Douluo: My apprentice is the pope

You must know that the strength and strength of the bone giant at this time are comparable to the strength-type Titled Douluo, and this handsome scumbag boy actually lifted him up with two fingers, how terrifying is this?

How far is his power?

The bone giant thought like this, then his heart slammed, and he continued to exert his strength. He once again burned his life to the extreme, and used a hundred years of life to exchange for the improvement of strength!

I saw the bone giant slowly get up, and then put away the bone stick. His strength has climbed to the extreme that he can master, and he has sacrificed his lifespan. His strength is comparable to the 94th-level power type title. Douluo!

"Let you always be a vulgar warrior!" The bone giant roared, and then chopped off his feet.

There was a rumbling sound again from the ground that had collapsed, like an earthquake. Some low-level soul masters were directly thrown to the side, and some drivers even fell directly into the cracks in the ground.

vulgar!

This is a word that everyone can think of at this time. It is too vulgar, but I have to admit that the other party is indeed very powerful!

"Humph!" The Bone Giant's movements didn't stop there. He raised his ugly white bone palm and randomly patted the wall of the Meng family courtyard next to him. The outer wall of the marble building was smashed by him and turned into a powder.

That's right, the whole wall is broken. The tall wall is enough to withstand the impact of thousands of troops, but it is so broken at this time. This is the horror of power-type soul masters. At the extreme, a single force Break the law!

Yang Zian looked at the surroundings that were no longer in shape, and said dissatisfiedly: "Is the performance enough? Come, today I will tell you what a vulgar martial artist is!"

"???" Three question marks appeared above the bone giant's head. He hadn't finished showing his strength at this time.

But it was already too late. Yang Zian lightly tapped the ground with his toes, jumped on the ground, and then his whole figure was ejected like a cannonball. The speed was so fast that the surrounding space collapsed, and black space gaps appeared. around him.

What level of existence is the Prehistoric Saint Body? It is such a terrifying existence in the cultivation world, let alone in this Douluo world!

Even if his Prehistoric Holy Body is an extremely weakened version, he still cannot escape the concept of Prehistoric Holy Body, and after hundreds of millions of years of polishing, Yang Zian's Holy Body has already been cultivated to the extreme. It can be said that he has soul power, spiritual power, and physical body. A person who cultivates has no shortcomings!

With a bang, everyone saw a hurricane blowing past, and then the bone giant's body was penetrated......

That's right,

It penetrated, and three or four bones were broken directly, but the bone giant was still standing there, and it seemed that he could fight again.

Yang Zian raised his eyebrows and continued: "It's so durable, but you're optimistic, this is the use of power!"

After the words fell, Yang Zian gave the other party another over-the-shoulder throw!

"Boom!" The ground was dusty, but it wasn't over yet, Yang Zian ran over again, and then another blow!

"Ah, ah, ah..." The bone giant wanted to speak but couldn't. His chin was knocked off by Yang Zian.

Next, Yang Zian performed what is called violent aesthetics. He threw, threw, hammered, patted the bone giant...

Three minutes later, where the bone giant was, there was only some white bone scum, yes, it was white bone scum...

Yang Zian clapped his hands indifferently, and then looked at the virtual king and his subordinates.

But King Xu and his subordinates were already stunned at this time, and there was only one sentence in their minds, who am I, where am I, and why am I here?

Is this riding a horse still a human, and killing people doesn't carry such a thing?

As Yang Zian glanced over, the group of King Xu was dumbfounded. After a while, the group of people knelt down neatly:

"Grandpa, no, ancestor, please let me go..."

Yang Zian glanced at the group of people coldly. He didn't say much, but waited silently for about three minutes, and then came over to deal with it.

This kind of parent does not need him to personally interrogate and investigate. The reason for training the beater was to deal with such things today. Otherwise, he will not be exhausted by doing everything himself?

He just needs to get the result in the end.

After all, this is the provincial capital of the province, and the power to beat Gengren will not be too weak, not to mention that he notified him before he started, so many people came to beat Gengren, and they were well prepared.

Yang Zian briefly explained a few words about the leader of the team, and then looked at Meng Yiran. At this time, this little girl's eyes were full of stars. This man is so handsome!

Yang Zian smiled and said, "Of course, such a family is meaningless here, shall we go?"

Meng still didn't move his feet, but looked at the poisoned grandmother Chaotianxiang.

Yang Zian squeezed her little hand: "Don't worry, my people will detoxify them, and your grandma will make arrangements here, and you can come back and see at any time."

With these words, Meng still felt more at ease, nodded and agreed to leave with Yang Zian, but left a few words for Chao Tianxiang before leaving.

She didn't want to stay here and wait for Chao Tianxiang to wake up, because she didn't want to face other family members other than grandma, including grandpa, so she might as well listen to the master's arrangement.

Yang Zian hugged Meng Yan's water snake waist, and then rose directly into the sky, crossing the clouds...

After the two left, Meng Shu, who was the least poisoned, slowly opened his eyes. He knew everything that had happened, and he knew even more how terrifying this young man was. The Meng family missed a huge opportunity...

And this opportunity was buried with his own hands.