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Chapter 1111 Uncle

When Xia Fan was shocked, Yu Xiaokun also couldn't help but retreated continuously. Because when he was in a fierce encounter just now, the impact he was subjected to was even stronger.

Although both of them both swung a punch just now, Yu Xiaokun burst out all the punches in an instant, although they were fierce but not lasting. However, the punch that Xia Fan shot was actually made up of nearly dozens of punches.

Just in terms of the power contained in one punch, it is probably not as fierce as Yu Xiaokun's full force, but the combined force that dozens of punches explode in an instant and overlaps together is different.

It is like layers of waves that will inevitably become extremely high and extremely fierce after being stacked. The power of dozens of punches can also burst out with stronger lethality.

Therefore, Yu Xiaokun was shaken further away, and at the same time, with the qi and blood tumbling, he suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood.

"I will lose half the price to this guy named Xia!? This is impossible! This is absolutely impossible!" Yu Xiaokun's face suddenly changed, and he was about to rush over again when he roared in a low voice.

However, with a thunderous sound, two extremely powerful fist forces had already roared from a distance, constantly intertwined, like two chasing mad dragons, and they all came to Yu Xiaokun.

The question Yu Xiaokun had to consider at this time was definitely not whether to attack Xia Fan, but how to deal with these two sudden but violent fist powers.

There is no need to ask Yu Xiaokun, he knew that this must be Xia Fan's attack, but Yu Xiaokun didn't want to fight after just fighting with him. It would be fine if Xia Fan did not get too heavy to fight, but he could even launch an attack before him.

"Isn't he injured at all?! Is this possible?" Yu Xiaokun thought to himself, but his fists had subconsciously crossed in front of him. His magic power instantly surged out, crossing and condensed in front of him, as if it was a giant shield blocking the fist power that was hitting towards the two crazy dragons.

"Boom...Boom..." Two thunder-like explosions sounded almost at the same time. The overlapping sounds made them even louder, and they would make people dizzy and weak in their limbs.

Yu Xiaokun, who had endured the two fists at close range, felt absolutely unpleasant, just because the fierce force first hit the magic shield that was blocking him in front of him, and then the power was extremely strong and violent. He actually felt that he would be blown up at the same time with the magic shield at any time.

"How could I feel like this?! I have the strength of the late-stage Grandmaster realm, so how could I defeat such a boy? Besides, his surname is Xia!" Yu Xiaokun roared in his heart, constantly bursting out his power to strengthen the magic shield formed by crossing his arms to avoid the bad luck of being really blown up.

Although the magic shield was not exploded, under the violent impact and tear, the void around it had already broken and disintegrated because it could not bear it. A series of dark and deep cracks appeared, and space turbulence continued to leak out from it, blowing up ice and snow, causing it to collide and stir in the air and make a rustling sound.

Although Yu Xiaokun gritted his teeth and held on, he was not feeling well. In addition to being shaken by the powerful fist force, the qi and blood in his chest were also churning, as if there was a crazy dragon in it.

Before Yu Xiaokun had time to be happy for a moment, nor did he have time to use his skills to smooth out the qi and blood in his chest, he was extremely shocked and angry and saw a figure that made him hate him to the extreme.

Xia Fan.

That's right, it was Xia Fan who came with the force of the two crazy dragons.

At this time, he did not chase after Yu Xiaokun to say hello. Even if he had such a plan, the way he greeted was quite violent and ruthless, because Xia Fan's fists were raised high, like holding a pair of giant hammers, and then he suddenly hit Yu Xiaokun's magic shield that had no time to withdraw.

"Bang...bang..." Every punch was as if it was hit on a huge war drum, and the sound was like thunder, which made the wind and snow within a radius of thousands of miles even more violent.

The demons and demons who were fighting desperately beside him heard the deafening sound. What they could not feel was the turbulence of blood, but the blood was churning as if they could bleed blood at any time, and even their hearts were about to burst open.

This taste is not good, and it makes them shocked and feared by the powerful destructive power that erupts when touching.

But neither Xia Fan nor Yu Xiaokun have any time to care about the life or death of others, because their battle has reached the critical moment of deciding the outcome or even life or death.

"Boom..." Xia Fan hit another punch, but when it fell, it made a different sound, because the magic shield blocking Brother Yu Kun finally couldn't withstand Xia Fan's violent bombardment and collapsed directly.

What collapsed and disappeared is not just a huge shield condensed by magic power. If it is just that simple, Yu Xiaokun can condense a new piece of it at any time. With his late-stage strength of the Grandmaster realm, it can be easily done.

