Peerless War God

He only said coldly, "This slap of yours was meant to make you speak dirty words. You deserve it. However, if you are still unwilling to give up, don't blame me for being impolite."    

Xiaolong's words were clearly meant to make the other party back off in the face of difficulties. Seeing the situation clearly, it was a pity that the muscular man, who was furious, would not listen to him. Instead, he felt that Lil'Dino was deliberately mocking him and became even crazier.    

"You are too arrogant. Today, it is either you die or I live. I will kill you."    

The muscular man let out a furious roar, and numerous blood-colored runes lit up on his body. They condensed into the shape of demon beasts, and supported his body. It caused his aura to instantly rise explosively, and his strength also received an extremely strong strengthening.    

Then, the muscular man's right hand was covered with a layer of black metal armor. His aura was extraordinary, and he suddenly threw a punch at the little dragon. Three illusions of demon beasts of different shapes appeared behind the muscular man.    

"Good, good, good, good. What a powerful body cultivator. What a powerful fist technique."    

"With such qi and blood energy, I'm afraid that the power of this fist move is to shift mountains and fill seas. It seems like this brat who came from nowhere is going to suffer a great loss."    

When the people around him saw this scene, they all shouted out loudly. Some started cheering for the muscular man, causing him to regain his confidence in an instant.    

"Go to hell, regret and despair for angering me, die." The muscular man roared and threw a punch.    

The little dragon stood motionless on the spot. Along with a series of fragmented sounds, a layer of blood crystal color surged up his right arm. Then, without much momentum, he also threw a punch.    

Smack!    

When the two fists collided, an extremely clear cracking sound could be heard. The originally confident and arrogant muscular man's expression instantly changed.    

His right fist went soft and collapsed, before it was transmitted to his right arm, which exploded into pieces of flesh that filled the sky. His right arm was directly shattered and completely crippled.    

"AH ~"    

The muscular man screamed miserably and was sent flying. He fell heavily into the water, and for a moment, it was unknown whether he was alive or dead.    

Silence.    

The silence was like a silent graveyard. Everyone's eyes were wide open and they did not make a single sound. They looked at this scene in horror, at the little dragon, and the right hand that he had used to attack.    

Some people even had their mouths wide open. Their mouths were big enough to fit a hundred eggs. They looked at this scene in disbelief. It was too surprising and horrifying. Before this, no one had thought that the muscular man would be defeated so thoroughly and so quickly. So miserable, so embarrassing, and he didn't even have the chance to fight back.    

If not for the fact that Xiaolong did not have the aura of a Tribulation Transcender on him, everyone would have thought that he was a Tribulation Transcender.    

Without a doubt, the respect and worship for experts had always come from the bottom of one's heart and soul. It scared everyone present so much that they subconsciously shut their mouths, not daring to say another word.    

For experts with such terrifying strength, it was only natural for them to cut the queue, and no one dared to object.    

Such a strong impact caused even the middle-aged cultivator who was in charge of collecting fees to squint his eyes. He realized that this guy in front of him was definitely an even stronger body cultivator, even if it was him with that punch just now. He definitely wouldn't dare to meet him head on.    

It was also because the muscular man, this idiot, had a fever in his head for a moment and was currently in a fit of rage that he dared to directly touch the fist. Now, his right arm was completely shattered.    

Even if his right arm was repaired in the future, he would at least lose half of his strength. He would suffer heavy losses. It was also his own fault that he did not have good eyesight and dared to provoke such a fiend.    

After doing all this, under everyone's shocked and fearful gazes, Xiaolong came before the middle-aged cultivator and said indifferently, "Now, no one is against me cutting the queue. I can enter the island now, right?"    

The middle-aged cultivator smiled slightly when he heard this, but he did not reveal too much hostility. After all, no matter where an expert was, they would always be respected. Although the other party's methods were indeed a bit powerful, the one who was injured was someone else. It wasn't him, so he naturally couldn't be bothered to make a fuss about it.    

However, powerhouses were usually rich. With such a rich person in front of him, how could he let him off so easily?    

The middle-aged cultivator chuckled and said, "It's not impossible for you to cut the queue, but you have to pay more?"    

"Add money?" After saying this, Xiao Long's face immediately darkened. Like the sea of the abyss, it revealed danger and coldly said, "Add money? How much do I need to add? My fist has become hard again. My hands are itching again. Why don't you try it too? "    

As he spoke, he shook his fist. There seemed to be some blood stains on his fist, which had just broken the arm of the muscular man. In the eyes of the middle-aged cultivator, this was a blatant threat.    

When the guards on the left and right saw this, their expressions immediately changed. They were about to surround him when the atmosphere between the two parties became even more tense, as if they were ready to fight.    

Xiao Long and the middle-aged cultivator kept looking at each other. Their eyes were filled with sparks, and they were fiercely fighting, as if two super experts were fighting with their minds.    

A battle without any smoke was crazily going on between the two of them. Neither of them was willing to show any weakness.    

However, in the end, there was a winner and loser. The middle-aged cultivator made a concession. His tensed expression loosened a little and he forced a smile. He said, "Ten thousand, ten thousand Divine Origin Stones will let you enter the island."    

When Xiaolong heard this, he knew that this price was already considered very fair. He did not waste any time and directly threw out a money bag and said, "We have a total of six people. Here are sixty thousand divine origin stones. You can count them."    

"Six people?" The middle-aged cultivator said in shock as he counted the divine essence stones.    

Once the matter was settled, the little dragon immediately sent a sound transmission to Chen Xiao. Only then did Chen Xiao bring Yue Yao and the three people he saved to the entrance.    

Seeing this scene, the middle-aged cultivator immediately knew that he had suffered a huge loss. If he had known earlier, he would have asked for more money. He should have been able to get it. However, a slight movement from the little dragon soon dispelled the thought.    

The six of them stood at the entrance, but the little dragon was not the first one to stand. Instead, he gave the seat to Chen Xiao. This small movement was immediately noticed by the middle-aged cultivator. He had already guessed that the real leader of this group was Chen Xiao. It wasn't the little dragon who had just revealed his powerful strength and shocked everyone.    

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