He no longer wants to communicate too much with such a fool.

Kill it.

Seeing that Su Feng was about to take action, Wang Ming sneered: "Overbial power."

Then, he shouted to the middle-aged man with a powerful look: "Sir, please kill this annoying boy."

The middle-aged man looked at Su Feng, and his face also showed a little contempt and disdain.

In his opinion, if you want to kill this young martial arts boy who has no strong aura on his body, it is really similar to killing a chicken.

Little did he know that he had forgotten one thing-

People who have no spiritual power fluctuations on their bodies are either outrageously weak.

Or it is a peerless powerful man whom he can't see through at all.

The middle-aged man's fist style was strong and his fist was wide open and closed, and he smashed towards Su Feng like a surging river.

He was confident and smashed Su Feng into a ball of meat paste within one punch.

But facing the full-strength attack of this Tiandi master, Su Feng was not in a hurry at all, but quietly swung his palm.

It seems to be very casual.

It seemed as if what was in front of me was not a terrifying heavenly realm, but a toddler, waving his fists at him.

Taking the middle-aged man's punch, Su Feng instantly dissolved the fist force that penetrated into his body.

And that palm was directly slapped on the middle-aged man's chest.

The middle-aged man originally thought he could withstand Su Feng's palm, but no matter how bad he was, he would trade injuries for killing.

You know, he is an absolute internal martial arts warrior.

For internal experts, the entry-level martial arts such as golden bell covers and iron cloth shirts are as easy to keep and relax as if they are drinking water and eating.

But he didn't expect that Su Feng's palm would be like a locomotive hitting his body.

In an instant, the sound of "crunching" bone burst sounded.

The middle-aged man flew backwards in an instant, and fell heavily to the ground like a kite with a broken string.

When everyone looked at it, the man was bleeding from his orifices and could not die any more.

With one palm, just one palm, the Heavenly Realm master will be killed!

The Wei family's face suddenly turned pale, and they were stunned like a wooden carving.

Especially Wei Pingsheng, he was already sweating coldly at this moment, and fell on the chair of the Grand Master behind him with a "thump".

He clasped the chair handle with both hands to hide the fear deep in his heart.

"Kill the powerful man in the Heavenly Realm with one palm. Who is this Su Feng?"

"The Chu family is obviously prepared. What should we do..."

Looking at the panicked Wei family, Su Feng showed no joy.

In his opinion, these Wei family members should have been corpses long ago.

Chu Zhanxiong behind him also came to his senses in shock at this moment.

He had known before that Su Feng was in the Heaven Realm, but he did not expect that his strength could reach this level.

If you slapped the warrior of the same level with one palm, your strength is probably infinitely close to the late stage of the Heavenly Realm!

Su Feng wiped the blood that was splashed on his hands and looked at the man with disgust.

“It’s so disgusting.”

As he said that, he continued to walk towards Wang Ming, his eyes filled with a strong murderous intent!


Chapter completed!