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The instant the Dragon Mark disappeared, the Brother Pang's temperament suddenly changed. His two gloomy and cold eyes turned red, his hair stood on end, and his legs bulged out of thin air. Like a strong gust of wind passing through from below, it caused a muffled explosion in the surrounding space.

"This, this is?"

Everyone with their big mouths had never seen such a weird scene before, they immediately retreated a few steps in shock, all of their eyes were round as they stared straight at Brother Pang.

"Ha, Wang Xiaoyu, how is it, are you afraid? "I'll give you a chance, kneel down and kowtow a few times to laozi. Maybe laozi will consider leaving you with an intact corpse."

Brother Pang did not care about the blood on the right side of his face. His eyes that were like the eyes of the god of death stared straight at Wang Xiaoyu, as he emitted a hoarse voice that sounded like it came from a wild beast mixed together with a human body.

In regards to this, Wang Xiaoyu only smiled slightly, and said: "Is this your most powerful move?"

"That's right, I spent 15 years learning this move from a master Gutai's fist in Thailand. How about it, are you scared?"

Brother Pang saw that Wang Xiaoyu was still calm and collected, and felt that he was being looked down upon seriously.

"Afraid? I thought you had some tricks up your sleeves, but you just brought out this one. It's not even worth looking at, so why are you afraid? "

Wang Xiaoyu said.

"You … "You're courting death!"

This time, Brother Pang was completely enraged. He had thought that after he used this move, Wang Xiaoyu would at least reveal a terrified expression, but the result was that not only was the other party not afraid, he had a look of despise for this move.

How could he not be angry? How could he not be angry?

One must know that this move was specially made by him to go to Thailand, climbed who knows how many mountains, and finally found a Gutai's fist Master in a forest deep in the mountains. After going through countless hardships, in the end, he was finally able to learn this ultimate move.

This move was named: "Gutai's fist. Azalon. "Bloodthirsty Rage!"

It had been lost for a long time in the Gutai's fist of Thailand, but it was also a powerful ultimate move.

The principle was to apply Thai secret poison to the skin of the body. After the blood was extracted and dissolved, the poison would be able to merge with the body.

It could be said that once this move was released, the user's speed, agility, and strength would be greatly enhanced. Furthermore, because the sensory nerve would be paralyzed, the user would no longer be afraid of pain.

It could be said that this was a type of offensive technique. Unless it was absolutely necessary, ordinary people would not be willing to use this technique.

"Tai!"

Brother Pang shouted loudly, a voice much louder than before, causing the people with mouths to tremble, they all quickly retreated in shock.

"Brat, it seems like we have nothing to talk about. So, go die!"

"Gutai's fist. Azalon. Bloodthirsty Rage, open the Vajra Barrier! "

Brother Pang pressed his right foot against the ground, the Qi released by his entire body actually bounced off the air, causing Wang Xiaoyu to feel a cold wind blowing towards him.

"Could it be?" This is the Vajra Barrier that was added after the Bloodthirsty Rage? "

With this thought in mind, Wang Xiaoyu suddenly clenched his hands, which were behind him. Two light red demonic lights flashed on his fists, and quickly wrapped around his body.

"Let me see just how powerful this reinforced Vajra Barrier of yours is!"

Wang Xiaoyu bellowed, his fists striking towards Brother Pang!

"Come at me! This old man will make you accept your death wholeheartedly! "

Facing Wang Xiaoyu's two punches, the Brother Pang laughed wickedly. Under the effect of the King Kong Barrier, he also swiftly threw two punches, which contained a majestic might and rushed towards Wang Xiaoyu's two punches.

"Bam!"

The four fists collided, and a burst of dull sound exploded out. Wang Xiaoyu's figure shook slightly, and he was immediately pushed three steps back.

"Impossible!" Impossible! "Impossible!"

Others might not be able to understand the power of his two fists, but he himself was very clear about this. In the past, when he was not supported by Blood Thirst Fury Fire, he had killed a fierce tiger with two punches, breaking its skull and bursting its head.

It could be said that even if his fists were to strike against the steel plate, it would still be able to indent it by a few centimeters.

But, such a pair of fists, was actually blocked by Wang Xiaoyu, and looking at him, he was not even slightly injured, and was even slightly stronger than his, this, made Brother Pang extremely surprised.

It had to be known, his two punches had been strengthened through Blood Thirst Fury, and did not do anything. He only threw out two punches, and managed to push him back three steps.

It was simply … The Brother Pang felt like hitting the wall.

Of course, Wang Xiaoyu was not too clear about what the Brother Pang was thinking. After stabilizing his body, he could only faintly feel his fist, and muttered to himself: "Made, I didn't expect that not even two punches were able to kill him. It seems like adding on the Golden Bell Barrier filled with bloodthirsty and berserk rage, it's still a bit possible."

"Hm, looks like I still have to use my full strength."

When Brother Pang heard this, he reckoned that he would die on the spot from looking for tofu. Damn it, he had spent 15 years of time traversing the countless mountains and rivers of Thailand and went through countless of hardships to learn these two punches. Even with Wang Xiaoyu here, he did not manage to force him to use his full strength.

"This …" "Hey, what insolence, what angry Golden Bell Cover? It seems like you still have two tricks up your sleeve, to be able to block the power of my eighth layer of strength!"

Wang Xiaoyu blew his fist gently, as if there was some kind of dust on it.

"What?" Eight levels of strength! "

Hearing this, not only was the opposing Brother Pang stunned, even the people with big mouths behind Wang Xiaoyu were also stunned.

"Eight, eight levels of strength is enough to push Brother Pang back three steps!"

The big mouth could not help but mutter to itself.

"Brother Yu is indeed Brother Yu, he's unimaginably strong!"

A little brother said in a daze.

"Looks like, in the end, Brother Pang is still trash. In the end, he will lose to my Brother Yu!"

The other younger brother sighed.

"It's good that I was smart and abandoned the darkness in time. Otherwise, I would probably be done here today!"

Some of his lackeys who escaped from the knife-scarred ghost said while rubbing his frightened little heart.

Brother Pang was standing there by himself, and the words of his subordinates were all heard by him, causing his expression to become extremely ugly.

"I didn't expect that the other side only used eight levels of strength from those two punches. If he used ten levels, then wouldn't I …"

When Brother Pang thought about this, he immediately regretted that he had come to take revenge.

"Looks like I have to go all out as well! [This move will paralyze him for the rest of his life, but I vow to drag him down to hell!]

Brother Pang struggled in his heart. He was unwilling to use his last resort, but the situation had forced him to.

Wang Xiaoyu saw that the Brother Pang was hesitating and smiled: "I say, is that all you've got? You can only force me to use the power of eight levels? "

"Hehe, if that's all you can do, then, sorry, I might kick you to death!"

Hearing that, Brother Pang's face darkened. He gritted his teeth in hatred and shouted: "I'll tell you, don't be too proud!"

"Hmm?"

Hearing him say that, Wang Xiaoyu immediately became interested, and happily crossed his arms, looking at him while giggling.