C17 Roaring Tiger Fist(1)

Seeing that the attack was about to land on his body, Xu Dong knew that he could not sit still and wait for death, so he extended his fist and punched towards the martial artist of the Xu Mansion.

When the person saw this, his smile became even wider. He mocked: "What? Do you still want to struggle on the verge of death? Don't worry, I will definitely break your limbs and slowly torture you. I will let you die in pain and despair to pay tribute to the souls of my brothers in heaven. Little bastard, go to hell!"

Just as he finished speaking, the two fists collided with each other. With a miserable cry, a figure flew out.

Upon closer inspection, wasn't this the martial artist from the Xu Mansion?

After the Xu family martial artist flew out, he laid on the ground, holding onto his twisted hand and shouted, "How could this be? How could this be? You are clearly injured, and your internal organs are also injured. It's impossible for you to still have such great strength. This is impossible!"

Xu Dong was still surprised that he had heard the wails of the Xu Mansion martial artist before he even felt any pain. He opened his eyes and saw the scene of the Xu Mansion martial artist lying on the ground with his arms crossed and howling.

Hearing the words of the Xu family martial artist, Xu Dong finally reacted.

"Eh? Injury? Wait, where is my injury? My injury has recovered?!"

Xu Dong clenched his fists. He felt as if his entire body was filled with the strength to kill a fifth level Martial Proficiency Stage cultivator with a single punch. As for his injuries, they were gone without a trace.

In fact, Xu Dong had been able to recover so quickly thanks to the mysterious eggshell. When Xu Dong touched the mysterious eggshell, he had absorbed the only traces of dragon blood from the golden blood python and the dracaena beside him.

The Blood Dragon Martial Soul in Xu Dong's body had even helped him purify the dragon blood when he was absorbing the dragon blood. After all, the Blood Dragon was an ancient supreme being. He could not allow the impure dragon blood to exist in his body!

While Xu Dong was healing, he used all the blood in his body and accidentally used the dragon blood in his body that he had not completely absorbed to heal his injuries. Although it was very useless, the result was still good.

The effect of the dragon blood was already abnormal enough. Even the effect of impure dragon blood was very powerful, let alone the dragon blood that had been purified by the Supreme Ancient Blood Dragon.

It could be said that as long as one did not suffer from serious injuries such as broken arms and legs, with the existence of dragon blood, one could recover very quickly!

One day, when Xu Dong could exchange all his blood for dragon blood, even if he had a broken arm or a broken leg, it would still be like an ordinary person's skin being scratched!

Although Xu Dong did not know about the dragon blood, he could guess that it might have something to do with the eggshell in his spatial ring.

At the same time that he thanked the mysterious eggshell in his heart, Xu Dong walked towards the Xu family martial artist. The corner of his mouth raised slightly, revealing an evil smile.

The Xu family martial artist saw Xu Dong walking towards him. He immediately endured the pain and said: "Young Master Xu Dong, Young Master Xu Dong, this... this is just a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding."

Xu Dong looked at him and sneered in his heart: Misunderstanding, hehe, if it weren't for the sudden recovery of my injuries, I'm afraid I would have been living a life worse than death!

Ignoring the Xu Mansion martial artist's pleas for mercy, he immediately stepped down on him and said, "Misunderstanding? I don't think so!"

Seeing this, the man hurriedly said, "Young Master Xu Dong, Young Master Xu Dong, wait a moment ..."

But before he could finish his sentence, Xu Dong stepped on his chest, and his chest instantly caved in. Blood flowed out like a fountain, and Xu Dong stomped him to death!

After stepping on the Xu family martial artist to death, Xu Dong could not help but feel a wave of lingering fear, and thought to himself: "Damn it! I was too careless. If not for my injuries recovering so quickly, I would have died here today. This kind of low-level mistake must not be made again. "

After making up his mind not to make such a low-level mistake again, Xu Dong began to think about how to save the little girl Qing Lan. The little girl would be fine for the time being. After all, they still needed her to lure me out. Xu Moqiu wasn't that stupid. But right now, I couldn't save her. If Xu Moqiu was alone, I was confident that I could kill him! However, there were other martial artists in the Xu Mansion. They were all quite a threat!

Thinking of this, Xu Dong let out a loud cry and punched the tree trunk beside him. The tree that was as thick as a person was instantly sent flying.

"Damn it, I'm still too weak!"

Xu Dong, who was still unwilling to admit his weakness, suddenly thought of something.

"Oh right, martial skills. There is also a martial skill. As long as I can learn a slightly higher level martial skill, there is still hope."