"court death?"

Tang Xiaobao waved his fingers: "NO, NO, NO, I haven't lived enough!"

"It seems that you don't accept my toast and you have to drink the penalty!"

The Eighteenth Prince said.

Tang Xiaobao laughed and said, "I really don't like being toasted. Oh, there's a saying you've heard: Strong liquor is good, but don't drink too much!"

What a bunch of nonsense! The Eighteenth Prince was so angry that his face turned green.

A mere fifth-rank Golden Immortal is so arrogant. Isn't this courting death?

"Okay, you want to die, right? I'll help you!"

The eighteenth prince approached Tang Xiaobao.

The old man stepped back behind him.

One punch!

The Eighteenth Prince's momentum is rapidly increasing.

Everyone present couldn't help but step back.

The pressure made it difficult for everyone to breathe.

With one punch, it was like the whole world was crashing down on him.

Tang Xiaobao was solemn.

He laughed out loud, but in his heart, there was no contempt at all.

After all, he was only a fifth-rank Golden Immortal.

But the other party is a third-rate immortal.

This gap is quite big.

But he still wanted to give it a try.

Look at how big the gap is.

Therefore, he did not retreat, nor did he take any hot weapons, but just punched out.

In mid-air, two fists collided rapidly.

With a loud bang.

The ground between them collapsed.

Forming a huge pit.

The Eighteenth Prince's expression changed slightly, and he actually felt a little sore in his arm.

It can be seen how powerful Tang Xiaobao's punch is.

He is just a fifth-rank Golden Immortal, how could he be so powerful?

But the next moment, Tang Xiaobao flew out like a kite with a broken string, and a blood mist spurted out in the air.

Only then did the Eighteenth Prince feel a little calmer.

Humph, you are overestimating yourself!

The young master jumped up and tried to catch Tang Xiaobao, but failed.

Tang Xiaobao fell heavily to the ground.

boom!

Another big hole formed on the ground.

Smoke and dust rose up.

The Eighteenth Prince's punch was indeed extremely powerful.

Tang Xiaobao is dead.

Everyone thinks so.

The little princess sat down on the edge of the pit, tears streaming down her face.

She didn't expect that Tang Xiaobao could actually withstand the fist of the Eighteenth Prince with his bare hands.

She thought that Tang Xiaobao would still use his own magic weapon.

However, everything happened too fast and she was too late to stop it.

It's over. It's all over.

Suddenly, she was overcome with grief and burst into tears.

"I told you, no one can protect him."

The Eighteenth Prince said arrogantly: "Ants are ants!"

"Get lost! I hate you! I will always hate you! I don't have you as my royal brother anymore!"

The young master shouted loudly.

She was hysterical.

Her heart was in such a mess.

Before the Eighteenth Prince could say anything, suddenly, a figure rose into the sky from the big pit.

That was Tang Xiaobao.

This time, Tang Xiaobao took a weapon.

He was covered in blood, holding Zhang Xiaohua's hoe in his hand, which was shining with golden light. He was like a god of war descending from the sky, and smashed the hoe towards the eighteenth prince opposite him.

Just now, he almost died.

Normally, he's really dead.

But he had the energy of chaos, which could repair his wounds on his own, so he recovered after just a moment.

He was extremely surprised.

Finally made a try.

It turns out that the energy of chaos is really so awesome.

This is fucking immortal, so what is there to be afraid of? Just one word, do it!

The little princess was dumbfounded.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

Tang Xiaobao didn't look injured at all.

"Protect the prince."

The old man standing behind the eighteenth prince suddenly soared into the sky, and the black sword in his hand rushed towards the hoe.

Click!

The blade seems to be made of glass and shatters at the slightest touch.

The old man turned pale with fright.

The hoe continued to come forward and was not stopped at all.

The old man retreated like lightning, but a group of guards came forward to meet him.

Swords and knives came out together.

Vitality flying!

Bang bang bang bang!

A large group of guards rushed forward and finally stopped Tang Xiaobao. Even swords and knives fell on Tang Xiaobao's body, and blood spurted everywhere.

Tang Xiaobao fell out again.

But this time, he didn't fall to the ground.

When he landed, the bleeding stopped, and his face, which was originally pale, now became rosy.

Yes, he recovered.

On the other hand, the group of guards on the opposite side were in a miserable state.

The four were smashed into a bloody mist on the spot, their souls destroyed.

Five people were seriously injured and fell to the ground, dying.

The few people who were lucky enough not to be injured were now looking at Tang Xiaobao with horror, swallowing their saliva.

"Want to come again?"

Tang Xiaobao licked his lips and asked fiercely.

The Eighteenth Prince's heart trembled.

He never expected that Tang Xiaobao would be so tough.

A fifth-rank Golden Immortal is actually so powerful.

He was not sure at all.

Even, I feel a little scared.

No wonder the master takes it so seriously.

This guy is simply a monster.

Looking at the history of the continent, cross-border battles have happened before, and many geniuses or people with special physical conditions have been able to do it.

But someone like Tang Xiaobao, a fifth-rank Golden Immortal, managed to stun two people in the Immortal Realm.

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