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Chapter 837 Fist Intent!

"You!" The mid-level B-level cultivator of Zhou Jun's pupils shrank suddenly and his whole body trembled. He didn't expect that his companion would be killed instantly, and he didn't even have the ability to resist. In other words, the boy in front of him must be a B-level strongman, and he might be stronger than himself.

Damn it, Zhou Jun regretted it now where this guy came from. If he had known that he would not have come out to take this muddy water.

Originally, when he and Han Liang heard that someone was snatching 100,000 spirit stones here, they were tempted to take advantage of it. After all, according to their identity and strength, there should not be many people in the temporary camp to be their opponents. Wouldn't it be easy to grab these 100,000 spirit stones? It should be a perfect thing.

But I didn't expect that the man in front of me was so cruel that he killed his companion who was also a B-level strong man in an instant. Although Han Liang's skills were at the beginning of level B, he was in the middle of level B.

However, according to the unfathomable level of the boy in front of him, he may not be the opponent's opponent, so maybe it may be posted here today.

For a moment, Zhou Jun was in a dilemma and his face looked ugly.

"Oh my God, that B-level senior will be killed instantly. Is this my eyes blurred?"

"Damn it, that young man is also a B-level strongman. No wonder he was fearless and exposed a large number of spirit stones. With his strength, the people present were not his opponent at all."

"Sincene, this senior is really sinister. If he showed his strength as a B-level strongman at the beginning, there wouldn't be any stupid guy who dared to come forward to snatch him. He was asking us to die."

"His grandma, this world is too dangerous. Even such a senior expert is pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger. How can we live?"

"Fortunately, I didn't have enough self-support just now, so I didn't go forward to snatch it. Otherwise, according to the strength of this senior, even if I snatched 100,000 spirit stones, I would be instantly killed."

Seeing Tang Tianyou kill Han Liang in an instant, everyone couldn't help but take a breath of cold air. When they saw Tang Tianyou's eyes full of awe, it was like a mouse seeing a cat.

Such an unfathomable strong man is like a mountain lying across their hearts, and this huge and depressing aura will almost be crushed.

Some people were even more frightened. They seemed to have said a lot of bad things about this senior behind their backs. If he really cares about it, wouldn’t he have lost his life?!

"Are you the law enforcer here or the leader here?" Tang Tianyou kicked the so-called Han Liang's head, and his attitude was like being arrogant without anger. Every word and action made the people present stagnate.

He stared at Zhou Jun, as if he was examining something.

Zhou Jun felt uncomfortable all over his body, as if every cell was targeted by a ferocious beast, and if he moved a little, he would be hit like thunder.

"Brother, we may have had a misunderstanding just now. But now the misunderstanding has been resolved, so let's say goodbye for the time being." Zhou Jun forced a smile and wanted to leave immediately.

He felt that the pressure was too great to stand in front of this man.

"Misunderstanding? If I were not strong enough, I might be killed by you. Is this kind of thing also called a misunderstanding?" Tang Tianyou sneered and looked down upon.

Damn it, what kind of eyes are there? Is this despising yourself and mocking yourself as timid? Zhou Jun clearly saw what Tang Tianyou's eyes meant.

This made him feel angry. Since he was promoted to a B-level strongman, almost everyone he saw had awe-inspiring look, calling his senior respectfully. How could he have seen such eyes that he regards himself as an ant?!

If you despise me, you are just a B-level strongman like me. Why do you despise me like this?! What exactly do you rely on? Zhou Jun was so angry.

Although he admitted that his strength may not be the opponent of the man in front of him, it is not that simple for the man opposite to him to kill him.

If he really runs out with all his might, even a half-step A-level strongman might not be able to catch up with him, but the man in front of him looked down on him so much and did not take him seriously at all!

Zhou Ming said angrily: "Boy, don't be shameless. I'm talking to you in a whispering manner. That's respecting you and giving you face. If you dare to mess around again, don't blame me for being rude to you."

His tone was very angry and his eyes were staring at Tang Tianyou fiercely.

"You're welcome? Are you very polite just now?! Well, I won't tell you all this nonsense. Since you dared to stretch your claws to me just now, then you can stay here today."

As soon as he finished speaking, Tang Tianyou slapped Zhou Ming with a palm. His palm was so dull, as weak as a child fighting, and completely silent.

But in Zhou Ming's opinion, his face changed drastically in an instant. He felt as if a demon from outside was roaring, stretching out his palm, and was about to press himself to death on the ground.

He felt not only his body trembling, but his soul was trembling, as if he wanted to destroy his soul in the power of this palm.

"Fist intention, you actually mastered the fist intention!" Zhou Ming was extremely frightened and had hallucinations.

You should know that even among the B-level strong men, there are only a handful of people who can master the intention of fists, and they are basically half-step A-level big shots.

The only one who can truly grasp the intention of fists is the A-level strong man. Those kind of strong man found his own way, so every punch comes with his will! When he attacks you, it is not the person attacking you, but the will of heaven punishing you and forcing you to accept it.

This kind of attack will hit you not your body, but your spirit!

If your spirit is not strong enough, you can only be submerged in this kind of boxing spirit, be lost forever, and even your soul will be destroyed!

Zhou Ming had seen a similar invincible strong man who killed the enemy with one punch, but the enemy's body was not damaged at all, and even his fist did not touch his body, but he was killed!

"No, no!" Zhou Ming wanted to escape. He thought that with his own speed, even if he encountered any strong man, he would be confident that he could escape.

But when encountering a monster with boxing will not work at all, because boxing will simply be attacked on your soul ignoring the distance of space.

No matter how fast you are, can you be faster than your spirit?!

Bang!

"Ah!" Zhou Ming screamed, and he felt that his soul was being torn apart and devoured by countless evil ghosts, slowly being destroyed in the soul storm and being dragged into nothingness.

His body fell to the ground without any harm, but he stared at him and died without success!
Chapter completed!
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