As if suppressed by some special force.

"What!"

The strong man was stunned for a moment.

The next moment, the giant hammer had been smashed away.

The strong man's body also flew out.

He was amazed.

Ling Xiao is the eighth-level great sage and has attained the realm of Xiaocheng.

He is the most holy and perfect person.

How could it be so bad?

"Admit defeat, you are no match for me!"

Although this strong man is strong.

Comparable to flying.

But now he is much stronger than when he faced Zhan Fei.

What's more, this strong man has long been sapped of his fighting spirit by staying in a place like this all year round.

Even his martial arts skills have become unfamiliar.

It is completely normal to lose to him.

"Can't admit defeat, keep going!"

Hannibal sneered.

The strong man's face turned stern.

I had no choice but to take action again.

Picked up the giant hammer on the ground and killed it again.

Ling Xiao beat him back time and time again.

Injured!

After more than ten rounds.

The strong man finally fell to the ground motionless.

Although he is not dead, he has completely lost his combat effectiveness.

"No wonder he was sent here by A Luo Gu himself. This boy's strength should not be underestimated!"

Many people looked at Ling Xiao.

Amazed.

An eighth-level great saint almost completely suppresses the Holy Perfection.

This is really too strong.

"I've seen his soul age, it's fifty-five years old.

He actually has such a terrifying talent.

The future is limitless.

It’s a pity that once you enter here, the future will become a dream.”

Yanbo shook his head, it was a pity.

Wan Yanzhuo also had a look of surprise in his cold eyes: "If I were a human being, I would try my best to save him.

There is no hope here!"

Chengtian nodded, but smiled bitterly and said: "That being said, how is it possible? This is a hell of despair!

If you don’t despair, how can it be a hell of despair!”

"What a waste! Carry it down!"

Hannibal frowned, but did not let Ling Xiao go down.

Instead, he pointed at a person and said: "Tian Ji, go up and fight him!"

The person whose name was clicked was stunned.

He is a saint.

Although he is only a first-level saint.

But to fight against an eighth-level saint?

This is too funny.

"Hannibal, you must be sick.

Let a holy sage fight the great sage?

Why don't you just let him die?"

Yanbo cursed.

Hannibal glanced at Yanbo with a sneer and said: "Yanbo, you are just a prisoner now, what qualifications do you have to talk to me.

Do you still think it’s the Titan Bull that punched everyone in the past?”

He looked at Tian Ji again and said coldly: "Go up, not only to fight, but also to go all out!

If I find you showing mercy.

I promise to kill you!"

Tian Ji sighed helplessly.

Here, he has no choice.

Jumping onto the ring, Tian Ji glanced at Ling Xiao and said, "Little brother, I'm sorry.

Just defend with all your strength.

There's no way I'm going to keep it.

So, you must be careful."

As a saint-level powerful person.

Even if it's just a first-level saint.

But Tian Ji also knew how terrifying his attacks were.

Ling Xiao definitely can't stop it.

Therefore, Ling Xiao's qualification for survival is to defend with all his strength.

"Senior, don't worry, I will deal with it with all my strength!"
Chapter completed!