"Fuck, can he be better than us in addition to escaping his life?"

Lei Ao said angrily, he didn't believe in this evil.

No matter how high a person's talent is, he must spend time to build it. How high can a teenager be?

Let’s talk about talent, can he be better than Leng Masahiro?

Lei Ao stepped forward, "Senior sister, I can tear him to pieces without you taking action."

Luo Hanqiu nodded, she also wanted to see He Pingfan's real skills.

Lei Ao said arrogantly, "Boy, if you have the ability, don't run away. Let's fight head-on and see who is better."

Oh! A strong man in Lingkong who has been practicing for decades actually wants to fight a teenager head-on. Is it embarrassing to say it?

If Lan Kexin was here, she would probably despise him again.

He Pingfan didn't even miss him. He secretly activated the power of his spirit body, and with the cooperation of the Wanyuan Guizong, his eight-step immortal trail had already been cultivated to a certain level, and it was no problem in terms of speed.

Lei Ao was ignored and became angry.

When the mind moves, the strong's aura bursts out like a mountain torrent.

"Boy, die!"

I saw his figure move and attack He Pingfan at a rapid speed.

When his cultivation reaches his level, his speed is like a ray of light, sweeping past his eyes.

"Good come!"

He Pingfan's thoughts moved, and the eight-step immortal trails unfolded instinctively.

The figure is faster than Lei Ao.

Suddenly—two extremely strange figures collided quickly from a distance of nearly ten meters.

The countless onlookers were stunned and breathing.

Is He Pingfan really going to fight Lei Ao head-on?

He is one of the twelve strong men of Yunxuan Sect, how dare he block the car with a mantis arm?

Boom - Just as everyone was shocked, the two figures had completely collided.

A huge sound was like an explosion, which made everyone deaf and their whole minds buzzed.

Crack - a crisp sound of bone cracks came, and the whole scene was silent in an instant.

They looked at the two stagnant figures in a daze, eager to see the result of the fight.

He Pingfan stood there with his face as usual.

Lei Ao also maintained the same posture, but the right arm that hit He Pingfan was completely ruined, and his whole arm fell down softly.

There was an indescribable pain on Lei Ao's face, and the horror in his eyes was almost unbelievable.

"How is this... possible?"

Even Lei Ao was asking himself.

He practiced hard in Yunxuan Sect for more than 30 years and stood out from thousands of disciples with extraordinary talent, and then he squeezed into the ranks of the twelve strong men.

He was defeated by a boy who was less than twenty years old, and he felt a little scared.

The shocking attack just now was still recalling in my mind. When the two fought, the powerful invisible power shattered his arms with a destructive force.

Looking down at his disabled right arm, Lei Ao looked sad and angry, "Boy, I'll fight with you!"

He Pingfan's figure flashed, and he pinched Lei Ao's wrist and quickly turned around.

When your arms are healthy, I am not afraid of you, but you are afraid of you who have lost one arm?

Lei Ao's skills were greatly reduced. When he hit He Pingfan with his left palm, He Pingfan had already twisted his left arm behind.

A huge spiritual force hit Lei Ao's knees hard. Lei Ao had no time to fight back and his knees hit the ground.

He Pingfan raised his elbow and smashed it on his back, plopping - With Lei Ao's strength, how could he withstand He Pingfan's powerful spiritual power?

My whole body fell to the ground, and that face also had an intimate contact with the concrete floor.

He Pingfan stepped on his back, his toes sank slightly, and a few more ribs were broken.

"Boy, do you dare to insult me?"

Lei Ao yelled angrily, but unfortunately he couldn't afford to struggle at all.

"Bang--" He Pingfan raised his hand and slapped him, and then stepped on his head, "I'm the one who hits you!"

"You're so arrogant just now."

Luo Hanqiu had a cold face and was so angry that he trembled all over.

"You're too arrogant."

Seeing Lei Ao being defeated by He Pingfan, her confidence began to shake.

This guy is so perverted and I don’t know where he got his strength.

So far, she hasn't figured it out.

Human talents are limited and cultivation is limited. How could a young man in his teenager have such terrifying power?

She glared at He Pingfan and gritted her teeth, "You are the devil!"

After dealing with Lei Ao, He Pingfan turned his gaze to Luo Hanqiu, "Now it's your turn!"

Luo Hanqiu said coldly, "Boy, I am the real realm of spiritual air, and you can't easily shake it."

"Hahaha--" He Pingfan burst into laughter, and at this moment he had no worries at all.

Since everyone has made it clear, why should you hide your strength?

He glared at Luo Hanqiu and said coldly, "Being under the Grandmaster, you will never be spared."

"Do you kneel down and beg for mercy, or do you want me to do it?"

Uh-Luo Hanqiu suddenly felt an endless chill, this kid was so evil that it was frightening.

Being a master, never escape?

He is really that powerful?

Lei Ao was trampled under He Pingfan and struggled hysterically, "Senior Sister, destroy him!"

Luo Hanqiu's figure frightened and looked around countless people watching.

He said in a trembling voice, "He, do you really want to offend Yunxuan Sect completely?"

"If you let him go, we can consider giving you an explanation."

Forehead?

Luo Hanqiu was actually afraid to fight and offered to reconcile.

He Pingfan put away his feet and walked two steps towards Luo Hanqiu. Luo Hanqiu instinctively retreated, his expression was extremely nervous.

"You Yunxuan Sect is too bullying, why do you think of reconciliation now?"

"I'll give you a chance. I'll kneel down and apologize to Xiang Bo, and then cut off the slaughter. Today, this matter is considered a two-day sacrificial matter."

"You—" Luo Hanqiu's face suddenly became ferocious, "Who is surnamed He, I advise you not to be too arrogant. As the saying goes, stay at the forefront of being a human being and meet you in the future."

Seeing you numb, you are an old woman with body odor.

He Pingfan clenched his fists with a look of disgust.

"It seems you are not going to apologize?"

He Pingfan approached a few more steps, Luo Hanqiu took a few steps in a row, and shouted—suddenly turned around and ran away.

Depend on?

Want to run?

He Pingfan stepped into the air and walked eight steps in a row.

He immediately approached Luo Hanqiu's back and kicked her toes in the back of her heart.

Oh! Many people screamed in surprise, "Oh my God, he actually walked in the air."

“What kind of footwork is this?”

A footwork that can penetrate the air made everyone stunned.

When Luo Hanqiu heard the sound of the wind, he suddenly turned around and prepared his momentum to slash at the toes of He Pingfan with a palm.

Peng - thudding - With one palm, He Pingfan was shocked to retreat five or six steps in a row.

Brushing - He Pingfan's legs alternated, kicking more than a dozen kicks in one breath.

Luo Hanqiu slapped his palms, and He Pingfan took advantage of the situation and rolled in the air.

The power of the spirit body is condensed in the right palm, and a mountain of Tai is directly pressing the top.

Boom - Luo Hanqiu raised his palms and was immediately shrouded invisible force.

Push - This power is too powerful, even if she has such cultivation, she can't bear it.

When his legs became weak, he knelt directly on the ground.

Puff—The internal organs were damaged, and a mouthful of blood gushed up.

He Pingfan fell steadily to the ground, without breathing, and without being confused.

The power of the mysterious spiritual body is indeed extremely powerful, and the master is never spared.
Chapter completed!