Lei Dao had no idea how many punches he had made, but he felt very happy in his heart, so happy that he couldn't help but want to roar to the sky.

How long has it been?

Since reaching the limit of the human body, Lei Dao seems to feel that he has no opponent.

No one has ever let him take action so happily, and today I finally felt "satisfied".

This battle was so hearty.

Although this old He is a "fake master", it should be quite good in the limits of the human body. Although he is old and has weak body and qi and blood, he is really resistant to beating.

With the power of Thunder Dao's fist, even ten elephants were beaten to death, but this old crane seemed to be still alive.

Of course, Lei Dao did not use Xuantian ruler, and he still felt that he was using his fists to make it powerful.

What's more, with the current boxing power of Thunder Dao, are there still people who can't be killed?

"Ah... I can't stand it anymore! Lei Dao, you deserve to die, you really deserve to die, it's hard to expel my hatred in my heart!"

Old He roared angrily, and there seemed to be endless aggrievance and anger hidden in his roar.

At the same time, Lei Dao felt a terrifying aura soaring into the sky, as if he was about to tear him apart. Even with his strength, he couldn't help but take a few steps back.

"boom".

Old He stood up from the big pit.

Although Mr. He has suffered countless fist powers from Thunder, he has not even suffered substantial injuries except for his bruised nose and a swelling face.

"Can't be beaten to death?"

Lei Dao was also surprised.

He himself knows his own strength very well.

With his current strength, hitting ten horses is always a single punch. But how many punches did he hit He Lao? Even Lei Dao himself can't remember it.

Even so, Old He was fine, which made Lei Dao sigh.

He is indeed a master in the royal family. He is indeed unique and can resist even being beaten.

Old He's eyes are about to spit fire.

He is a grand master and a royal ancestor. When did he suffer such an insult?

Yes, it's an insult!

In the eyes of Mr. He, he was insulted at this moment.

I don’t know how many fists he was greeted by Lei Dao with his fists. How could his hundred-year-old man withstand the destruction of Lei Dao?

Fortunately, he is the master!

The master's ability is incredible and has all kinds of incredible means.

Among them, Saving Life is probably the strongest master.

It's too difficult to kill a master.

However, this does not mean that the master is immortal!

Old He was extremely angry, and he wished he could cut Thunder Dao into pieces.

Mr. He is already hundreds of years old and is not even willing to fight with others. After all, once he takes action, he may be injured. Once he is injured, his deadline will come early.

At the age of hundreds, the deadline will naturally come.

Therefore, for so many years, He always won’t do anything unless he has to. Especially with other masters.

As for the limits of the human body?

In the eyes of the master, the ultimate power of the human body is nothing at all, and they don’t even need to use all their strength. They only need to use a few points of strength to easily defeat the ultimate power of the human body.

But this time, Old He seemed to have met an opponent.

He found that the thunder in front of him seemed very unusual, and even he could not do anything to the thunder with all his strength. He didn't know who created the thunder was the little monster, which was so powerful.

It is obviously just the limit of the human body, but even he, the master, cannot do anything to him.

However, Old He did not use his ultimate killing move.

Once he uses it, with his current age, it is really not a good thing.

However, he didn't care much about it anymore. He decided to die without a burial place!

"The ultimate killing technique, the Divine Shadow Finger!"

Old He's martial arts were all in his life on these hands, especially his skills, which were even more terrifying than any magical weapon.

He used the ultimate killing technique, and suddenly, even Thunder Dao felt a little palpitation.

"call out".

Lei Dao only felt a flash of black light in front of his eyes, and then, his head felt a cold, and a violent pain filled his head.

“Tick.”

A drop of blood dripped from Lei Dao's forehead to the ground, Lei Dao was injured!

"Very good, this is your strongest blow, right? Although you are not a master yet, it is already very good to be able to hurt me. However, your ultimate killing technique still cannot kill me. Now, it's time for you to take my strongest blow!"

A cold smile appeared between Lei Dao's mouth, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

He also had murderous intentions towards the old man!

"roar……"

At the same time, the monster phantom above Lei Dao's head roared angrily.

Originally, Thunder Dao was almost 1.8 meters tall and quite burly. But with his roar, his bones kept clattering.

At the same time, Lei Dao's body expanded violently, like a balloon, reaching more than two meters in the blink of an eye, his muscles were tangled, and his skin was even slightly dark.

The blue veins were exposed, like steel bars, covering the entire body of the Thunder Dao, making the Thunder Dao look like a terrifying muscle giant, daunting.

"This is my strongest state!"

Lei Dao smiled grimly, and a slight slight joking flashed at Old He's eyes.

This is the strongest state of Thunder. His two internal skills, plus twenty-one external skills, have become a terrifying non-human monster.

"This is not dead, what kind of monster are you?"

Old He's face was full of incredible expression.

His ultimate killing technique turned out to be ineffective.

On the contrary, after the Thunder Dao was in its strongest state, Old He immediately felt a violent threat.

Unlike before, although Mr. He was very embarrassed and beaten up badly, with his master's physique, he was not injured at all, and he was just a little embarrassed.

But now, He Lao felt a vague feeling that if he fought with Thunder again, he would probably die!

Even if he is a master, he will die!

"Walk!"

Old He was already determined to retreat. He didn't want to fight the monster Lei Dao anymore, so he retreated immediately.

With the speed of He Lao, Thunder Dao could not catch up at all.

Even if there is a big battle, it is not just Mr. He who is carrying it alone. The royal family has several ancestors. They will take action together. Can't they do anything to the perverted monster Lei Dao?

"Escape?"

Lei Dao was a little stunned. He saw Old He disappear into the secret library in the blink of an eye, but he had no choice.

In terms of speed, let alone comparing with Mr. He, even some of the top external skills who specialize in speed, Thunder Dao cannot match.

"Old man, don't leave, come on, fight me for another 300 rounds!"

Lei Dao roared and immediately chased after him.

...

The emperor and the old man still sat in the courtyard.

The tea has been finished, but the old man still has no trace of the old man.

"Old Chan, the time has passed. Will Mr. He encounter any trouble, right?"

The emperor said carefully.

The old Zen elder was still alive, and seemed very calm and said in a calm tone: "Emperor, don't worry, just a human body limit, Old He will definitely be able to capture it. Wait for a moment."

Since the ancestor had spoken, the emperor could only wait patiently.

However, this wait took a long time.

One cup of tea, two cups of tea, three cups of tea...

I don’t know how many cups of tea I have had, but Mr. He still hasn’t come back.

At this time, even the Chan Lao was a little embarrassed.

What about the promised cup of tea?

What about the promise?

"Old Chan, should you send someone to see..."

As soon as the emperor finished speaking, Old Zen seemed to sense something. He suddenly looked up and a smile appeared between the corner of his mouth and said, "Emperor, no need, Old He is back!"

"Come back?"

The emperor looked out the door in confusion.

"Bang".

At this moment, a sharp sound of breaking through the air sounded, and the gate of the yard was directly smashed, and a familiar figure smashed heavily into the yard, smashing a big hole on the ground.

The smoke and dust disappeared, and the emperor and the old man saw the figure in the pit clearly.

"Old He, why are you..."

The emperor was shocked.

At this time, the smile on the face of the old Chan, who had always been calm, froze and his heart was even more messy.

What exactly happened to Mr. He?
Chapter completed!