But today, he had to use it.

Because he had a premonition that if he was hit by Tang Xiaobao's fist, his life might be in danger today.

Although this premonition was a bit absurd, he still chose to believe it.

He was very convinced of his own premonitions. In the past, it was because of this magical sixth sense that he escaped from the brink of death several times.

boom!

The fist finally hit the armor.

The armor, which was originally as black as ink, suddenly shone brightly at this moment.

The next moment, the fist mark became even dimmer, and the armor made a cracking sound, like the sound of glass breaking, and the entire armor was completely shattered.

Shi Wanxing's body fell straight backwards.

But he didn't fall too far, only about ten meters.

There was blood at the corner of his mouth; the punch had caused him minor injuries.

At the same time, the armor became dull and the chest area was completely crushed.

Just one punch destroyed his armor.

It even got him injured.

This scared Shi Wanxing a lot.

He stared at his chest stupidly, unable to believe his eyes.

And his mood was extremely angry.

Oh my God, this is his magic weapon for protection, and it’s destroyed.

But then, he felt a chill on his back and his heart was in a panic.

When did the eighth-rank Golden Immortal become so powerful?

Is this still a human being?

Who is this kid?

Why is it so powerful?

He looked up at Tang Xiaobao, with some fear in his eyes.

Tang Xiaobao also took two steps back, looking at him with a strange expression, and said, "Hey, you're quite capable, but you're still not dead!?"