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As the sturdy man walked closer, Wang Xiaoyu felt the ground beneath his feet shake, even the nearby small pebbles couldn't help but jump, escaping the ground by at least half a centimeter.

"Phew!" "How solid must it be to be able to shake the heavens and earth with every step?!"

Even with Wang Xiaoyu's Foundation Stage of Demonic Cultivator, he had no choice but to view the robust man with much higher regard, and doubt grew in his heart.

He did not remember that amongst the people he knew, there was a strong man of such a scale. The only one he had only met A Biao once, was now dead.

As Wang Xiaoyu was pondering, the robust man also stopped seven or eight meters away from him.

Instantly, he felt his vision darken, as if someone had suddenly switched off the incandescent light. Following which, a projection that was strong enough to envelop three of his figures completely enveloped him!

It was similar to 'blotting out the sky and blotting out the sun'.

Earthquake Like

In that situation, if it was Wang Xiaoyu who was not possessed by the Fat Cat Demon Sovereign, he would probably be like the man and woman behind him, and would have fainted from fear long ago.

However, Wang Xiaoyu was different from the past. As the first brother of the fourth street, a cultivator at the Foundation Establishment Stage, a billionaire, and a carrier of the Demonic Lord, regardless of whether it was physical strength or financial standing, he was undoubtedly not extremely strong.

"Wang Xiaoyu, you are late for your challenge!"

After the brawny man stopped, he wrapped his arms around the small mountain and said in a dissatisfied tone.

"Late?"

Wang Xiaoyu subconsciously raised his head to look at his watch. The hour hand and minute hand were pointing to 12: 30, half an hour late.

"Made, I came today just to give you face, and you f * cking think I'm late. Tell me, who are you!"

Towards this strong man's dissatisfaction, Wang Xiaoyu directly returned back to him, thinking: I don't even know what you look like, if I wasn't worried about my parents back home and wanted to completely remove your hidden danger, I wouldn't even have come here.

"Spring onion? Haha, Wang Xiaoyu, do you think that just because you killed Qu Diqiu and the other three, you think that you are the biggest? "I'm telling you, I came here to clean you up!"

Not only was he not angry, he started laughing out loud. His huge body and projection continued to shake amidst his laughter.

Hearing that the sturdy man mentioned Qu Diqiu and the others, Wang Xiaoyu thought, since the man knew that he killed Qu Diqiu and the other two, then he should know that he was powerful, why would he still dare to provoke him?

Thinking about that, Wang Xiaoyu's eyes narrowed, and he could not help but ask: "Speak, who the hell are you? Why do you still dare to challenge me even though you know that I killed the Three Spicy Chicken? "

Hearing that, the sturdy man laughed out loud, he then pointed his finger at Wang Xiaoyu and said: If you do not get rid of the Three Spicy Chicken, I, Meng Shi will come and find you?

"Hmm? Meng Shi? I've never heard of it! "

Wang Xiaoyu was a little doubtful. In his impression, there was no such thing as Meng Shi, and from the tone of the voice of the other party, it seemed that it was only after he had killed Qu Diqiu and the others that he could call him that.

"Could he be here for revenge?"

Wang Xiaoyu thought in his heart, and said: "You are definitely an Asura of the Black Fist, if I were to avenge them, even ten of you might not be enough for me to watch. Big fellow, I advise you to kneel down and kowtow to this daddy, otherwise, I might not leave you with your corpse intact!"

He really could not understand, if the sturdy man who called himself Meng Shi was not here for revenge, why would he look for him for no reason?

Could it be that he had nothing to do after eating his fill?

"Humph, what dogshit Asura's fist? How could those people from Asura's fist and Asura's fist compare to me?"

When Meng Shi heard him say that he was Black Fist Asura, his face immediately revealed a look of disdain, and when he heard Wang Xiaoyu say that he was not even qualified enough for ten of them, he was so angry that fire almost ignited in his eyes.

In the end, when Wang Xiaoyu made him kneel down and kowtow to leave all his corpse, he could no longer hold himself back, he suddenly took a step forward and said angrily: "Wang Xiaoyu, I'll tell you, among the people I invited, only one died!"

Hearing that, Wang Xiaoyu was startled, and muttered: "Challenge madman? What the hell? "

"Ah, ah, ah, boy, you haven't even heard of your father's name. It seems like your father will consider destroying your entire family after killing you!"

When Meng Shi heard that Wang Xiaoyu had never even heard of Battlefield madmen, he immediately felt that he had lost a lot of face.

He had roamed the underground world of Mountain City for more than ten years, but ever since he had set foot on this path, he had never joined any organizations or sects. He had lived his entire life by himself, and it was with the pleasure of constantly fighting strong people and defeating strong people as his pleasure.

It could be said that in the Mountain City's underground world, as long as there was a little bit of strength, everyone would know of his famous name, Meng Shi!

Many Rankers would rather live their whole lives low-key than to show off and attract Meng Shi's attention.

After all, since the day Meng Shi stepped down the dao, he had been defeated by almost all of the experts he had challenged.

"Motherf * cker, you're courting death!"

When Wang Xiaoyu heard that Meng Shi wanted to destroy his entire family, the anger he was holding in burned even more fiercely. He bent down slightly, his right leg fiercely stomped on the ground, and his entire body shot towards Meng Shi like an arrow that had left the Profound.

"Hmm? Have you come? "

Meng Shi was surprised for a moment, then his eyes focused and his mouth formed an exaggerated size. His entire face immediately became excited, as if Wang Xiaoyu's angry rush over made him very happy.

He bent his body slightly, forcefully pressing his body down to the same height as Wang Xiaoyu, and stared fixedly at Wang Xiaoyu's figure that was quickly moving, maintaining a straight line with him from beginning to end!

The distance between the two was not even ten meters, and Wang Xiaoyu had already arrived in the blink of an eye. His right fist flashed with a faint red light, and demonic energy quickly covered his entire fist as he shouted: "Thirty-six fat cat Styles, first style: Sky Strike!"

"Come at me!"

Meng Shi shouted in excitement. He could feel an unparalleled strength from Wang Xiaoyu's punch!

His right hand slowly stretched out and clenched into a fist. The moment Wang Xiaoyu's Sky Strike arrived, his right fist suddenly accelerated, and was at least ten times faster than before.

He quickly attacked and shouted: "Crash! King Kong Fist. "First Blow!"

"Weng …!"

Meng Shi's right fist shot out like a cannonball, unexpectedly causing a weak buzzing sound in the air.

"Boom!"

The big and small fists arrived with a loud bang. Wang Xiaoyu felt as if his punch that was filled with demonic power had smashed onto a steel plate!

It actually did not move the slightest bit.

"Hmm?"

Wang Xiaoyu was startled, he quickly retreated a few steps, and his face became gloomy for the first time.

If he remembered correctly, ever since he had used the Sky Strike, there had been no one capable of blocking his attack. Unexpectedly, not only did Meng Shi receive his attack today, but from the looks of it, he did not seem to be injured!