment, there are traces left after the battle everywhere.

Telephone poles broken in two, potholed concrete roads, and cracked walls.

It was as violent as a tornado passing through.

Can't continue to fight here.

The people who live here are common people.

If the stalemate continues, innocent people may be hurt.

A decision must be made before the situation escalates.

Chen Sheng made a decision in an instant.

He frowned and said coldly: "Bastard, if you have anything to say, hurry up. Do you know that it is because of you that this place has suffered such great damage! I don't have time to continue playing with you!"

Under the moonlight, the grimace mask Fan Wujiu wore was even more weird.

He slowly opened his hand, and a muffled and piercing voice came from the mask: "Captain Chen Sheng, the soul arrester of the Nether Palace sincerely invites you to join."

"what?"

"The Nether Palace has been working hard to absorb the abandoned children of the 'God-making' who are wandering outside. And you are our next target."

"Why do you think I will join you?"

"Money, power, strength. As long as it is what you want, our Nether Temple can provide it for you. Soon the entire stem area will be destroyed by endless beast tides. It is the best choice for you to join us now. "

"What do I want? Including your dog's head?" Chen Sheng snorted coldly.

"Ho ho ho... Captain Chen Sheng, this joke you made is not funny at all." Fan Wujiu said with a strange laugh.

Then he changed the subject and said seriously: "Then what if the Nether Palace can share the secret about the 'Holy Relic' with you?"

(End of this chapter)