"I don't believe you are immortal!" The middle-aged man's face turned fierce, and he had already appeared in front of Xiao Chen with a little under his feet. He punched him out with a bang, swallowing the weak Xiao Chen.

The middle-aged man half-squatted down, spit out a mouthful of blood, staring at the explosion, but he didn't believe it. After being hit by four punches, Xiao Chen could still live.

"Although I am not immortal, I can't kill me with ordinary strength. Your strength is very strong, but unfortunately I'm almost done, and I can completely smash it to pieces!"

After the explosion, Xiao Chen appeared in front of everyone, and a faint voice came out, and he was extremely embarrassed.

Mr. Fan and others took a breath and were hit by a fist four times, but they were not dead yet. Is the God of War Xiao Chen really that powerful?

Blasting the fist, hurting others first, and with the current strength of middle-aged people, they can at most five punches. That is to say, if middle-aged people still can't kill Xiao Chen next time, he will lose his combat power due to backlash and become a fish on the chopping board.

Mr. Fan knew this, and the middle-aged man knew this. At this time, he looked at Xiao Chen who couldn't even raise his head, and his face became more and more fierce. This was his last chance. Even if he fought for both sides, he would beat Xiao Chen to death!

"Go to die, break the fist!" the middle-aged man roared, and his body's power went wildly against the current, smashing it hard at Xiao Chen. The terrifying series of explosions engulfed Xiao Chen again.

The middle-aged man squirted a mouthful of blood and stood up straight, but only he knew how serious his injury was now. I'm afraid that if someone pushes him, he will fall down, but he can't fall down now, he wants to watch Xiao Chen die.

After the explosion, the middle-aged man suddenly glared. Not only him, but also Mr. Fan and others, and the murderer looked at Xiao Chen in amazement.

At this time, Xiao Chen stood up straight, with a layer of yellowish rays on his body, and the wounds on his body were constantly recovering. The most important thing was that Xiao Chen had a bright smile on his face, with a hint of teasing in his smile!

"What a pity, you're still a little short of it, you can kill me." Xiao Chen said with a sarcastic giggle, with no weakness in his voice.

"Are you playing tricks on me?" The middle-aged man glared at Xiao Chen, unable to believe it.

"You finally saw it." Xiao Chen looked sarcastic, "Do you really think you can kill me with your strength? I've been teasing you, but I didn't expect that you almost got so stupid that you were damaged by your own meridians and kept vomiting blood. Now you are like a candle in the wind. As long as I push you gently, you will fall down."

"Impossible!" the middle-aged man said angrily, and then vomited three liters of blood. He clearly saw that as long as he was punching, Xiao Chen would die, but how could it be like this now?

"You are so stupid that you vomit three liters of blood. You are unprecedented and unparalleled."

Xiao Chen said lightly, and for middle-aged people, this sentence is the last straw that overwhelmed the camel. The body fell down and went straight. Although it was not dead, the middle-aged people now have no combat power.

The middle-aged man was defeated, and he was almost angry to death by Xiao Chen in the end!

"I'll recover, look at them and don't let them run away." Xiao Chen said to Xiao Chen in black, and then without waiting for his reaction, he sat cross-legged directly, and the Nine-turn Divine Decision was running and began to recover.
Chapter completed!