The shape of the person next to him made Du Hei slightly lose his mind.

It's like he just walked out of the pig slaughter stall.

At this time, the man beside him grinned: "Du Hei, right? I heard my little fat man say to you."

"Who are you?"

Although the man's words were extremely obvious, Du Hei still couldn't believe it.

"I, I'm slaughtering pigs on Bolan Street. I'm a pig slaughter. Everyone calls me Pork Mountain. Of course, you have to call me uncle."

"After all, I am Ma Xiaopang's father, and you are his Hei Brother."

Du Hei was thrilled.

Such a strong man is Ma Xiaopang's father?!

When he thought about it at this time, no wonder he always felt that Ma Xiaopang was a little different from ordinary people. This father was completely a big shot?!

I had many questions and wanted to ask, but at this time, the Black Gold Ant King below began to roar.

The man still smiled, but said to Du Hei: "Let's talk about it later."

"These little guys seem to be impatient to wait."

He said, holding the inconspicuous iron shield, he jumped down from the roof.

"Ah, yeah, the fifth-level intermediate."

He made a sound, but it made Du Hei on the roof amazed: "It turns out to be a ferocious beast above the fifth level."

The oppressive aura just now seemed to be in my body.

But at this moment, facing the fifth-level ferocious beast, the middle-aged man below seemed quite relaxed.

Just facing the other person, walking step by step.

At this time, the Black Gold Ant King seemed to have become much more congested.

It is not stupid either. The speed of the man's exposure just now has shown that the other party is definitely not an ordinary person.

However, it has no idea of ​​retreating.

First of all, the man did not put him in a very strong sense of pressure.

Secondly, it is because the breath remaining on Du Hei's body makes him think of killing in his heart.

As the man approached step by step, the Ant King finally stopped being indifferent at this time.

In a low and hoarse roar, several third-level ant beasts beside it rushed towards the man.

The ant beast is very fierce.

The sharp limbs and feet can even tear apart the steel wall of two meters thick, making it easier to tear a human soldier into pieces.

But at this moment, facing the man moving forward step by step, these sharp attack weapons were unable to enter even a meter around the man's body.

Du Hei from afar opened his mouth wide.

Spiritual armor.

Only martial artists who have reached the fifth level can combine blood and spiritual power with each other to form spiritual armor, which has strong defenses. Even ferocious beasts of the same level are difficult to defeat.

At this moment, the middle-aged man's spiritual armor is no longer simply described in the word "armor".

After all, armor, in a sense, is still fitting the body, at most a few centimeters thick.

But the spiritual armor in front of you?

Damn it’s not that thick when wearing a ten-layer coat, right?

The light blue spiritual armor almost covered the radius of more than one meter around the man's body.

A third-level ant beast seemed unwilling to accept this, and suddenly stood up.

And with its movements, the other third-level beasts also made such movements.

The man was surrounded, and then, the next moment, formic acid that could corrode the steel gushed out in an instant.

However, it still has no effect.

Under the man's spiritual armor, these formic acids slowly followed the armor, as if they were sliding out of thin air, falling to the ground, which instead corroded the ground into a huge pit.

"Okay, so strong!"

Du Hei could only open his mouth and exclaim in surprise.

"The depth of this spiritual power!"

"Sixth level?"

"Seventh level?"

Du Hei was not sure. The man gave him a little erratic feeling, and it was impossible to detect one or two of them.

He can only make predictions based on the performance of the other party before and now.

The speed exceeds the speed of sound.

With such a strong spiritual power, he felt that this was definitely not a strength that the fifth level could possess.

The man didn't care about Du Hei's surprise at this moment.

Now that he has seen all kinds of praises with such strength.

There was even a young woman who was saved by him, crying and shouting to give her a promise.

This was an era when strength was king, especially twenty years ago, when there were fewer professionals than now.

Every professional is a very eye-catching existence.

What's more, he was a very talented and powerful existence among those professionals.

He walked step by step, with a look of remembrance in his eyes.

Until, another roar brought him back to his senses.

He looked at the Black Gold Ant King who was close to him, and shook his head helplessly: "I once swore that I will never attack again forever."

"So, whether you can survive depends on whether your life is hard enough."

He murmured softly and slowly raised the shield: "If you just use a shield, it should not be considered breaking your promise, right?"

"I'm going to use the shield, I wish you luck."

He looked at the Black Gold Ant King again and said something to him seriously.

Shield strike, a restrictive skill.

In essence, it is a defensive skill, and its main function is to knock back the enemy.

But it is undeniable that shield strikes have a slight attack strength after all.

While he was talking to himself, the shield was retracted in front of him, and his footsteps were slightly bent, which was the standard force posture for the shield strike.

Being a rock and holding a shield to fight back is an element of this skill.

What is required is the shield strike user, who can stabilize his body and be as firm as a mountain.

The lower body, which was bent like a lunge, slowly reclaimed, and the spiritual power began to surge the shield according to the shield strike element.

"Shield strike."

He made a soft voice.

The recycled shield will be pushed with the flow.

Suddenly, spiritual power surged out of the shield and spread out.

Behind him, Du Hei's mouth was as if he could stuff an egg.

He saw that the spiritual power that spread out began to spread around the shield, gradually covering a range of dozens of meters.

It was more than ten meters high and about thirty or forty meters wide. The spiritual power pushed out by the shield toward the rear.

Everything goes through, everything becomes nothingness.

The steel wall, the black gold ant king, and many ferocious ant beasts turned into powder and dissipated into the world.

A broad road appeared ahead, which was two or three hundred meters long, which was the road pushed out by a shield.

On the road, there was not even a single dust, leaving only extremely flat land.

It was all over, and the man had just closed his shield and stood up.

After a moment of silence, looking at the open space ahead, the man shook his head and grinned: "It seems that you are not that lucky."

Behind him, Du Hei sat on the ground with his butt.

At this time, he finally understood why the so-called strong ones among professionals could resist nuclear bombs.
Chapter completed!