What really caused all this was that Yu Xiaokun's arm blocking in front of him was broken, and his left arm was slightly better. Although it was also bloody and bloody, the bones were still intact. However, the right arm that had been blocking the front was now completely broken. Not only did the flesh and blood outside crack, but even the bones were shattered.

This is the price Yu Xiaokun paid for several consecutive blows from Xia Fan.

With Yu Xiaokun's strength, as long as he has enough time, the broken bones and broken flesh can naturally recover, but under the eye of Xia Fan, where can he get time to recover from his injuries?

"How could there be such a fierce boxing technique!?" Yu Xiaokun looked at Xia Fan, his face full of shock and incredibility. It was really hard to believe that such boxing technique was actually made by the boy named Xia in front of him. He could not believe that there was such a powerful boxing technique in the world.

Of course, there was no such boxing technique before, but now it is because this is what Xia Fan just created.

Strictly speaking, the few punches Xia Fan made are not the kind of boxing with complicated moves and mysterious moves, but more like a transformation of Taoism.

Because when he hit these punches, he incorporated his various insights into the space Taoism, and it seemed as if he had made one punch after another in space Taoism, so he burst out such violent power.

When Yu Xiaokun's magic shield was blown up, new insights arose in Xia Fan's heart, as if the moment the butterfly spread its wings and flew out of the cocoon, and had a completely different experience from the past.

This experience not only comes from the punches just now, but also from the various combat experiences in the past, and even the various insights he had when he opened up his own small world. It finally gathered together. After removing the drought and retaining the essence, he sublimated his understanding and understanding of the great way of heaven and earth.

Although such sublimation is not enough to increase his strength, he can continue to deepen his understanding of battle and reach a state that he could not achieve in the past.

"If you lose, if you don't want to die, tell me who is buried in this grave?" Xia Fan stepped forward and approached Yu Xiaokun's face. He stared at him with a cold look and asked in a deep voice.

"What do you want to do?" Yu Xiaokun's face suddenly changed, and the demonic energy on his body instantly became violent, and he said, "Are you the person sent by that bastard Xiahou? Is Mei'er already dead? Is that bastard still unwilling to let her go?"

"I don't deny that Xiahou is a bastard, but I don't believe that my mother is dead." Xia Fan looked at Yu Xiaokun and said, "So now you just need to tell me if the princess Yu Meir buried in this grave is in Yu Demon World."

"You are Mei'er's son?!" Yu Xiaokun looked unbelievable on his face when he heard what Xia Fan said just now, and then looked at Xia Fan carefully before saying, "That's right, you do look a bit like Mei'er, and your surname is Xia, so you may really be the son of Mei'er and that bastard Xiahou."

Speaking of this, Yu Xiaokun snorted coldly and said, "What are you here for? People have been dead for so many years, what's the use of you coming again?"

"Someone told me that my mother is dead, but some people told me that she is still alive. Which one do you think I should do?" Xia Fan looked at Yu Xiaokun and said, "I also think she is not dead yet, so I have to check it out with my own eyes. If you can open the grave, then open it, or I will do it myself."

"Your mother is dead, are you still unwilling to let her rest?" Yu Xiaokun shouted angrily.

"Even if she is really dead, I don't want her to stay in such a cold place." Xia Fan said.

"It is her last wish to bury it here." Yu Xiaokun defended.

"You heard what she said with your own eyes? Did you watch her die with your own eyes?" Xia Fan frowned, and felt that the matter was more and more strange. He stared at Yu Xiaokun's eyes and asked, "Who are you?"

"I told you that I am Yu Xiaokun, and I am your uncle." Yu Xiaokun said: "I am also a royal family, but I am a member of the side branch. I have not lived well since I was a child. I used to be bullied. Your mother is a very good person and took good care of me back then. I told her at that time that I must protect her when I grow up in the future, but..."

Yu Xiaokun suddenly became angry and said, "But who could have thought that before I could achieve success in my cultivation, he met a bastard like Xiahou who was abandoned all the time. She insisted on following him like an evil person. I had a big argument with her for this, and I never had any contact since then..."

"When I heard the news about your mother again, it was the bad news of her death. When I returned to Mojing from the retreat, she had been put into a coffin to prepare for funeral. At that time, the Demon Emperor told me that Mei'er's last wish was to be buried here, because she liked the cold wind and snow here the most during her lifetime."

"I was extremely sad at that time. It was really hard to believe that a good person had disappeared. I heard that she was going to be buried here, so I asked him to come and guard his tomb."

Speaking of this, Yu Xiaokun sighed and said bitterly: "I promised to protect her back then, but I did nothing. I could only protect her side after she died and not let her be disturbed by anyone."
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