Hiss, relying on a pair of iron arms, plus his own martial arts to devour the essence of monsters, the powerful body obtained, and this pair of strange treasures, this pair of arms is invincible. Even the cultivators at the first level of the Golden Pill did not dare to fight against his wolf claws, and they even killed ten early-stage monsters of the fifth-level monsters.

Zhou Hao was also suffering at this moment. A powerful force far exceeding the previous one. As the movement of the Eternal Life Meridian grows in his body, he can sense the bulging meridians. It seems that a giant dragon is swimming along the meridians. The originally wide meridians are forcibly stretched and expanded. The body from the bone marrow to the cells is hard little by little. Fortunately, it is only hard, but it only affects the movement slightly. Otherwise, it may not have time to stop the attack of Tianlang. He did not feel that his body can resist the lethality of the wolf claws.

However, the pain on his fist still made him understand that he had just used a pair of flesh and blood fists to resist the wolf's wolf claws on the front. How could this be possible?

"Boy, what magic you used can actually compete with me?" Tianlang asked fiercely.

It should be said that because of the need for martial arts and fighting, the pair of palms are almost the same as the real monster claws. Not to mention the others, Zhou Hao was damaged three top-grade spiritual weapons in a row, which is the best testimony. But now Zhou Hao can resist suddenly, but his mood is complicated instantly.

The Lord of Tianshu City looked solemn, and Zhou Hao's aura did not change much. If it were to say that the change was just because of the war, the spiritual power riots. It looked very violent and intense, but it suddenly blocked the Greedy Lang. A trace of worry arose in his heart.

Zhou Hao quickly mobilized his spiritual power to relieve the pain of his fists and relieve the injuries. He said, "It's nothing, I just don't want to fight you, but you think your body is strong and can be unscrupulous. I can only reluctantly try it out and use your body."

"Hmph! Try it? Then you will try the power of my soul-killing wolf claws!" Tianlang didn't consider anything else. For a monk like him who was dedicated to improving combat power and was obsessed with force, his mind was purer than other monks and would not be easily affected by external objects. The purpose of his cultivation was to fight, fight, constantly challenge masters and challenge himself. This was also the Greedlang who could become the king of the wolf king.

"Hmph! It's good to come." With a loud shout, Zhou Hao stepped on the ring and suddenly lowered his body and shouted in a deep voice. Tianlang appeared again, and a terrifying wolf shadow with a ferocious appearance and iron teeth appeared behind Tianlang's head, and hissing and roaring at Zhou Hao.

"Open..." The sound of exhaling, Zhou Hao felt an incomparable strong force in his body. As his feet stepped on the ground, he suddenly rose from the center of the earth, pouring into his whole body, and couldn't help but fist to the celestial wolf.

"Bang, bang, bang, bang," the two of them kept dancing iron fists, four murderous fists, without any fancy collisions. Each time they hit, their bodies retreated violently, but in the blink of an eye, they approached again, whipping their fists and punched them hard.

The Greedy Wolf has the upper hand with the iron arms, but its joints are still brittle and loud. Zhou Hao's fist is not as big as the other party, but it is calm and concise, and he refuses to admit defeat at all. Every collision, a warm light naturally appears, quickly eliminating the damaged skin, flesh, muscles and bones.

Below, thousands of monks were stunned. Even the seven city lords were also a little surprised. Why did a single-spirited fire cultivator suddenly show such a strong body? If it is just a violent attack, it is easy to understand. The fire itself is famous for its explosive mania, but it is a bit incredible that this can compare with the physical cultivation of the Greedy Wolf, which is just a little inferior to the monster beast. This is a bit incredible.

Among the monks, a woman with little stars in her eyes was full of frustration and anxiety, and a pair of small pink fists were clenched tightly, constantly whispering, "Come on, Brother Wolf, come on!"

Huang Zhonglu was surprised and looked at Zhou Hao and thought that this kid was so magical, as if he was about to turn the tables? No, he thought for a moment and suddenly turned back to see He Wuyou. He Wuyou was really happy at this time. Although he was teasing a few beauties to hide his existence, the smile on the corner of his mouth and the cunning rogue look in his eyes made people want to slap them twice.

"This kid is also weird!" Huang Zhonglu had a lot of knowledge, but he was angry before, but he didn't lose his mind. After thinking about it carefully, he seemed to have known two monsters, or what is the connection between these two, can he be a show?

On the ring, Tianlang fought to the point of madness, and his mouth began to roar like a wolf howl, rising and falling one after another, constantly gathering momentum. At first, Zhou Hao didn't care, but just looked for his own rhythm, sorted out his crazy body with the trend, and continued to fight Tianlang. The powerful countershock power constantly compressed his own surging earth-moving spiritual power and tempered his body.

Under the ring, countless monks were attacked violently by the two of them, and they felt like they could not fight on their own. He Wuyou grabbed a glass of spiritual wine in his palm, but forgot to taste it. The light flashed in his eyes, watching the two of them fighting each other wildly.

Boom... Another wave of direct and direct shock. The fist wind stormed and scattered. Even the monks who were watching the game near the ring could sense the biting pain on their faces, so they had to hold up the shield to protect themselves.

The loud noise gradually dropped, and the Gangeous Wolf was covered with hot air waves. The skins that were originally wrapped around her arms were already mottled and broken, and many broken skins appeared on her body. On the opposite side was Zhou Hao, who looked equally miserable, with a bald head still, but under a pair of red eyebrows, his face, nose, and eyes were all red and swollen. The originally very expensive Taoist robe on her body had long become a beggar's suit.

After a while, Tianlang sorted out his breath, twisted his neck, which was a little stiff, and said solemnly: "Friends with Taoism, but Tianlang underestimated fellow Taoism before. Tianlang is not a person who speaks nonsense. With fellow Taoism methods, Mu Yuchen won't blame him for losing. I've spoken too much before, so please forgive me."

"Huh?" Zhou Hao was a little surprised. This greedy wolf was domineering and decisive before, and he didn't take him seriously at all. He didn't ask his name and name. He just fought and said he wanted to kill him, but what does it mean now?

However, Zhou Hao didn't think too much and said calmly: "It's okay, the battle between you and me has not ended yet. If a fellow Taoist wants to admit defeat, then go down to the arena by himself."

"Hahahaha! The fellow Taoist thought beautifully. The apology is because I, Tianlang, recognized your strength. However, I, Tianlang, have never given up on the habit of giving up and fighting. You and I still decide the outcome when you see the true chapter. But don't worry, if you lose, I will buried it well with fellow Taoist. After all, it is rare to have an opponent like a fellow Taoist."
Chapter completed!